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The Fairyland Murders, December 2014 by J.A. Kazimer Kensington Featuring: Blue Reynolds; Izzy 218 pages ISBN: 1601832621 EAN: 9781601832627 Kindle: B00LGZ9JL4 e-Book Add to Wish List Purchase Kindle Barnes & Noble

"Little Boy Blue is all grown up sexy and a private investigator"

The Fairyland Murders
J.A. Kazimer

Reviewed by Shellie Surles
Posted December 3, 2014

Romance Paranormal | Romance Suspense

Blue Reynolds is a private investigator in New Never City. He has been hired to find the missing Tooth Fairy. He is also working on a case to find a missing magical pea as well as the missing sexy tape a princess is looking for.

All is not well in New Never City. Blue is a walking lightning bolt and tries very hard not to shock everything he comes into contact with. That doesn't always work out though.

Now Blue must solve the cases find the missing objects and save the Tooth Fairy before a war breaks out between Fairies and the Shadows. Oh yea and finding a fairy serial killer.

JA Kazimer gives a great story with THE FAIRYLAND MURDERS. So far I've enjoyed everything of hers I've read. Each story is written for the pure pleasure of being read and enjoyed. Nothing to deep or demanding just a good story.

JA Kazimer writes with wit and humor. She uses fairy tale characters in great and wondrous abundance. Goldilocks and Peter Rabbit are police detectives, there are princes and princess everywhere and most of them are fairy dust addicts. You will laugh and shake your head with a smile on your face while reading THE FAIRYLAND MURDERS.

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SUMMARY

Blue Reynolds knows the darker side of New Never City-- the side that's hopped-up on fairy dust and doesn't care if your house gets blown down. Rent's due and his PI business is all but make believe. But even Blue shudders at having to chase after Isabella Davis, a freckle-nosed redhead five feet tall on her tip-toes...if you don't count the pretty pink wings.

Izzy is tough, and sneaky, and not too thrilled with the idea of being the new tooth fairy. The last six have been most gruesomely extracted. But Blue has a feeling that whoever is killing the tooth fairies is worse than your standard big bad psycho. The fairy council is hiding something. The Shadows are moving out into the light. And Blue is saddled with a shocking power that could take out half of New Never City...

Excerpt

Of all the fey PI firms, in all the kingdoms, in all the lands, these twin hairless fairies had to walk into mine.

Of course I knew why they were here.

“My rent’s not due for two days,” I said, propping my feet on top of my worn desk. It groaned under the weight. Not that another forty-eight hours would matter in the scheme of things. I’d still be a few hundred short of meeting my monthly office space rent.

The PI biz wasn’t what it used to be.

And it used to be pretty damn bad.

Hell, I only had one case in the last month and I’d yet to see a penny from it. Of course, I hadn’t quite solved it either. But I would. Blue Reynolds, PI, always gets the job done. Eventually.

“Blue,” Peyton, the taller of the two fairies, said as he hefted his tiny pants. They rose an inch, showing off a pair of green and white kids’ socks. “We ain’t here for the rent. We want you to do a job for us.”

I leaned back further in my chair. “Nope.”

Frowning, Peyton consulted with his twin brother, Clayton, in a hushed whisper. They argued for a second, finally nodding in apparent agreement before facing me again. In unison they shot me equally creepy and earnest smiles.

A lesser man might’ve found their pixie-shaped faces and wistful plea cute. Not me. I’d dealt with fairies too many times to fall for their adorable act. In general, fairies were winged devils; these two were in particular.

“Please,” they said. “For us?”

Again I shook my head. This time with greater emphasis, so much so that the bones in my neck popped. I tilted my head back and forth working out the kinks as the twins regrouped.

“Come on, Blue,” said Clayton, the shorter brother. Shorter was relative since neither he nor his twin stood more than two feet tall. “It’ll be a piece of cake.”

“You said that about the last job.” I kicked off my combat boot and wiggled four toes through the hole in my sock. “I still haven’t found my toe.”

Peyton winced, but Clayton, true to his demonic nature, giggled. “Guess he didn’t go running wee wee wee all the way home like we figured.”

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