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Review by Diane at The Book Resort

And now may we present: the humorous vampire chick-lit subgenre? That’s what you’ll find in Molly Harper’s “Nice Girls Don’t Have Fangs.” And I say move over Charlaine Harris ’cause Molly Harper’s nipping at your heels.

I want to start out by saying I am not a vampire fiction groupie. I read what I love and usually love what I read. And, let’s be honest, the genre has become saturated with watered-down versions, blatant knock offs & snooze fests galore. Sadly, too many authors are chasing the elusive dream of recreating something that has garnered success for others instead of listening to their muse & creating their own literary blockbuster. That said, “Nice Girls Don’t Have Fangs” is a standout!

When Jane gets laid off from her librarian job, due to “budget cuts” she expects a bit of green in the form of a severance check. Wrong. Instead of a severance payment she gets a twenty-five dollar gift certificate to a bar. Yep, nothing like a little “courage” to get you through the hard times. So, when Jane heads home after drowning her sorrows in Electric Lemonades & meeting a tall, dark hottie…Her car dies in the middle of the night — basically keels over. What does Jane do? She starts to walk home but is mistaken for a deer. Did I mention it is the middle of the night? I won’t say anything more because I don’t want to spoil this book.

I will leave you with this thought: If Sookie Stackhouse had a cousin, it’d definitely be saucy Jane Jameson.