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Move over, 007: a stunning, sexy - and decidedly female - new player has entered the world of international espionage armed with her own pocket survival kit, her Rules for Living, her infamous overactive imagination, and a very special underwire bra. How could a girl not be drawn to the alluring, powerful Pierre Ferramo - he of the hooded eyes, impeccable taste, unimaginable wealth, exotic international homes, and dubious French accent? Could Ferramo really be a major terrorist bent on the Western world's destruction, hiding behind a smoke screen of fine wines, yachts, and actresses slash models? Or is it all just a product of Olivia Joules's overactive imagination?
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Olivia Joules and the Overactive Imagination, Helen Fielding
- Langue
- Année de publication
- 2003
- Reliure
- (souple),
- État du livre
- Bon
- Prix
- 6,99 €
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- Langue
- Anglais
- Auteurs
- Helen Fielding
- Éditeur
- Penguin
- Publié
- 2003
- Format
- souple
- Pages
- 344
- ISBN10
- 0330432923
- ISBN13
- 9780330432924
- Séries
- Mots clés
- Fiction, Polars & Thrillers, Romans d'amour, Fantasy, Polars, Humour, Femmes, Littérature contemporaine, États-Unis, Romance contemporaine, Littérature britannique, Grande-Bretagne, Journalisme et Publication, Comédies, Espionnage, Londres, Romans d'espionnage, Comédies romantiques, Terrorisme, Journalistes, Services secrets, Hollywood, Illusion, Tromperie
- Première publication
- 2003
- Titre original
- Olivia Joules and the Overactive Imagination
- Évaluation
- 3,15 sur 5
- Description
- Move over, 007: a stunning, sexy - and decidedly female - new player has entered the world of international espionage armed with her own pocket survival kit, her Rules for Living, her infamous overactive imagination, and a very special underwire bra. How could a girl not be drawn to the alluring, powerful Pierre Ferramo - he of the hooded eyes, impeccable taste, unimaginable wealth, exotic international homes, and dubious French accent? Could Ferramo really be a major terrorist bent on the Western world's destruction, hiding behind a smoke screen of fine wines, yachts, and actresses slash models? Or is it all just a product of Olivia Joules's overactive imagination?