Review: The Unfortunate Miss Fortunes by Jennifer Crusie, Eileen Dreyer, Anne Stuart

The Unfortunate Miss Fortunes by Jennifer Crusie, Eileen Dreyer, Anne Stuart

The Particulars:  Paranormal Romance,  St Martins, available as e-book and in print

The Source: Picked from the Bookstack

The Grade: C-

The Blurb:

You're invited to spend the weekend with three extraordinary sisters…
 
When she was sixteen, Dee Fortune kidnapped her two younger sisters and ran from danger. Now twenty-nine, she's still trying to control her shape-shifting power--no easy task when Danny James shows up one Friday morning with his deadly smile and dangerous questions about the past.
Lizzie is determined to save her family from financial ruin by turning straw into gold; now if she could only stop turning forks into bunnies. Then Elric, a sorcerer, appears one Friday--annoyed with the chaos Lizzie is creating in the universe and in his heart. . . .
The youngest Miss Fortune, Mare, towers above her sisters but her telekinetic power is dwarfed by their gifts. She spends her days at Value Video!! and her nights contemplating the futility of her existence. But then a gorgeous Value Video!! VP and Mare's long lost love turn up. . .and they all turn up the heat on a weekend that no Fortune will soon forget!

The Review:

What I liked: 

I bought this one 2009 I think, and devored it.  It is a charming book, filled with magic and love.   I wanted to love this book, but in the end I cannot.  The sisters banters and argues, but they are loyal to each other.    I liked Xan, she was ruthless and ambitious. Which was a relief compared to the other characters.

It was fun to watch their reactions when they met the heroes.  Xan kept on throwing wrenches in their wheels, but they managed to dodge them.  

What I didn’t like:

I had a lot of trouble connecting with the characters. Yes, they were funny and witty, but I didn’t care about them. I think part of the reason was that the authors tried too hard. I love Jennifer Crusie, but I didn’t like this one.  It felt clichéd, and bland.