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"Heather Wells, ex-lolita de la pop, ne veut plus être victime de la mode. Elle se sent très bien en jean. Et sa vie d'avant, elle n'en veut plus. Elle décroche un job dans une résidence d'étudiants où l'on ne s'ennuie vraiment pas : deux filles meurent coup sur coup. Heather est persuadée qu'il s'agit d'un meurtre. Cela tombe bien car Cooper, le sublime garçon qui l'héberge dans sa sublime maison est détective. Une nouvelle vie commence pour Heather."
"Or, at least, she did. That was before she left the pop-idol life behind after she gained a dress size or two?and lost a boyfriend, a recording contract, and her life savings. Now that the glamour and glory days of endless mall appearances are in the past, Heather?s perfectly happy with her new size 12 shape and her new job as an assistant dorm director at one of New York?s top colleges. That is, until the dead body of a female student from Heather?s residence hall is discovered at the bottom of an elevator shaft. The cops and the college president are ready to chalk the death off as an accident, the result of reckless youthful mischief. But Heather knows teenage girls ... and girls do not elevator surf. Yet no one wants to listen even when more students start turning up dead in equally ordinary and subtly sinister ways. So Heather makes the decision to take on yet another new career: as spunky girl detective!But her new job comes with few benefits, no cheering crowds, and lots of liabilities, some of them potentially fatal. And nothing ticks off a killer more than a portly ex-pop star who?s sticking her nose where it doesn?t belong ..."@en
"A former pop-idol now working as an assistant dorm director investigates when a college student's body is found at the bottom of an elevator shaft of the residence hall."@en
"Heather Wells rocks! Or, at least, she did. That was before she left the pop-idol life behind after she gained a dress size or two - and lost a boyfriend, a recording contract, and her life savings (when Mom took the money and ran off to Argentina). Now that the glamour and glory days of endless mall appearances are in the past, Heather's perfectly happy with her new size 12 shape and her new job as an assistant dorm director at one of New York's top colleges. That is, until the dead body of a female student from Heather's residence hall is discovered at the bottom of an elevator shaft."@en
"Heather Wells Rocks! Or, at least, she did. That was before she left the pop-idol life behind after she gained a dress size or two -- and lost a boyfriend, a recording contract, and her life savings (when Mom took the money and ran off to Argentina). Now that the glamour and glory days of endless mall appearances are in the past, Heather's perfectly happy with her new size 12 shape (the average for the American woman!) and her new job as an assistant dorm director at one of New York's top colleges. That is, until the dead body of a female student from Heather's residence hall is discovered at the bottom of an elevator shaft. The cops and the college president are ready to chalk the death off as an accident, the result of reckless youthful mischief. But Heather knows teenage girls . . . and girls do not elevator surf. Yet no one wants to listen -- not the police, her colleagues, or the P.I. who owns the brownstone where she lives -- even when more students start turning up dead in equally ordinary and subtly sinister ways. So Heather makes the decision to take on yet another new career: as spunky girl detective! But her new job comes with few benefits, no cheering crowds, and lots of liabilities, some of them potentially fatal. And nothing ticks off a killer more than a portly ex-pop star who's sticking her nose where it doesn't belong . . ."@en
"Mord, Romantik und Schokoriegel: eine Amateur-Detektivin zum Verlieben! Keine Frage: Wenn der Mann ihrer Träume zwischen einer grazilen Gehirnchirurgin und einem rundum niedlichen Ex-Teenidol mit Hausmeisterposten wählen kann - dann bleibt der rundlichen Hausmeisterin nur das eine: ein Schokoriegel. Frohgemut entschließt sich Heather Wells daher, den ziemlich scharfen, aber romantisch anscheinend unterentwickelten Privatdetektiv Cooper Cartwright nur aus der Ferne anzuhimmeln. Das ändert sich abrupt, als ausgerechnet eine Studentin aus Heathers Haus tot im Fahrstuhlschacht aufgefunden wird. Heathers unerschrockene Mörderjagd scheint nämlich Coopers Interesse zu wecken, allerdings nur um sie mit aller Kraft am Ermitteln zu hindern ... Frisch, frech und sexy! Zumindest eins ist das Leben von Heather Wells nicht: langweilig. Selbst jetzt noch, nachdem sie ihre Karriere als Teenidol an den Haken gehängt hat, weil sie keine Lust mehr hatte, sich auf áModellmaß Magerstufeá herunterzuhungern, steckt sie bis über beide Ohren im Chaos - und in den Schokoriegeln. Die niedlichen Schoko-Pfunde machen ihr keine Sorgen, wohl aber ihr neuer Job als Hausmeisterin in einem Studentenwohnheim, mit dem sie sich ihre Ausbildung finanziert. Es ist doch erstaunlich, was für Blödsinn sich Jugendliche 24 Stunden am Tag und sieben Tage die Woche so einfallen lassen. Das zweite Chaoselement heißt Cooper Cartwright und hat den sexiesten Po von New York City! Aber wenn Heather ganz ehrlich zu sich ist, dann muss sie zugeben, dass Cooper eigentlich gar kein Problem ist: Es gibt nämlich keinerlei Anzeichen dafür, dass der breitschultrige Privatdetektiv auch nur das geringste romantische Interesse an ihr hat. Obwohl er dazu wahrlich viel Gelegenheit hätte, denn Cooper ist nicht nur der Bruder ihres treulosen Exverlobten, er ist außerdem ihr Vermieter. Das alles ändert sich rasant, als plötzlich eine von Heathers Studentinnen tot im Aufzugsschacht aufgefunden wird und alle an einen Unfall glauben. Nur eben Heather nicht. Also macht Heather sich mit Schwung, Witz und Mut allein auf die Mördersuche. Schön, dass diese Aktivitäten zwar die Polizei zur Weißglut treiben, aber wenigstens Coopers Interesse zu wecken scheinen. Dumm nur, dass ausgerechnet zu diesem Zeitpunkt ihr Exverlobter Heather wieder in seine starken Arme reißen will - und ein Reporter darin eine aufregende Skandalgeschichte wittert ..."
"Heather Wells Rocks! Or, at least, she did. That was before she left the pop-idol life behind after she gained a dress size or two, and lost a boyfriend, a recording contract, and her life savings (when Mom took the money and ran off to Argentina). Now that the glamour and glory days of endless mall appearances are in the past, Heather's perfectly happy with her new size 12 shape (the average for the American woman!) and her new job as an assistant dorm director at one of New York's top colleges. That is, until the dead body of a female student from Heather's residence hall is discovered at the bottom of an elevator shaft. The cops and the college president are ready to chalk the death off as an accident, the result of reckless youthful mischief. But Heather knows teenage girls and girls do not elevator surf. Yet no one wants to listen, not the police, her colleagues, or the P.I. who owns the brownstone where she lives, even when more students start turning up dead in equally ordinary and subtly sinister ways. So Heather makes the decision to take on yet another new career: as spunky girl detective! But her new job comes with few benefits, no cheering crowds, and lots of liabilities, some of them potentially fatal. And nothing ticks off a killer more than a portly ex-pop star who's sticking her nose where it doesn't belong."
"Heather Wells Rocks! Or, at least, she did. That was before she left the pop-idol life behind after she gained a dress size or two, and lost a boyfriend, a recording contract, and her life savings (when Mom took the money and ran off to Argentina). Now that the glamour and glory days of endless mall appearances are in the past, Heather's perfectly happy with her new size 12 shape (the average for the American woman!) and her new job as an assistant dorm director at one of New York's top colleges. That is, until the dead body of a female student from Heather's residence hall is discovered at the bottom of an elevator shaft. The cops and the college president are ready to chalk the death off as an accident, the result of reckless youthful mischief. But Heather knows teenage girls and girls do not elevator surf. Yet no one wants to listen, not the police, her colleagues, or the P.I. who owns the brownstone where she lives, even when more students start turning up dead in equally ordinary and subtly sinister ways. So Heather makes the decision to take on yet another new career: as spunky girl detective! But her new job comes with few benefits, no cheering crowds, and lots of liabilities, some of them potentially fatal. And nothing ticks off a killer more than a portly ex-pop star who's sticking her nose where it doesn't belong."@en
"A former rock singer becomes the director of a dormitory for women and, unexpectedly, a detective when a student dies suspiciously."@en

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"College stories"
"College stories"@en
"Detective and mystery stories"@en
"Detective and mystery stories"
"Genres littéraires"
"Mystery fiction"
"Mystery fiction"@en
"Young adult works"@en
"Electronic books"
"Fiction"@en
"Fiction"
"Electronic books"@en
"Erzählende Literatur"

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"Size 12 is not fat Heather Wells Mystery Series, Book 1"@en
"Size 12 is not fat a Heather Wells mystery"@en
"Size 12 in not fat"
"Size 12 Is Not Fat"@en
"Size 12 is Not Fat: A Heather Wells Mystery"@en
"Size 12 is not fat : a Heather Wells mystery"
"Size 12 is not fat : a Heather Wells mystery"@en
"Darf's ein bisschen mehr sein? : Roman"
"Size 12 is Not Fat"
"Darf's ein bisschen mehr sein? Roman"
"Size 12 is not fat with bonus material"
"Size 12 is not fat"@en
"Size 12 is not fat"
"Une irresistible envie de sucré"
"Une (irrésistible) envie de sucré"
"Une irrésistible envie de sucré"
"Size 12 is not fat ; Size 14 is not fat either"
"Size 12 is not fat : [a Heather Wells mystery]"

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