Panic Broom

As the town of Greenwich, Connecticut, counts down to a spooky celebration on October 31st, a horrifying murder leaves Melanie Travis pawing for clues in a hair-raising game of trick-or-treat . . . With just a few days left before Halloween, every...

Riches to rags. ... Old cases never die. ... Love spans decades, ... even if unrequited!With her estranged husband still pestering her, Doreen is looking for a new case to keep her interest and to help her dodge Mack and his brother’s scolding...

I'm finally coming to terms with the fact I can speak to animals, even though the only one who ever talks back is the crabby tabby I've taken to calling Octo-Cat. What I haven't quite worked out is how to hide my secret . . . Now one of the associ...

I never signed up to be a private investigator with a snarky, talking cat for a partner, but there's no backing down now. Especially considering a prominent politician was murdered pretty much right in my backyard. The only witnesses were the senat...

A holiday murder mystery from the Agatha Award finalist: "Series fans will enjoy spending time with these appealing folks and their dogs." —Publishers Weekly With a demanding teaching job and five poodles scampering around the house, Melanie...

Critics call the series “a laugh-out-loud, whimsical adventure full of tasty Italian dishes and adorable cats!”Anna Romano is a middle-aged, Italian woman who is also a successful published author, a cat-mama, and an excellent cook with ...

Someone murdered St Margaret's famed chef.The ghosts didn't see a thing.Can Natalie solve the crime?As Oxford's new Head of Ceremonies, Natalie's first task is to organise St Margaret's autumn gala. However, her plans are dashed when she finds the c...

Christmas is fast approaching, and around the Inn, Suzy and Josie are looking forward to relaxing and enjoying the holiday season with their friends and family. But when a box of puppies is dropped off on their doorstep on a frigid night, the chain ...

I was just your normal twenty-something with seven associate degrees and no idea what I wanted to do with my life. That is, until I died . . . Well, almost. As if a near-death experience at the hands of an old coffeemaker wasn't embarrassing enough...