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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
- Jazyk
- Rok vydání
- 2003
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- Jazyk
- anglicky
- Autoři
- Helen Fielding
- Vydavatel
- Penguin
- Rok vydání
- 2003
- Vazba
- měkká
- Počet stran
- 344
- ISBN10
- 0330432923
- ISBN13
- 9780330432924
- Série
- Štítky
- Beletrie, Detektivky & Thriller, Romantika, Fantasy, Detektivky, Humor, Ženy, Současná literatura, Současná romantika, USA, Britská literatura, Velká Británie, Žurnalistika, Komedie, Špionáž, Londýn, Špionážní romány, Romantické komedie, Terorismus, Novináři, novinářky, Tajné služby, Hollywood, Klam, iluze
- První vydání
- 2003
- Původní název
- Olivia Joules and the Overactive Imagination
- Hodnocení
- 3,15 z 5
- Anotace
- 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?