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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 ...

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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.

"Dreyer is wickedly clever and witty."--Booklist

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. . . .

"A consummate mistress of her craft, Stuart is a pure pleasure to indulge."
--Romantic Times Bookreviews

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!

"Crusie is a master of fast-paced witty dialogue."--SeattleTimes

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"Dreyer is wickedly clever and witty."

"A consummate mistress of her craft, Stuart is a pure pleasure to indulge."
--Romantic Times Bookreviews

"Crusie is a master of fast-paced witty dialogue."
--Seattle Times

Publishers Weekly

For years, the three orphaned Fortune sisters, each endowed with a different magical ability, have been on the run from their evil aunt Xan. Dee, the oldest, is their shape-shifting protector; sullen middle child Lizzie has transmutative abilities (her latest aim is turning straw into gold); and self-satisfied Mare can move things with her mind. Aunt Xan, up to old tricks, uses a spell to send each girl her one true love-but if the sisters fall for these paramours, Xan will get her hands on their powers. What Xan doesn't count on is that the girls are wise to the plot and determined to beat their aunt at her own game. Unfortunately, the three novellas that spring from this solid premise are hobbled by too many characters (three sisters, three love interests, one freaky aunt) and too little space. As a result, exposition crowds out the story, giving each a rushed feel and a jarring conclusion. Despite the book's faults, it makes an enjoyable read; one hopes the authors' next collaboration will be on a single, full-length novel-or better yet, three of them. (July)

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780312940980
  • Publisher: St. Martin's Press
  • Publication date: 6/28/2007
  • Format: Mass Market Paperback
  • Pages: 416
  • Sales rank: 416,974
  • Product dimensions: 4.19 (w) x 6.64 (h) x 1.13 (d)

Meet the Author

Jennifer  Crusie

JENNIFER CRUSIE is the New York Times, Publishers Weekly, and USA Today bestselling author of Maybe This Time, Welcome to Temptation, Tell Me Lies, Crazy for You, Faking It, Fast Women, and Bet Me. She has also collaborated with Bob Mayer to write Wild Ride, Agnes and the Hitman and Don’t Look Down. Crusie earned her bachelor’s degree from Bowling Green State University, a master’s from Wright State University, and a master of fine arts from Ohio State University. Before devoting herself to writing full-time, Crusie worked as a preschool teacher, an elementary and junior high art teacher, and a high school English teacher. She lives on the banks of the Ohio River.
EILEEN DREYER is a member of the Romance Writers of America Hall of Fame. Also known as Kathleen Korbel for her romances, she is the USA Today bestselling author of more than thirty books, including Sinners and Saints, Head Games, and With a Vengeance.
ANNE STUART is a winner of Romance Writers of America’s Lifetime Achievement Award. She has appeared on most bestseller lists, including the New York Times and USA Today, and speaks all over the country. Among her many bestsellers are the House of Rohan Trilogy and the Ice Series. She lives in northern Vermont.


Don't expect to see Fabio's flowing mane on the cover of any of Jennifer Crusie's romance novels. She completely eschews the tradition of overwrought melodrama and heaving bosoms to toss a comic gauntlet into the romantic arena. Her fun, funny, and frisky books are a refreshing breeze in a genre that could easily grow stale.

Former schoolteacher Jennifer Smith got her Master's degree in Professional Writing and Women's Literature at Wright State University. She wrote her thesis on women's roles in mystery fiction before trying her hand at penning romance novels using her grandmother's family name Crusie. Despite her impressive credentials, she dismisses her debut novel Sizzle as "lousy" even as her fans clamber to gets their hands on this long out-of-print pulp romance. "That damn book is following me around the way early porn films follow actresses," so says Crusie one her web site of Sizzle.

No matter what the author thinks of her first effort, the astounding string of critically lauded bestsellers that followed it have firmly established Crusie as one of the very best writers of contemporary romantic fiction. Much of this is due to her sharp wit and ear for comedic dialogue, humor being an element often sorely missing in romance novels. From the sly private dick tale What the Lady Wants to the frantic Faking It, Crusie's books contain the perfect balance of suspense, snickers, and steamy love scenes.

What's more, the author has raked up a slew of awards, as well as spots on "best romance novels of the year" for Anyone But You, Temptation, Fast Women, and Faking It. Getting Rid of Bradley scored Crusie a RWA Rita award for Best Short Contemporary Fiction, and in 1996, she received a career achievement award for her work in the romantic comedy genre from Romantic Times magazine.

Now, after 13 crowd pleasers and award winners, Crusie is offering up her first-ever collaboration. She teamed up with hard-boiled action writer Bob Mayer (Operation Dragon-Sim) to conjure up Don't Look Down, a wacky escapade that is equal parts comedy, adventure, and playful erotica.

In Don't Look Down, movie director Lucy Armstrong goes toe-to-toe and heart-to-heart with J.T. Wilder, a green beret who serves as an advisor on a movie that is taking an unexpected turn from romantic comedy to blow-‘em-up action flick. Publisher's Weekly has declared the joint-effort "good fun," and Crusie reveals on her website that more fun with Mayer is on the way. The team is currently working on their second novel together Agnes and the Hitman.

As for future solo ventures by Crusie, there's plenty more in store. She not only has another release slotted for 2006 -- a sexy yuletide novella titled Hot Toy, which will appear in St. Martin's Press' Santa Baby anthology -- but she currently has no less than five additional projects on the burner. Among these upcoming releases are a collection of short stories and a book that Crusie is particularly qualified to create: a guide to writing women's fiction.

Good To Know

Crusie and Bob Mayer are making things a little easier for guys who want to check out their new collaborative novel Don't Look Down. All you have to do is remove the cutesy dust jacket to reveal a tough-as-nails camouflage cover design and voila! No one will ever know you're enjoying a romantic comedy.

Crusie is the proud owner of three dogs, one of which is named Lucy. Oddly, the main character of Don't look Down is also named Lucy -- and happens to be a director of dog food commercials. Coincidence?

Crusie has a few nonfiction works to her credit, including introductions in Totally Charmed, a collection of essays about Alyssa Milano's cult TV series, and Anne Rice: A Critical Companion, which the author wrote under her given name of Jennifer Smith.

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      B.A., Bowling Green State University, 1973; M.A., Wright State University; Ph.D., Ohio University, 1986

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Chapter One

Mare Fortune bounded down the stairs of the family home in her ragged blue running shorts just as the wind caught the front door and blew it open, sending coppery dust swirling in. She batted the dust away and looked out, but instead of Mrs. Elder's beat-up front porch across the street, she saw golden sunshine beaming down on a red tiled roof and a fat laughing baby toddling in a dusty road while a tough dark-haired guy chased after it, laughing, too. She sucked in her breath and thought, Crash, and reached out into the sunlight for him, but he vanished, him and the baby and the red tiled roof and the sunshine, and it was just boring old Duckpond Street under cloudy skies in Salem's Fork, West Virginia, with Mrs. Elder's peeling porch across the way, no coppery dust at all.

"Oh," Mare said, feeling bereft and then feeling stupid for feeling bereft. He left you, he's gone, it's been five years, you're over it. She turned to close the heavy door, just as her oldest sister Dee took down their mother's jewelry chest from the mantel in the living room and, beyond her, their middle sister Lizzie bent over her metallurgy book at the battered dining room table, everything normal, nothing to worry about.

"Big storm coming in." Mare yanked down on her tank top, shoving Crash and the whole vision thing out of her mind. "Big old Beltane storm." Her tiger-striped cat, Pywackt, padded down the narrow stairs with dignity, and she made kissing sounds at him, which he ignored. "Lightning on the mountain just for us, Py, baby."

"Didn't we throw those away?" Dee said, cradling the brass-bound jewelry box in her slender arms as she frowned at Mare's tattered shorts.

"You tried," Mare said.

Dee nodded, looking distracted. "Come on," she said and turned toward the dining room, her gray wool suit perfectly fitted to her tiny waist. Mare stuck her tongue out at Dee's auburn chignon and followed her into the dining room where ethereal Lizzie sat hunched over her book in her purple silk kimono, her blond curls tangled and blue eyes wide, dripping muffin butter onto her notebook as she ate.

Dee put the jewelry box on the table and said, "Mind the butter, Lizzie," and Lizzie turned another page, oblivious to Dee, the butter, and the wind whistling outside the open garden windows.

Mare plopped herself down at the table and looked at the muffins. "They're all apple bran, Lizzie. That's boring. I like blueberry and lemon poppy seed and--"

Lizzie moved her hand over the muffin basket, still not looking up from her book, and tendrils of violet smoke trailed from her fingertips and across the apple bran.

"Thank you." Mare craned her neck to look into the basket and then went for a newly transformed blueberry, but Dee moved the basket out of her reach.

"First we vote." Dee straightened the jewelry box.

Lizzie looked up from her book. "Now?"

Crap, Mare thought, and looked longingly at the muffins. Lizzie had baked them so they were bound to be munchable.

"Yes, now." Dee sat down at the head of the table. "If Mare's going to college, she has to register now. Which means we have to decide if we move so she can go to a school we can afford. And which piece of Mother's jewelry we sell to finance it. And I have to be at the bank in an hour, so we have to do it now."

"Not now." Mare stared at the blueberry muffin just out of her reach--come here, damn it--so that a couple of dust motes lazing in the air sparked blue. "Not now, not ever." She lifted her chin, feeling the weight of the muffin in her mind, and it rose slowly until it hovered at eye level.

"Mare," Dee said. "Not in front of the window."

Mare grinned and crooked her finger, and the muffin floated toward her, sparking blue once or twice, like a misfiring muffler.

"Oh, dear." Lizzie waved her hands a little, as if to warn Mare off, tendrils of violet smoking from her fingertips, and her butter knife turned into a rabbit.

Py sat up and took an interest.

"Easy there, Lizzie," Mare said, staring cross-eyed at her muffin, now floating in front of her nose. "You know Py and bunnies."

Dee flushed. "Put down the muffin, please, Mare. You know how important this vote is."

"It's important to you," Mare said, concentrating on keeping her muffin afloat. "It's not important to me. As mistress of all I survey, I feel that college is, how can I put this? Unnecessary." She scowled at Dee--why were they having this conversation again? She was twenty-three, if she didn't want to go to college, she wasn't going to go--and her annoyance broke her concentration and the muffin dropped and broke, and Mare said, "Damn." She focused on another one, lemon poppyseed this time, making it rise from the muffin basket while Lizzie's butter-knife rabbit began to forage for crumbs on her notebook page.

At the end of the table, Py began to forage for the rabbit.

"You are not mistress of all you survey," Dee said, exasperated, "you're--"

"Queen of the Universe," Mare said.

"--assistant manager of a Value Video!!"

Mare pulled the muffin toward her with her eyes. "That's temporary. It's only a matter of time until I'm queen of the company."

"I don't think Value Video!! has queens," Dee said.

"I know, they have presidents. But when I get to the top, that's gonna change."

"Well, to become queen of Value Video!! you have to go to college." Dee opened the jewelry box. "It was always Mother's dream that we'd all go, and it's your turn. It's past time for your turn. So we vote."

"I don't want to," Mare said. "Lizzie doesn't want to vote, either, do you, Lizzie?"

Lizzie looked up. "What?"

"It's time to vote," Dee said gently.

"All right," Lizzie said, her focus drifting again.

"Lizzie!" Mare shrieked, betrayed.

Lizzie jerked back, startled, and Mare saw her fright and said, "Lizzie, it's okay, it's okay," but it was too late. Lizzie was waving her hands, fingers trembling, as she warded off Mare's anger, purple tendrils of apology wafting over the table.

"Oh, hell," Mare said as lavender smoke rose around them.

Lizzie let the purple cloud engulf her. It was so quiet in there. Two more bunnies had popped up, depleting the knife count on the table and drawing Py closer. She blinked rapidly as the cloud grew thicker; it felt as if coppery dust had gotten into her eyes. For a moment she'd drifted away from her contentious sisters and their tiny living room in Salem's Fork, and she was floating, distant, in a castle in Spain, lying on her back, and someone was leaning over her, and it was . . .

"Lizzie, honey, take a breath," Dee said, as the smoke cleared.

"I'm sorry," Lizzie said to Mare, pulling herself together. "I wasn't paying attention."

"It's okay." Mare floated a muffin over to her, dispersing more smoke with blue sparks. "Dee's trying to get us to vote and I don't want to because I don't want to move again."

Lizzie picked the muffin out of the air and sighed the rest of the purple away. Violet smoke, drifting around a castle in Spain, moody and romantic. Stop it. "I'm not sure I want to, either."

"We're voting," Dee said sharply.

She startled the bunny and made it quiver, and Lizzie picked it up and petted it, trying not to quiver herself. They were fighting again. She hated the days when they voted. Three more bunnies had popped up on the table during the argument, and Lizzie wondered whether she could take them and sneak back into her room while Mare and Dee glared at each other.

"Then I vote we don't vote," Mare said. "It's my future, and I'll take care of it when it gets here."

"And just how is refusing to plan for your future going to protect you from Xan the next time she finds us?" Dee said, goaded.

"What makes you think we need protection from her?" Mare said. "She's our aunt. And she hasn't come after us in years. I'm not even sure she's the demon you make her out to be." Dee began to protest and Mare overrode her. "And anyway, I don't see the connection between going to college and escaping Xan. I don't see your college degree getting you much protection or anything else except stuck in that damn bank. At least I get to watch movies."

"I wouldn't be stuck in that damn bank if you'd grow up and take care of yourself--" Dee stopped.

Oh, Dee. "I'm sorry," Lizzie said into the silence, trying to fight the sick feeling inside her. "Dee, I'm sorry about the bunnies and I'm sorry about the bank. I'll get us money, I'm almost there, I've almost got it, I'll get us the money and you can quit and paint full-time, I swear--"

"No, Lizzie, it's all right." Dee patted Lizzie's hand. She reached out to Mare and Mare pulled back. "Mare, I didn't mean it, I'm fine at the bank. We're fine. I just want you to have a future."

"I have a future." Mare focused on the muffin crumbs and they piled onto each other in lumpy parodies of muffins, little Frankencakes, misshapen and wrong.

That's not how you make a muffin, Lizzie thought. Mare didn't know how to make things. Making things took time and patience and thought and understanding.

Mare shook her head and let the muffins fall apart again. "You don't need to work at the bank for me, Dee. I don't want college."

"You haven't even tried it," Dee protested.

Mare met her eyes. "College can't teach what I need to know, Dee. I need to know how to use my power, we all do, we're cramped here in this little house, hiding our powers from everybody, and they're rotting inside us. The only one who can show us how is Xan."

"No," Dee said. "You don't know her. You were too young when we ran, you don't remember. She killed Mom and Dad, Mare. She could--"

"She didn't kill anybody." Mare flipped her hand as if she could flip the idea away. "They died of stupidity, just like the coroner said. You really have to get over that, Dee."

Dee clenched her hands. "Trust me. She's dangerous. Isn't she, Lizzie?"

"Yes," Lizzie said. I can't stand this, she thought, picking up her book again.

"At least Xan doesn't hide who she is," Mare said. "At least Xan doesn't tie her own hands and hide from the world."

Dee straightened. "We are not going to Xan, and that's final. Now it's time to vote." She turned their mother's jewelry box so they could see inside. "I vote yes. We use one of Mother's necklaces to send Mare to college."

"Not the amethyst," Lizzie said from behind her book, and blinked as she felt that coppery dust in her eyes again. She could feel the satin sheets against her naked skin, the weight of the purple stone between her breasts, his breath warm and . . . She shook her head. Not the amethyst.

"Not any of them," Mare said. "I vote no."

"Lizzie?" Dee said to the cover of the metallurgy book.

Lizzie lowered the book. "You really don't want to go to school?" she asked Mare.

Mare rolled her eyes in exasperation. "No!"

Lizzie looked at Dee. "I'm sorry. I don't think we should force . . ." Dee scowled at her, her eyes stormy, and Lizzie sucked in her breath. "I abstain."

Dee drew a deep, angry breath, and green fog began to rise, swirling around her.

"Oh," Lizzie said faintly. "Oh, no . . ."

Copyright © 2007 by Jennifer Crusie Smith, Eileen Dreyer, and Anne Stuart. All rights reserved.

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  • Posted June 25, 2009

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    Thanks for the escape!

    I loved this book. If you like Practical Magic, A Midsummer Nights Dream, and Harry Potter, you will adore this book. All I kept hearing in the back of my head was Stevie Nicks. I identified with all three sisters and enjoyed the men that came into their lives. Two thumbs (and I'll even throw in my big toes) up!

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 5, 2012

    Offbeat romance

    Reminded me of her other co-authored book, DOGS AND GODDESSES. Wacky, fun read.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 26, 2007

    Best one ever

    This is one of the best books I have ever read! From the beginning until the end, you will not be able to put it down until you know everything there is to know about this 'unfortunate' sisters and their terrible aunt.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 6, 2007

    A reviewer

    Loved it. Whimsical and endearing characters, it made me laugh out loud in spots...I'm going to read it again.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 29, 2011


    Not as good as expected, esp compared against Agnes & the Hitman, and even older stories. This seems to have a very slow start and not as zippy a dialogue as extected. The story did build and overall was satisfactory.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 23, 2010

    Quick read and cute book....

    This is a charming little book of magick and mischief and it's a fun read. Great for the Saturday afternoon at the beach or just relaxing. I liked it!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 28, 2009

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    The title was cute, however what caught my eye was Jennifer Crusie. Her books always make me laugh.

    I liked this book, I thought the characters were funny, and interesting.
    Good book for a day at the beach, or if you just need a few laughs.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 1, 2009


    I read half of this book and finally just put it down because it got so bad. I knew it was going to be strange when I picked it up, and surprisingly I was enjoying it's silliness. But the characters, especially the love interests, were really flat. Elric was the only interesting one, and he lost me too along the way. It's very rare for me to just put a book down but this was one of them. I wouldn't recommend this book to anyone. I enjoyed Crusie's books when she wrote them by herself. I wish she would go back to that.

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  • Posted December 17, 2008


    It's interesting, because, starting from the beginning, it is such a horribly confusing book where absolutely nothing is explained clearly. And when the perfect moment arises to do something about the total ambiguity, instead there becomes this completely unnecessary, graphic moment of raunchy passion that spans a good thirty pages. I admit it's a fast read, and a great book to use as a distraction between otherwise more original and enduring works of literature, but overall, I'm not quite sure what to actually think about the lack of plot and the sexual theme. The only thing going for it is that somehow, inexplicably, it's hard to put down. Bravo.

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted December 9, 2008

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    A charmer

    In Salem¿s Fork, West Virginia, although only a teen, Dee Fortune realized she and her two younger sisters were in danger she abducted Lizzie and Mare keeping them safe over the next thirteen years as she struggles to learn how to use her shapeshifting power. However, the haven she constructed falls apart with one wicked smile that makes her preening and ready to no longer be the oldest North American virgin when Danny James arrives to interrogate her about Miss Fortune¿s past.------------ Middle sibling Lizzie knows the three Miss Fortune¿s are in financial trouble so she concocts an alchemist like plan to spin straw into gold. She fails at that, but succeeds in changing forks into bunnies that overwhelm the land. Elric the sorcerer arrives to prevent Lizzie from spinning anymore disasters, but is too late as he wants to spin a future with her.--------------- The youngest of the trio, Mare is much taller than her two older sisters and in fact can see eyeball to eyeball with most men some forcing her to look down. However, her magic is limited compared to her siblings, which adds to her feelings of worthlessness until Crash the mechanic magically arrives to whisk her away from Value Video.------------------------- Fortunately for the contemporary paranormal romance crowd with a touch, the saga of the Miss Fortunes is an excellent novel that will grip readers from the first siblings¿ vote until the climax as the ¿matchmaking¿ Xan sends hunks their way in an effort to steal their power. The humorous and heated story line belongs to the three sisters who have hidden in small towns since the threat surfaced, but due to the men suddenly in their lives must confront the one they ran from. This is a wonderful collaboration.----------- Harriet Klausner

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 12, 2012

    good not great

    I expected more from crusie and stuart

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