Showing results by author "Sherry Siska" in All Categories

D.J. Marty Sheffield just wants to live her quiet life in her quiet town while recovering from being left at the altar by up-and-coming country music star, Ricky Ray Riley. Destiny, and her sisters, Lady Luck and Fate, those Madams of Mischief, have other ideas, though. While babysitting her sister's kids, Marty finds the body of a former classmate wedged in a ninety-gallon trash container at a local park. With the help of her sister, Charli, and her best friend and police officer, Tim Unser, Marty sets out to solve the mystery and save her own hide. Her mom, the beautiful Maggie Sheffield,...

"Ricky may have been a low-down, two-timing, cheating, bottom-dwelling, soul-sucking, snake in the grass, but that didn’t mean I wanted him dead." When part-time D.J. Marty Sheffield's former fiancee, (and current country music superstar) Ricky Ray Riley's car is found upside down in a ravine, Marty knows things are going to be bad. What she isn't prepared for is the mayhem and madness those Bimbos of Bane - Destiny, Chance, and Lady Luck - have in store for her, especially when two of Ricky's crazy fans decide that Marty's behind Ricky Ray's disappearance, and Hollywood's hottest, and ...

They're baaaack! Those Divas of Doom, Destiny, Chance, and Lady Luck, really have it in for poor Marty Sheffield. Not only has she just lost her job as a part-time dj, but after a knock-down, drag-out fight with one of her sister's neighbors, Marty becomes the chief suspect when the man ends up dead. The only way to save herself seems to be finding the real culprit. As things go from bad to worse in her life, the race to find the murderer takes on new urgency when Marty and her sister, Charli, are held captive by a couple of crazies.

"One look, that one tiny little look, and I knew right then and there that Harry Evans was a heartache waiting to happen. If I’d had a lick of sense, the tiniest shred of sanity, I’d have jumped up from that blue plastic seat and high-tailed it home. " If Marty Sheffield had high-tailed it home instead of getting mixed up with minor league baseball player, Harry Evans, she might not have had another go-round with those Floozies of Fate -- Destiny, Chance, and Lady Luck. But, of course, she did, and the Doom Divas are swarming around her like a pack of bloodthirsty mosquitoes. When Marty...