A New Place, Another Murder A Sheridan Hendley Mystery Book 1 by Christa Nardi Genre: Cozy Mystery
Sometimes you need to be careful what you wish for. Pretty much settled into her new home in Appomattox with Brett and his daughter, Sheridan longs for something to keep her busy. That is, until Maddie and her new friend are framed for theft and murder. Not quite the distraction she had hoped for, but she’ll turn over every rock to prove their innocence. In the process, she learns about the powerful Buchanan family and the history of the local community. Will the truth come out before the person calling the shots takes Sheridan and Maddie out of the picture? Goodreads * Amazon
Dogs and More Dogs, Another Murder A Sheridan Hendley Mystery Book 2
An abandoned house, an abundance of dogs. And a dead body or two. Sheridan Hendley’s volunteer position at Pets and Paws takes a new turn when more than twenty malnourished dogs are found at a rundown house on the outskirts of town. When the body of an elderly woman is found amidst mountains of clutter in the house, a search of the property leads to startling revelations. And another body. While Herman Stoneham’s death is deemed natural causes, his wife’s is not. Where did all the dogs come from and who’s responsible for Justine’s untimely death? Are the two connected? With dogs and murder at stake, Sheridan can’t help but get involved in the investigation. Goodreads * Amazon
Old Friends and New, Another Murder A Sheridan Hendley Mystery Book 3
A touch of nostalgia, a murder, and good friends. When a former colleague is implicated in his neighbor’s demise, Sheridan Hendley returns to Cold Creek to prove his innocence. Annoying as Max can be, she can’t imagine the quirky professor is capable of murder. Unfortunately, not everyone shares her opinion. Of course, it doesn’t help that Max threatened his neighbor in a public place soon before the man was murdered. Or that the victim’s drug shipments had a habit of turning up on Max’s doorstep. Goodreads * Amazon
Christa Nardi is an accomplished author of cozy mysteries. Christa’s background is in higher education and psychology, much as her protagonist, Sheridan Hendley in the Cold Creek mystery series. She has always loved mysteries – reading them, writing them, and solving them. Christa is a member of Sisters in Crime. Website * Facebook * Twitter * Bookbub * Amazon * Goodreads
Sicarii: Part I by Adrienne Wilder Genre: MM Romantic Suspense
When Ben Corbin’s uncle is murdered, he comes into possession of information about the man responsible for the death of his mother and father. A man his uncle appeared to be hunting. Now Ben wants to finish what his uncle began. Jacob Moser fell into a cycle of drugs and abuse. His will broken, his life destroyed, he had no hope of survival. But the man who saved him is no angel; rather, the remnants left behind when all the complexities of what makes a person human are stripped away, leaving the darkest parts of a man. Marcel Serghi lives by the rules of his House. Rules ingrained in him as a child under the most brutal conditions meant to hone him into a perfect killer. And throughout his life, he has made vicious enemies. Now innocent lives have been swept up into a storm of revenge against him. But Marcel isn’t going to save them. He’s going to change them. Because life is a gift.
When Ben Corbin’s uncle is murdered, he comes into possession of information about the man responsible for the death of his mother and father. A man his uncle appeared to be hunting. Now Ben wants to finish what his uncle began. Jacob Moser fell into a cycle of drugs and abuse. His will broken, his life destroyed, he had no hope of survival. But the man who saved him is no angel; rather, the remnants left behind when all the complexities of what makes a person human are stripped away, leaving the darkest parts of a man. Marcel Serghi lives by the rules of his House. Rules ingrained in him as a child under the most brutal conditions meant to hone him into a perfect killer. And throughout his life, he has made vicious enemies. Now innocent lives have been swept up into a storm of revenge against him. But Marcel isn’t going to save them. He’s going to change them. Because life is a gift.
When Ben Corbin’s uncle is murdered, he comes into possession of information about the man responsible for the death of his mother and father. A man his uncle appeared to be hunting. Now Ben wants to finish what his uncle began. Jacob Moser fell into a cycle of drugs and abuse. His will broken, his life destroyed, he had no hope of survival. But the man who saved him is no angel; rather, the remnants left behind when all the complexities of what makes a person human are stripped away, leaving the darkest parts of a man. Marcel Serghi lives by the rules of his House. Rules ingrained in him as a child under the most brutal conditions meant to hone him into a perfect killer. And throughout his life, he has made vicious enemies. Now innocent lives have been swept up into a storm of revenge against him. But Marcel isn’t going to save them. He’s going to change them. Because life is a gift.
I am a writer of contemporary and speculative fiction and artist of all things monster. I live to create new worlds and the people in them. Several of my books have been best sellers both nationally and internationally. I have also been a finalist in the LAMDA awards, the “Oscars” of gay literary works. I do my best to write original stories with powerful characters and emotion as well as a fast-paced plot. My goal isn’t just to deliver a good story but to take the reader into the story and let them experience the characters as if they are right there with them. While almost all my books have a romantic element, I will be the first to admit, they are not traditional romance. In fact, I’d like to think there is nothing traditional about them. And the stories I paint are done so way outside the lines of traditional genres. One of my favorite things to do as a writer is push the boundaries of what makes a story and to deliver the unexpected and maybe even change the perspective of the reader. My characters are more often than not, beautifully flawed, not always the good guy, and make mistakes. Their stories will take dark turns which, in the end, make the light at the end of the tunnel all the brighter. If you’re looking for something different, exciting, and unique, my books are for you. Website * Facebook * Readers Group * Twitter * Instagram * Bookbub * Amazon * Goodreads * DeviantArt * Patreon * Newsletter
When Marcel first allowed things to become physical between them, Jacob spent his money on the best slacks and silk shirts. Marcel didn’t give him a large allowance. The idea Jacob found a need to spend it in order to impress him was pleasing, but not important. Jacob did not need fancy clothes to make him beautiful. Besides, the fancy clothes had not erased his self-doubt, his thoughts of inadequacy, the secret fear he would never, could never not be loved. All of those things played in the way he moved, how he looked around a room, clenched his fists, swallowed hard, the sweat on his brow, the jump of muscle in his jaw. Marcel read these facts as if they’d been written in print. Just like he read Jacob’s past in the faint white lines left behind on his body from years of mistreatment. A man or woman of worth did not mistreat the lives given to him. Whether taken as a gift or sacrificed in the flesh. They were meant to be cherished, each one special and unique. No. Jacob didn’t need fancy clothes because you could not give more value to something already priceless.
“Close the door.” Jacob did. The room was large enough to leave plenty of floor space between the king-sized bed and the wardrobe. A full bathroom occupied the alcove on the right side. On the left, a set of windows. From the outside, those windows appeared as any other in the house. But on the inside they were covered just like the walls, ceiling, floor, and door, in acoustic paneling. Even if someone stood right outside, a scream was nothing more than a muted hum. All the pain, suffering, and hate festering in Jacob could manifest in ear-shattering pleas, and no one would hear. Marcel had hoped to have emptied him of those feelings by now, but the well inside Jacob was deep and reluctant to give up the terrible things it housed. One day though, one day, Marcel would find a way to scrape the last of those festering thoughts from Jacob’s soul and leave them in the sun to rot. Not because Marcel cared, but because weakness was a terrible disease to be inflicted with. A sickness no human should suffer. Jacob exhaled a shuddering breath. The flush across his cheeks darkened. His lips parted. The bulge in the front of his jeans strained. But he would wait in silence, struggling to remain still, as long as Marcel wanted. On occasion, it was hours. Today wasn’t one of those days. Today, Jacob needed what Marcel could give him.
Grace’s Ghosts by Stephenie Wilson Peterson Genre: Middle Grade Fantasy
Twelve-year-old Grace and her feline best friend, Midnight, have a secret: Midnight is a ghost. But then again, so are the rest of Graces’ friends. Since she’s the only person in hundreds of years with the ability to see them, the many ghosts of Tansy have flocked to Grace since birth. She doesn’t mind. She prefers the company of the dead to that of the cliquey kids at school. Grace is happy with her strange life, until one day, the ghosts tell her about the secret her town has hidden for centuries. There’s a reason there are more ghosts than living people in Tansy. Three-hundred years ago, a lonely witch cast a spell that mistakenly trapped the soul of every person to ever set foot in the tiny town. So when the spirits beg her to find a way to break the curse, Grace is eager to help. As she searches for answers, Grace makes discoveries about the secret her family hid for generations and a world of magic hidden in her own backyard. Grace soon realizes that if she succeeds in breaking the curse, she’ll lose Midnight and all of her ghost friends, but if she fails, everyone living in Tansy will face the same fate. Can Grace break the curse before it’s too late?Add to GoodreadsAmazon * B&NBook Trailerhttps://youtu.be/v7jEfg_Ep3o
Semi-nomadic, Stephenie and her family currently live near Raleigh, North Carolina. Her kids are Texans at heart and Stephenie and her husband grew up just outside of Seattle. Stephenie writes, creates art, and homeschools her three amazing kids. Stephenie loves to hike with her family and drink lots and lots of coffee. Website * Facebook * Twitter * Instagram * Amazon * Goodreads
I’d never been afraid of ghosts. Actually, it was quite the opposite. I was more comfortable with the dead than with the living. The many ghosts of the tiny mountain town of Tansy had followed me as long as I could remember. Ghosts, unlike people, never bothered me a bit. It was the living, with their cliques and their judgment, who made my skin crawl. Sixth grade hadn’t been easy for me. Not that any year of my education had been pleasant. Let’s just say that kids who see the dead weren’t exactly considered cool at my school. My outsider status with the living was well-established: I was the strange kid who talked to people who weren’t there. But the living citizens of my town were the ones who were missing an entire world. I was the only one who knew Tansy’s biggest secret. You’re never truly alone in this town. Though few people live here, thousands spent their afterlives here. I managed to avoid uttering a single word to another living person for the first half of my last day of sixth grade. Slouching in my chair in the back row, I hoped to go unnoticed by the other kids. Less than three hours of school remained before summer freed me from their torment for eight whole weeks. Most of the time, I didn’t mind my outsider status. I had friends. They just lacked heartbeats. It was hard to be the weird girl in school, but I always had my cat, Midnight, by my side, rubbing up against my ankles when some bratty kid tormented me. Midnight was dead. He didn’t run in front of a car, die of old age, or get attacked by a coyote in the woods. He had always been dead, at least as long as I’d known him. Midnight was a ghost.
Secret at Skull House Secrets and Scrabble Book 2 by Josh Lanyon Genre: M/M Cozy Mystery
Ellery Page is back–and poking his elegant nose into trouble again! Unlike everyone else in Pirate’s Cove, Ellery Page, aspiring screenwriter, reigning Scrabble champion, and occasionally clueless owner of the village’s only mystery bookstore, is anything but thrilled when famed horror author Brandon Abbott announces he’s purchased legendary Skull House and plans to live there permanently. Ellery and Brandon have history. Their relationship ended badly and the last thing Ellery wants is a chance to patch things up–especially when his relationship with Police Chief Jack Carson is just getting interesting. But then, maybe Brandon isn’t all that interested in getting back together either, because he seems a lot more interested in asking questions about the bloodstained past of his new home than discussing a possible future with Ellery. What is Brandon really up to? Ellery will have to unscramble that particular puzzle post haste. Because after his former flame disappears following their loud and public argument, Ellery seems to be Police Chief Carson’s first–and only–suspect. ***This story contains no on-screen sex or violenceAdd to GoodreadsAmazon * Apple * B&N * Google * Smashwords
Murder at Pirate’s Cove Secrets and Scrabble Book 1
First in an adorable new cozy series! Ellery Page, aspiring screenwriter, Scrabble champion and guy-with-worst- luck-in-the-world-when-it-comes-to-dating, is ready to make a change. So when he learns he’s inherited both a failing bookstore and a falling-down mansion in the quaint seaside village of Pirate’s Cove on Buck Island, Rhode Island, it’s full steam ahead! Sure enough, the village is charming, its residents amusingly eccentric, and widowed police chief Jack Carson is decidedly yummy (though probably as straight as he is stern). However, the bookstore is failing, the mansion is falling down, and there’s that little drawback of finding rival bookseller– and head of the unwelcoming-committee–Trevor Maples dead during the annual Buccaneer Days celebration. Still, it could be worse. And once Police Chief Carson learns Trevor was killed with the cutlass hanging over the door of Ellery’s bookstore, it is. **This story contains NO on-screen sex or violence.Goodreads * Amazon
Josh Lanyon is the author of over sixty titles of classic Male/Male fiction featuring twisty mystery, kickass adventure and unapologetic man-on-man romance. Her work has been translated into eleven languages. The FBI thriller Fair Game was the first Male/Male title to be published by Harlequin Mondadori, the largest romance publisher in Italy. Stranger on the Shore (Harper Collins Italia) was the first M/M title to be published in print. In 2016 Fatal Shadows placed #5 in Japan’s annual Boy Love novel list (the first and only title by a foreign author to place). The Adrien English Series was awarded All Time Favorite Male/Male Series in the 2nd Annual contest held by the 20,000+ Goodreads M/M Group. Josh is an Eppie Award winner, a four-time Lambda Literary Award finalist (twice for Gay Mystery), and the first ever recipient of the Goodreads M/M Hall of Fame award. Josh is married and lives in Southern California. Website * Facebook * Twitter * Instagram * Amazon * Goodreads
Sailor Take Warning The Painted Lady Inn Mysteries Book 11 by M K Scott Genre: Cozy Mystery
The commissioner banned citizen interference in police investigations, but that’s never stopped Donna before and won’t stop her now. A race yacht has capsized. A millionaire has gone missing. If that and the involvement of a would-be psychic aren’t reason enough to worry, adding Donna’s meddling mother to the mix will jeopardize Legacy’s reputation even further. Can Donna rein in the chaos before it spells disaster for everyone involved?
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M. K. Scott is the husband and wife writing team behind The Painted Lady Inn Mysteries. Morgan K Wyatt is the general wordsmith, while her husband, Scott, is the grammar hammer and physics specialist. He uses his engineering skills to explain how fast a body falls when pushed over a cliff and various other felonious activities. The Internet and experts in the field provide forensic information, while the recipes and B and B details require a more hands on approach. Morgan’s daughter, who manages a hotel, provides guest horror stories to fuel the plot lines. The couple’s dog, Chance, is the inspiration behind Jasper, Donna’s dog. Murder Mansion is the first book in The Painted Lady Inn Mysteries. Overall, it is a fun series to create and read. Drop Dead Handsome is the second book in the series. Website * Blog * Facebook * Twitter * Instagram * Bookbub * Amazon * Goodreads
The round golden sun glistened in the pristine blue skies rather like a Christmas ornament, except it was May. The low hum of the waves punctuated with an occasional childish scream of joy as a child met the ocean for the first time provided background sound. Donna Tollhouse, innkeeper, and her sister-in-law Maria stood on The Painted Lady Inn’s wraparound porch while peering in the direction of the ocean, which would have been visible if the trees hadn’t leafed out so much.
“I could help with your regatta-themed dishes,” Maria offered with a grin.
There were a few more screams, not so childish but equally playful. Donna, who had been holding Baby Cici, her niece, cut her eyes to her sister-in-law Maria and asked, “Did they hire another half dozen hot life guards this year?”
“Oh, my!” Maria rolled her eyes and waved her hand in front of her face as if the thought heated her up. “You should see them. I doubt they’ll be here long. Most probably aspire to be models or actors.”
“Well then,” Donna began, then cast a mischievous glance behind her where her husband, Mark, was seated in one of the wicker chairs reading the local newspaper. “It’s been quite a while since I’ve taken a stroll on the beach.”
Mark lowered his newspaper to reply, “I’ll be more than glad to take a walk on the beach with you. No reason for you to join the mob of Legacy women drooling over boys young enough to be your son.”
A derisive snort erupted from Maria. “There’s a female lifeguard, or maybe two, attracting all the old geezers’ attention.”
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