Romance Novel by PJ Jones
Smella Rosepetal must find a millionaire husband to finance her baby’s heart transplant. She flies home to her deputy father’s ranch in Pitchforks, Texas, where she falls in love with Deadward Forest, a wealthy environmentalist vampire.
When a deranged murderer is on the loose in Pitchforks, killing romance heroines, Deadward assumes Smella would be safer without him. Smella turns to her childhood friend, Snake Long, for comfort. But Snake doesn’t have the money to save her baby, so Smella places herself in peril in a desperate hunt for a rich husband.
Time is running out for Smella’s baby, and she must escape from the Australian Outback and face down Flabio, an overweight and disgruntled, aspiring cover model, plus enraged vampire wives and their homosexual, vampire, cowboy husbands, a jealous were-gerbil, James Bond, a drunk rodeo clown and Smella’s strange boyfriend who wants to drain her blood, yet is repulsed by her smell.
This book is seriously freaking funny. Like laugh out loud funny. Or pee your pants funny. I’m not the only one who thinks so, either. Just check out the reviews on Amazon.
Also, PJ Jones is awesome. And a very funny person. Who possibly bakes blueberry muffins (Though hopefully NOT in a kilt.) But definitely writes awesome parodies of romance novels.
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