Cozy Mystery Comedy

When Izzy agreed to become an undercover poison taster, she didn't anticipate that it might involve driving around the streets of Los Angeles with a corpse in the trunk. Because the police asked her to. She also didn't think finding a body together could be considered a bonding experience until she met Connor's family. But fate delights in marking its territory all over Izzy's expectations. And this time she'll be caught between the powers of Homeland Security, an evil human trafficking ring, and the Taste Society all working toward different ends....

They’re both aiming for Best in Show—but first they’ll have to survive each other. SHELBY: As a Houston pageant princess, I’m used to turning heads—especially when it comes to my perfectly groomed Shih Tzu, Princess. The annual Sweetwater Dog Show is our chance to dazzle the judges and sweep the competition. Then Weston Tate barges onto the scene with his rowdy Blue Heeler, stomping all over my grand entrance. Our dogs can’t stand each other, and apparently neither can we. But when a string of strange mishaps threatens to shut down the show, we’re forced to team up and sniff ...

"You look as though you need a holiday, Trench.” Old Tom encourages Trench to take a holiday to the Bayview Guest House in sunny Clayton-on-Sea, primarily to see if he can discover anything of a previous guest there, a certain Eleanor. But as Trench steps into the guest house, he finds it curious to say the least. An old-fashioned atmosphere seems to permeate through the very walls. The vintage colour television in the lounge looks like it hails from the 1970s. There is no mobile telephone coverage, and don’t even think about a Wi-Fi signal. Trench considers his fellow guests and ...

A shoebox has appeared on Trench's desk at the Stokeham Herald - he has no idea of how it came to be there. Trench opens the box to reveal three wooden dolls. Trench looks at the dolls. Two boys and a girl. Their clothes are dishevelled and bedraggled. Their wooden faces are dark and stained with age. He looks into their eyes. Somehow Trench knows that they were once, perhaps a lifetime ago, much loved. Trench wonders what the dolls would say if they could speak. He places the lid back upon the shoebox. He decides to take the dolls to Old Tom, with a hope to discover just what their story, ...

Love is in the air, so Editor Law introduces a ‘Loved Up’ section to the Stokeham Herald. Trench and Old Tom can’t help thinking that one particular Loved Up message seems slightly strange. Why did David send the message so close to his big day? Why is he paying for the whole wedding? And is there more to his fiancé’s relationship with their wedding planner than is rightfully proper? Old Tom begins to believe that love can be a many suspicious thing...

“Our vendetta will end Thomas, one way or another...” Mandrake challenges his old friend and Trench to locate him within 48 hours. If they don’t, Mandrake will die from a time-activated self-inflicted poison. If Trench can find him and administer the antidote in time, Mandrake has vowed that his feud with Old Tom will be finally over. Trench’s current assignment and a faint trail of clues lead him to the Riverside Hospital and a memory-sapping conspiracy. Can Trench solve the medical mystery and save Mandrake before it’s too late? “Our vendetta will end, one way or another...”

Winifred Fassbinder was raised on a Pennsylvania farm that has been in her family since the 1700s. As the last surviving Fassbinder, however, she now resides at Royall Crest, an upscale 55-and-over slice of Heaven…or at least its residents hope Heaven can live up to their cushy lives at Royall Crest. But Winnie, who tries to be as uninvolved in other people’s lives as possible, has begun to wonder if some of the Charter Members at Royall Crest aren’t finding out about the real Heaven in oddly increasing numbers. As a Charter Member herself, Winnie figures it might be time she does a ...

Hollywood ghostwriter Stewart “Hoagy” Hoag has chronicled the rise, fall, and triumphant return of many a celebrity. At last he’s enjoying his own, very welcome second act. After hitting a creative slump, Hoagy has found inspiration again. Ensconced with his faithful but cowardly basset hound, Lulu, on a Connecticut farm belonging to his ex-wife, Oscar-winning actress Merilee Nash, he’s busy working on a new novel. He’s even holding out hope that he and Merilee might get together again. Life is simple and fulfilling - which of course means it’s time for complications.

After taking a gig with her grandfather - the Don of the Italian mafia - Lacey Luzzi has been in for a wild ride. Stolen property, rogue weddings and uncomfortable Family dinners - she's seen it all. However this time, when Carlos interrupts Lacey's sugar-induced nap with a phone call, he gives her an assignment that sends her skidding into a place she least expects: the local spa.

Avery Shaw is in a funny spot. Her best friend is pregnant, her cousin's girlfriend is up to something, and her boyfriend has serious issues on the brain. When teenager Sierra Jackson goes missing, Avery is in a unique position to scoop everyone. The girl's fighting family is more concerned with a messy divorce and pointing fingers than helping find Sierra, so Avery becomes obsessed with discovering her whereabouts on her own.

Life is changing for Avery Shaw. She's searching for a house with her boyfriend Eliot so they can officially move in together. She's been gifted special passes to Macomb County's comic book convention - and she couldn't be more excited. She's also been put in charge of her most hated enemy at work, and the power is going straight to her head. When Eliot lets Avery visit the convention center early, the duo stumble across a dead body and Avery's happy week is thrown into turmoil.

A haunted mansion in a beautiful town… A chilling ghost awaiting for his next prey… Throw in a newbie witch realtor! FREE on Kindle Unlimited! Fio Valentine is starting to settle into her sometimes vexing job in the Haunted and Hexed Properties Management Department of Quest Realty, but when her friend Suze invites her on a weekend trip to Santa Barbara, she’s less than excited about visiting yet another haunted house. Rumored to be hosting the ghost of a wealthy businessman, the mansion could hold a clue to the disappearance of Chris Adams, the older brother of her foxy boss Jack, ...

Izzy, her boyfriend, and her holiday-crashing neighbor, Etta, are off to the driest, flattest, and most infertile inhabited continent on earth - where even the cutest of creatures might try to kill you. But that’s only the beginning of their problems. A Taste Society courier goes missing. And 26 hours after Izzy lands in Australia, a crocodile is found dead. With a human corpse inside. Not quite the start to her relaxing holiday she’d been hoping for.

With matrimony barreling down on her, she needs a distraction, and she gets it in the form of a warning. Apparently, she’s on the hit list for a local dealer who is trying to move in on turf she’s responsible for cleaning up, and news that she could be marked for death has her fiancé Eliot Kane in a tailspin. She wants her happily ever after, and she’s determined nothing is going to stop her...not even death. Strap in and get ready, because Avery Shaw is taking no prisoners. Not this time.

An ax murder leaves Franki less than jazzed.... Jazz Fest is in full swing in The Big Easy, but PI Franki Amato is singing the blues. The owner of an historic Italian grocery and deli is murdered in a manner eerily reminiscent of the Axeman of New Orleans, a notorious serial killer who hasn’t struck in over a century, and someone Franki knows has been arrested for the crime. Adding to her distress, Franki, her mom, and her meddling Sicilian nonna finally meet her fiancé’s family, but the tone of their encounter is decidedly downbeat.

I must have missed the "Santa Clause"… When I won an all-inclusive vacation to a luxury mountain resort over the holidays after entering a sweepstakes on the back of my cereal box, I assumed it was Fate announcing it was finally Merri Bianchi’s time to relax and have a little fun. But you know what they say about assumptions.... As it turns out I neglected to read the fine print, aka the "Santa Clause," and now I’m dressed as an Elf working my red-and-white striped stockings off at Santa’s Toyshop to make sure every parent finds the perfect gift for their precious little snowflake ...

Tempest Michaels is back! His office burned down, his love life is a joke, and he is convinced he is getting fat. It's the perfect time for a new case, then. The client is the son of a man who was killed in freak accident - struck by lightning. That doesn't sound very paranormal until you learn that he was inside his house when it happened and his heart exploded out of his chest. There are eldritch runes drawn on the victim’s house and his wife has been seen colluding with a mysterious old crone. Is there witchcraft being practiced in the nearby village of East Malling? The client certainly thinks so.

Lew Fonesca is still a freelance process server, still has his office behind a Dairy Queen in Sarasota, and is still the friend of the poor and outcast. Now, he has two more cases he doesn't want, cases that will lead unerringly to the discovery of murder.

Charlie (a werewolf), Dorothy (a vampire), and Neil (a wizard) have a new flatmate. The bad news is, she's a human. The even worse news is, she's an investigative reporter. Susan Hall has just joined The Bugle, and is looking to make a name for herself.

A tricky art theft and talking teacup… Throw in a perky ghost and a perkier toddler! FREE on Kindle Unlimited! When a slightly tricky art theft takes place in an upscale Upper East Side neighborhood, Mandy and Rick are called in to crack the case. With their daughter Sophie and Mandy’s ghost pal Jackie in tow, the USCAB duo tackle a baffling switcheroo. An art dealer’s pricey Japanese vase has been replaced with a cheap fake and an attempted murder complicates the situation. The only witness: a talking teacup. Can Mandy coax the spirit of an ancient Samurai with a fuzzy memory to ...