Treasure Trail is the first book in a new series and the first one I’ve read by Morgan Brice. It’s also the first (as far as I can remember anyway) urban fantasy book I’ve ever read. I can’t really say why, but I just never thought that urban fantasy books would appeal to me. But Morgan Brice will be an attending author at a book convention I’m going to in February 2020 so I decided to read and review Treasure Trail when I was offered a review copy.

I am so glad that I decided to read this book. It grabbed me right from the start and kept me fully engaged until I finished it. It brought me to tears in a few places, which is a sure sign that I really liked it. ? I really liked the MCs and there were several secondary characters that I also found interesting.

The book has mystery, suspense, romance and good friends who help each other. Both of the MCs have special gifts (they can see ghosts), but Erik has something more. As Erik and Ben get to know each other bad things keep happening around them. There are unsolved murders, a skeleton found in a closet, and other interesting objects involved in the story.

After I read this book, I learned that some of the supporting characters are from another series by this author (Badlands), and some are from series written by her other pen name, Gail Z. Martin. You don’t need to have read these books to fully enjoy Treasure Trail but I’m sure that fans of these other series will be happy to visit with them again. I know that I am now especially eager to read the Badlands series.

Treasure Trail was a great introduction to the urban fantasy genre and a great introduction to Morgan Brice’s writing. I will definitely be reading more of her books and I look forward to meeting her in February 2020.

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“What the hell did you pack in these boxes? Rocks?” Sean Meirlach shifted the heavy moving box on his shoulder. Sean looked and sounded like the Jersey Shore guy he was, brawny and blunt.

“Books,” Ben replied. “You know, those rectangular paper things? Ever read one?” The teasing was good-natured. Ben Nolan had spent most of his summers working for his cousin’s mom, and they were thick as thieves. Which, Ben reflected, was a poor analogy for an ex-cop-turned-former-private-investigator. And now, at least for this summer, a vacation rental manager in beautiful Cape May, New Jersey.

“Yes, dumbass. I’ve read lots of books. And not just the ones with pictures in them,” Sean said with a smirk. Sean played up his bad boy persona, but Ben knew his cousin had plenty of brains, hustle, and street smarts.

“Good to know. I’d hate to have to break it to Aunt Meg that her favorite son was illiterate.”

Sean snorted. “Favorite son? I’m her only son, asshole. And she’s already pissed at me because I just want to run my food truck in Wildwood. Which is why you’re doing me a huge solid, taking over the family business.”

“Whoa, there! Hold up. I’m here for the summer. Just the summer. I said I’d see how it went. No promises.”

“Just the summer? You sure brought a lot of shit with you if it’s just for the summer.” Sean set the box down a little harder than necessary on a table in the upstairs apartment over the rental office, which would be Ben’s home for the next few months. Ben dumped the tangle of odds and ends he had carried up from the rented van and flopped onto the couch. He had put most of his things in storage when he left Newark and brought what he didn’t want to do without, or what the apartment didn’t have. Sean had driven the truck up to Cape May, while Ben drove his black Mustang, packed to the roof.

He owed Sean a lot for helping him move—and, if truth be told, for pushing him as the perfect candidate for the job to Aunt Meg.

“Don’t screw up the master plan, dude!” Sean chided. “You’re sick of the big city and getting shot. And I need a little of that good life, somewhere not quite as buttoned-down.” He reached for a bottle of water and took a swig. “I love this town, but I need to stretch my wings. And the vibe in Wildwood is different. People come for the Pier and the Boardwalk and the rides. More singles, not just families. And they all have to eat!”

Sean’s truck, Put A Ring On It, specialized in kickass onion rings, which went on everything—burgers, hot dogs, chicken wings, even chili. The combination of great food, a catchy name, and Sean’s outgoing personality had made for a very successful launch.