Book Review: Dead to Her, by Sarah Pinborough

When the world feels like it's falling apart, and everyone around you is losing their heads, what better way is there to escape than to lose yourself in the dizzying pages of one of your favourite author's books?

"Being the second wife can be murder..."

Let me just start this review by saying Sarah Pinborough is crazy, in the best possible way, and I think that's why her books are so insanely good. Normal people can't write this stuff.

I loved Behind Her Eyes (still thinking about that ending) and Cross Her Heart, and when I got my hands on an advance copy of Dead to Her, I buckled myself in for another wild ride.

Set in smoking hot Savannah, this cast of disgustingly rich, perfectly flawed characters take you on a rollercoaster ride in this psychological thriller that keeps you guessing until the very end. Starring Marcie and Keisha, the second wives with everything to hide, and a hell of a lot to lose.

Dead to Her was the hottest, sexiest thriller I've ever read, and offered me something a little different. This page turner kept me up at night (no, not in that way!) with its devourable chapters and pacey plot. It's dark, dangerous and a little bit creepy.

Take a pinch of lies, a dash of voodoo, a tablespoon of revenge and about three kilograms of lust and you've got the recipe for this murderously steamy summer read.

You can get your hands on this beauty in August, but if you've not had a taste of Pinborough yet, self-isolate with a copy of Behind Her Eyes and about a million biscuits. You're all set.

Until next time!

Roxie Key

@RoxieAdelleKey