Kiss Me, Kill Me
by
J. S. Carol
Kiss Me, Kill Me by J. S. Carol, had me hooked from the first few sentences and my wife ready to inflict serious damage on the male mentioned in those same few sentences. Those infuriating sentences told of a husband telling his wife what to wear and eat among other things.
At this stage Kiss Me, Kill Me, had potential. However, as the story progressed we soon were asking where is this story going? On and on readers heard of Zoe’s life with Daniel and how she escaped. But had she? Escaped, that is?
Bodies mounted up left, right and centre and finally Zoe escaped. But did she live happily ever after? That’s for you to find out.
If we had split this story into first half, second half and to use the term loosely, epilogue, then cut the second half and tossed it away, it may have made a good short story. As it was the ‘second half’ was a repeat of the first half in a different setting. Out of the frying pan and into the fire, if you will.
I listened to Kiss Me, Kill Me and enjoyed Laurence Bouvard’s narration, but the storyline fell off a cliff.
