The Trouble with Tigers by Gail Koger 💕 New Release Spotlight & EXCLUSIVE Gift Card Giveaway 💕 (Paranormal Romance)

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Lions and tigers and skunks, oh my! Kandi Cain’s a psychic pet detective. Her cases range from wrangling baby goats, to finding lost critters. Her current case is rescuing a lion from a Nigerian warlord. Kandi knew dressing up as a demonic clown and walking a lion down a city street would freak people out. But, wow! She didn’t expect Armageddon.

The hot as hell Detective Dutch Callaghan’s on her trail again and showing more than a professional interest. Kandi’s talents have attracted the attention of a CIA black ops agent who wants her to steal twelve endangered white tigers from a Pakistani warlord. The mission’s crucial to prevent a terrorist attack.

Wait! What? Terrorists? What had she gotten herself into? Kandi wasn’t a superhero. She couldn’t bend steel with her bare hands, and she wasn’t faster than a speeding bullet. She’s Doctor Doolittle. She talks to the animals and occasionally the dead.

They call me Doctor Doolittle. I was two years old when my parents realized I could talk to the animals. How did they discover my unusual talent? They found me in the backyard surrounded by birds, skunks, coyotes, jackrabbits, dogs, cats and a big ass mountain lion. I was giggling happily and petting them. My poor dad almost had a stroke.

To say I have a unique family would be an understatement. My mom’s obsession with Christmas landed me with the swell name of Kandi Cain. Our home is a shrine to Santa and his elves. Don’t even get me started on mom’s need to dress as an elf every friggin’ day. It doesn’t matter if it’s August, she’s wearing a red tunic with red, green and white stripped leggings and curly toed shoes. Mom’s big into peace on Earth and goodwill to all. My dad not so much.

My father, Nick Cain, is a very large Santa look-a-like. He was a mob enforcer for the Gambino family until he met my mother at a Christmas party. It was love at first sight. To keep her safe, my Dad quit his job and they quietly moved from New York to Apache Junction, Arizona. Apache Junction is a small tourist town located at the base of the Superstition Mountains. The town caters to people interested in visiting the numerous ghost towns and hunting for the Lost Dutchman’s gold mine.

When Dad isn’t playing Santa, he’s a member of the Superstition Mountains Search and Rescue squad and a highly sought-after rattlesnake wrangler.

I inherited my psychic abilities from Grandma Hester; along with her pet detective agency and her dazzling pink gingerbread house. To make things even more interesting, I just acquired the power to communicate with the spirit world. Maybe I can finally find out how my grandmother really died.

Dutch Callaghan, my sexy-as-hell, pain-in-the-butt neighbor, is a Phoenix PD homicide cop. Our relationship started off on the wrong foot. I was hired to rescue a Yorkie from a brutal dog fighting ring and Dutch was investigating several murders. At the time, I didn’t know our cases were connected and went in disguised as an elderly nun. Let’s just say the Ninja Nun blew the hell out of Dutch’s undercover operation, but hey, I rescued all those poor critters. Dutch still holds a grudge, even after I used my special talents to help him apprehend the murder suspects.

Dutch decided he wanted a relationship with me. I would love to have hot monkey sex with him, but that’s not gonna happen. I knew the minute Dutch discovered my father’s former occupation he’d slap the handcuffs on. Bad things happen when my father gets angry.

Staying a step ahead of a determined cop is not that easy. Especially, when said cop considers me his personal psychic and animal whisperer.

Kandi Cain inherited her Dr. Doolittle abilities from her grandmother and became a psychic pet detective. To her dismay, she just acquired the power to communicate with the spirit world, but dead people give her the willies.

Just when Kandi thought her life couldn’t get more complicated, the neighbor from hell moved in next door. The nasty guy’s name is Dutch Callaghan. How can someone so gorgeous be such a dick? Kandi could chalk some of it up to his job. Dutch is a Phoenix PD homicide cop.

Kandi’s current case is rescuing a Yorkie from a brutal dog fighting ring. Little does she know her dog napping suspect is involved in a series of brutal murders. Disguised as an elderly nun, Kandi rescues the Yorkie and, in the process, blows the hell out of Dutch’s undercover operation.

Kandi now finds herself a person of interest in her client’s murder and her sexy-as-hell, pain-in-the-butt neighbor is in hot pursuit of the Ninja Nun. Is Dutch about to slap the cuffs on? Only time will tell.

Looking for a fun adventure?

I've read several of Gail's books, and they all have just such a fun tone to them.

Don't get me wrong, these aren't carefree-froo-froo books. Nope. Gail clearly brings her experience as a 911 operator into her stories with enough action and graphic details to have you doing a double-take, especially in this story!

This book had me laughing out loud at one sentence and gasping in shock at the next. The Happy For Now ending left the book open for Book 2, and I can't wait to see where Kandi's adventures take her!

(I was given a copy of this book in consideration of my honest thoughts)

I was a 9-1-1 dispatcher for the Glendale Police Department and to keep from going totally bonkers – I mean people have no idea what a real emergency is. Take this for example: I answered, “9-1-1 emergency, what’s your emergency?” And this hysterical woman yelled, “My bird is in a tree.” Sometimes I really couldn’t help myself, so I said, “Birds have a tendency to do that, ma’am.” The woman screeched, “No! You don’t understand. My pet parakeet is in the tree. I’ve just got to get him down.” Like I said, not a clue. “I’m sorry ma’am but we don’t get birds out of trees.” The woman then cried, “But… What about my husband? He’s up there, too.” See what I had to deal with? To keep from hitting myself repeatedly in the head with my phone I took up writing.