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ORIGINAL STORY, WRITTEN BY A HUMAN Get ready for the thrilling conclusion to P.G. Robertson's Saltwater Crimes Trilogy and the return of the captivating Detective Ange Watson. After the messy Gold Coast affair, Ange is certain that the syndicate has eyes and ears everywhere, thwarting her every move. Forced south to Sydney, Ange soon picks up the trail of her deadly nemesis. It seems that drug trafficking isn’t the only game in town… With the help of her colleagues and an unlikely ally, Ange dives into the murky world of cryptocurrency and NFTs, exploring the dangerous waters where ...

They say nothing compares to striking gold… well, that person was never pregnant with twins and launching a PI business! Join all the usual suspects in gold country as Kate and Vicente Domingo take a romp in his old town, Golden,…oh–and a dead body or two are sure to appear! Can Kate solve her most dangerous case before the killer strikes again?

Something is up with Lorcan. And I’m fairly sure I’m not just imagining things—he’s been distracted, working later than usual, appears exhausted, and was that vanilla perfume I smelled on him? Regardless of what’s going on with the undead nuisance, I’ve got my own problems to deal with. Namely, I’ve been pinpointed as the main suspect in a murder! I know—as if I have the time or the interest to kill someone. Ridiculous. Anyway, before this situation gets any worse, I need to prove my innocence, stat. Just how am I going to do that? Stick around and find out…

Paranormal Women’s Fiction from bestsellers HP Mallory and JR Rain! I’ve been hired to protect the weregator community, just outside Misty Hollow, from whatever is living in the swamp—something that continues to claim lives. Why would a group of machismo gators need the protection of a woman like me? Easy—I’m a gorgon, and with my stare that can turn any creature into stone, I’m basically at the top of the supernatural food chain. But when six more weregator youth go missing, we all realize there’s something inside the swamp that’s bigger than all of us. In fear for our ...

ORIGINAL STORY, WRITTEN BY A HUMAN If you enjoy evocative and suspenseful police mysteries, then you'll love the Detective Ange Watson Thrillers. Detective Ange Watson thought she was riding high after two major wins. She’d cracked open a human trafficking ring, rescuing vulnerable young women, and as a bonus, dismantled an illegal cannabis operation along the way. For a brief moment, it felt like justice had prevailed. But the celebration was short-lived. A shadowy cover-up is unravelling, and instead of pursuing the real criminals, Ange’s superiors seem hell-bent on silencing her. ...

Elle faces her most difficult case yet when a stolen medieval document leads them to discover a 450-year-old curse... A curse she needs to break at all costs. When a medieval document is stolen from a London import-export broker of witchcraft antiquities, the witch detective connects it to the murder and magical mayhem that has plagued two Scottish families for centuries. But the stakes are raised even higher when Elle learns that the purloined parchment is to be the ransom for two kidnapped witches. But where is it? And where are they? When Elle decides to recruit her enemy, Niall, a ...

This book is a Thriller/drama/comedy. It is a murder mystery unlike any ever written. The murders are graphic and violent. The sex scenes are also graphic. But the underlying comedy will have you laughing as you read. The book is written in a very visual style so you can picture events as they are happening.

Cold Blood is narrated by Astrid! Cold Blood: As a vampire, the last place I want to go is a town full of witches. But here I am, in the old west-themed town of Jinx Junction. Good thing I’ve got Lorcan along for the ride. So why do we find ourselves in this particular level of hell? Because my uncle, Fox Aspen, gave me explicit instructions to meet him here. Why? I have no clue. As to Jinx Junction? This town sucks the big one (and not in a cool, vampy sort of way), more like an unfriendly, witchy sort of way. Not only are the inhabitants aching to hex me but there isn’t a whole lot to...

In MI5 a scandal is brewing and there are bad actors everywhere. A key member of a Downing Street think-tank has disappeared without a trace. Claude Whelan, one-time First Desk of MI5's Regent's Park, is tasked with tracking her down. But the trail leads straight back to Regent's Park HQ itself, with its chief, Diana Taverner, as prime suspect. Meanwhile her Russian counterpart has unexpectedly shown up in London but has slipped under MI5's radar.

I’m a private investigator, not an exorcist. My new client is hearing voices. He wants me to prove he’s not losing his mind. But how do you prove an 80-year-old man has all his faculties? Turns out, he’s not the Mayor of Crazy Town. He’s another victim in the nefarious business going down in Flamingo Cove. And those a-holes now have me in their sights. My name is Wysdom Ward. These are my case files. The Snappy Senior is the third story in the Wysdom Ward Case Files. These humorous mysteries feature an over-40 wise-cracking private detective. This story contains violence that is not...

This is Book Five in the Scottsdale series....

What should you do if you discover you're dead and didn't know it? Murder Detective Kate Madding does as she always has when something emotionally challenging comes along. She throws herself into work. That's why she is known as D.I. Ghost. A serial killer is at large and she joins forces with his victims to bring him to justice. Suffering from posthumous traumatic stress when they first meet, their friendship slowly gives meaning to their afterlife, as Kate also helps her twin sister cope with her death. This is the antidote to the usual serial killer detective story. The victims are ...

Why didn't the broke yogini scrounge for investors at her high school reunion? Because change comes from within. Spare change isn't going to cut it. Thirty-seven-year-old Nicole Dudek needs beaucoup bucks and she needs them now but hitting up her former classmates to pay her rent under the guise of 'investing' in her yoga studio is wrong on too many levels. Between that and the pair of kooks she sold a dress to off CraigsList (her BFF's. Shh, she hasn't mentioned it yet.), Nic is up to her eyeballs in debt and weirdos. The bizarre incidents keep piling up and interest in Nic's yoga studio ...

It’s all fun and games at the circus...until everyone’s favorite clown winds up dead. Someone killed Clint the Clown. Madam Electra’s crystal ball could help find the murderer, but she risks exposing her own secrets in the process. Secrets that could land her on the endangered species list. Head security officer Bruno Maska has been ordered to enlist the help of the one person he suspects is hiding something - Electra. The same woman who’s been haunting his thoughts since their drunken night together.

It’s the calm before the storm… When my ex, Alton, arrived in Windy Ridge, I never thought he’d decide to stay. That was a big assumption on my part because now that Alton’s here, I can’t get him out of my business. And there’s a part of me that seems to be just fine with that. I don’t know what’s going on with this vampire physiology of mine, but it seems like I can’t keep my fangs retracted where Dean and Alton are concerned, and that’s gonna send me right into crazy territory. And what’s worse? The two of them are now working together—trying to build up some kind ...

When Sawyer learns what I am—a mermaid—he isn’t sure what to make of the fact. Worse, it seems distance is what he needs most. Even though things might be less than ideal between Sawyer and me, at least I still have a friend in Wendy. But, soon, even that relationship will see its own crisis when posters appear throughout town proclaiming I’m a criminal on the run. Although the rumors are a hoax, I feel the whole town is turning against me, Wendy included—and I can only wonder who’s to blame for the lies. Luckily for me, there’s a new man in my life named Marshall. Having just...

Relics. Risks. Revelations. Angus Darrow just wants to finish renovating his Exmouth flat. Charlotte Lockwood just wants something — anything — to distract her from the endless smell of paint. When the local museum reports missing artefacts, Charlotte takes the case. But what seems like a simple undercover job soon turns into something far more sinister. Meanwhile, Angus can’t shake the feeling that something isn’t quite right with his neighbour... As Charlotte and Angus race to uncover the truth, it’s not just missing artefacts they need to worry about… it’s staying one step ...

INSTA-LOVE LIKE YOU'VE NEVER SEEN . . . ANNABELLE WINTERS STYLE! She's a tribute for my King. But her voice makes my heart feel strange. Her eyes make my knees feel weak. Her scent makes my body tighten. When I close my eyes I see her face . . . When the storms winds blow they whisper her name . . . The gods and goddesses urge me on . . . She's yours, they shout from the clouds . . . She's yours, they whisper from the waves . . . She's yours to keep, Viking! So what will you do? What will you do, Viking?! If you've read my other novella series, you know how wild my stuff can get. It's not ...

A Felix Nightwhisker Mystery – A charmingly gritty feline noir series packed with sharp claws, sharper wit, and shadowy secrets. Step into the whiskered world of Felix Nightwhisker, a hard-boiled feline detective with a knack for uncovering secrets others would rather keep buried. Set in the moody streets of Whisker City, where alley cats barter in whispers and the scent of treachery lingers behind every fish market and fencepost, Felix prowls the night to solve the cases no one else dares touch. Each mystery delivers a tightly-woven tale of suspense, unexpected humor, and unforgettable ...

COLLEGE INSTALOVE LIKE YOU'VE NEVER SEEN. ANNABELLE WINTERS STYLE. I was almost free. Just dropped out of college, about to buy my dream ride, about to hit the open road to an unknown future out west. But then I see her standing under a tree, those delicate lashes unable to hide what I see in her big brown eyes. The eyes of a prisoner . . . Someone trapped in a life she didn't want . . . Those eyes whisper, "Save me. Set me free. Please." But I'm no white-knight savior. I'm a loner dropout whose only assets are his fists. Besides, this girl just said she's engaged! That's drama like I don't...