Something Old, Something New, Something Borrowed, Someone Dead: The Most Eventful Honeymoon in Fiction
Every bride deserves a perfect wedding day. The dress, the flowers, the first dance, the champagne — and then, at last, the honeymoon. Two weeks of uninterrupted bliss with the person you love. No work, no complications, no dead bodies. If you happen to be Rachel Prince, however, the universe has other ideas. Honeymoon Cruise Murder is book seven in the Rachel Prince series, and it opens with everything a romantic at heart could wish for. Rachel finally marries her long-suffering fiancé Carlos Jacobi in a beautiful church ceremony in her home village, officiated by her own father, the Reverend Brendan Prince. The dress is breathtaking — ivory taffeta with a sweetheart neckline, silver sparkles, and a rose-patterned tulle overlay — and the church is full of people who love her. After months of uncertainty, cold feet, and the kind of pre-wedding jitters that would test the patience of a saint, Rachel has finally made it to the altar. The happiness practically radiates off the page. And then, as the confetti is still settling, the complications begin. That is the particular genius of the Rachel Prince cruise ship mystery series: the warmth is always genuine, but trouble is never far behind. This book manages something rather clever — it gives us all the romantic satisfaction of a wedding before systematically dismantling the peaceful honeymoon that was supposed to follow. By the time Rachel and Carlos board the Coral Queen bound for the Mediterranean, the seeds of several thorny problems have already been sown. An Uninvited Guest Even at the wedding reception, Rachel's radar is twitching. An unwelcome face from the past appears among the guests — a man she barely remembers, full of charm and self-importance, who drops a cryptic hint that he has something important to tell her. Something, he implies, that involves…
