Comedy Crime Fiction

Determined to thwart her parents' plans to marry her off into Asian suburbia, Fiona seeks her freedom at any price. How far will she go to bury the Hello Kitty stereotype forever? Fiona's journey of self-discovery is biting and clever as she embraces her true nature and creates her own version of the American Dream, eliminating - without fear or remorse - anyone who stands in her way.

When gentlemen's tailor Albert Rossi hits an unsuspecting pedestrian in his Nissan Micra, he is amazed to escape the seemingly inevitable knock on the door from the police. Instead he receives a mysterious phone call from a man who tells him that his money will be left in the "usual" place. At that very moment, Albert Rossi decides to change careers. Albert Rossi’s life is about to get a whole lot more interesting....

Nick Prince just wants to go drown his sorrows at the Safari Club and pine for Beth, his lost college love. But before he can do that, his job with the U.S. Census Bureau requires him to face down reluctant respondents in the remote forests of Oregon, who repel him with everything from pit bulls to shotguns. When a chance encounter in the tiny town of Elwood lands him in the midst of a loopy polygamist clan, it sets off a wild, wacky race to save himself, his job, and his bleeding heart. You won't know whether to laugh or cry as Nick struggles to sort out the multiple warrants and women that stand between him and his sanity.

Hi, I'm God. And I have a confession to make. I live with my two best friends and the girl of my dreams, Persephone. When the opportunity knocks, we are usually down the pub having a few drinks, or we'll hang out in Christchurch Park until it gets dark then go home to do college stuff. Even though I struggle a bit financially, life is good, carefree. Well, they were. Things have started going downhill recently, from the moment I started killing people.

I am sure you have heard of "Operation Mincemeat", the ingenious plan to land a dead man on a Spanish beach - to fool the Nazis and send their jack-booted, Panzer-clad, stiff-armed, blond-haired boys up the wrong alley. Allow me to let you into a secret. I was the rehearsal, some months before hostilities began; before the unpleasantness, so to speak. I was the practice run; the "upper-class twit" sent on a wild goose chase, scattering fair Albion's imminent enemies hither and thither.

Es hätte alles so schön werden können. Dan McEvoy, knallharter Türsteher und Exsoldat, hat soeben neue Haare transplantiert bekommen...

Naive Kleinganoven mit Pechsträhne im Glück. Zwei Knastbrüder, die gerade wieder die süße Luft der Freiheit schnuppern dürfen, machen sich auf den Weg zum nächsten Coup. Doch sie werden selbst bestohlen und finden ihren Partner ermordet auf. Da taucht Maria auf, und das Blatt wendet sich.

Daniel McEvoy hat ein Problem. Der Mob ist hinter ihm her. Die Polizei auch. Dabei will der Ex-Soldat und frischgebackene Club-Besitzer doch nur gemütlich mit seiner neuen Freundin auf dem Sofa sitzen. Aus ihm völlig unbegreiflichen Gründen findet er sich plötzlich in einem Auto auf dem Grund des Hudson wieder - und muss zudem die Sprachfehler und grammatikalischen Schnitzer seiner Verfolger ertragen. Aber ein Feingeist wie er ist Kummer gewohnt.

An extravaganza of suburban noir - complete with one orgy, one brothel and a series of firearms disputes - from Adam Thirlwell, twice selected as one of Granta's Best of Young British Novelists. This yarn takes place in the suburbs of a giant city. In Brasilia they’re coming off their night shift; in Tokyo they’re having their first whisky sours. That’s what’s happening elsewhere in the world when our hero wakes up. Together with his wife and dog, he lives at home with his parents.

It’s the summer of 2015, Brooklyn. The city is sweltering from another record-breaking heat wave, this one accompanied by biblical rains. Edith, a recently retired legal librarian, and her identical twin sister, Kat, a feckless romantic who’s mistaken her own eccentricity for originality, discover something ominous in their hall closet: it seems to be phosphorescent, it’s a mushroom . . . and it’s sprouting from their wall.

They say your life flashes before your eyes right before you die. Finnick Hollins might be finding that out the hard way. With a gun pointed at the back of his head, he retraces his life starting as a child running cons with his father and ending in a stranger's house with a dead body at his feet and the chilling feel of cold steel pressed to his skull.

Bumping Off Fat Vinny is a lighthearted look at the attempts of authors Margaret Stanton, Danny Garrett, and Maria Mancuso make to do away with a scoundrel who seemingly has more lives than a cat. It confirms the old adage that the best laid plans of mice and men sometimes do, in fact, go astray.

In the seaport city of New London, Connecticut, newcomer Connor Raposo has just witnessed a gruesome motorcycle accident on Bank Street. At least he thinks it was an accident. But then he sees a familiar man - who else would wear an Elvis pompadour in this day and age? - lurking around the crime scene. Where does Connor know him from? And why does everyone he knows keep showing up dead?

Samantha Leiffer has a self-centered self-help guru for a mother, a cadre of off-kilter Greenwich Village pals, and an ambisexually-cheating ex-boyfriend. She doesn't need more grief. Then she spies two people dumping a dubious-looking ice chest into the Hudson River, and she has a chilling hunch about what's inside. Not being the kind of girl to let two psychos get away with murder, Sam sets out to unravel a mystery - and is soon being stalked by a sinister, shadowy figure who's wearing one-of-a-kind mirrored contact lenses.

Wilt Fusarium, a clueless American ad executive, unwittingly finds himself in the middle of political intrigue and revolution on the tiny island of Costa San Rica, while trying to save the ad agency's Choad Banana account. Complications and misunderstandings abound, as the island's despot leader thinks Wilt is a revolutionary, the revolutionaries think he's a government agent, the banana company thinks he's CIA, and the CIA, well, they don't know what to think.

Veronica's summer fling is flung into the fireworks of Hilton Head Island's 4th of July. She loves singing at the resort, but with a shocking ransom note to pay, who can you trust when you're new in town?

Ivan Connor's publisher has just turned down his wonderful new novel. His agent is out of ideas, and the only person to turn up at his latest reading is his mum. He's also desperately jealous of the marketable Francesca Brady, a hugely successful author of fat romantic books for fat romantic people, whose expansive hair and bright red lipstick attack him from posters everywhere he goes. But Ivan has a brilliant idea. He's going to beat Francesca at her own game....

Here, in Lynne Truss' first novel, we meet Osborne Lonsdale, a down-at-heel journalist, mysteriously attractive to women, who writes a regular celebrity interview for Come into the Garden. This week his "Me and My Shed" column will be based on the charming garden outhouse owned by TV sitcom star Angela Farmer. Unbeknownst to Osborne, driving down to Devon to interview Angela in her country retreat, the sleepy magazine has been taken over by new management.

This is the story of Ralph and Marlene. Marlene was a sexy redhead and a blonde all-in-one with a thirst to kill. She was a sexy Siamese twin, and she carried a stainless steel mallet. The couple was pretty successful at their life of crime, until they decided to go camping. That's when they came across an angry Bigfoot.

Strap on your athletic cup and grab a barf bag. The Dr. Reverend Lance Carbuncle is going to kick you square in the balls and send you on a wild ride that may or may not answer the following questions: What happens when two white trash, trailer park-dwelling, platonic life partners go on a moronic and misdirected crime spree? Can their manly love for each other endure when one of them suffers a psychological bitch-slap that renders him a homicidal maniac? Will a snaggletoothed teenage prostitute tear them apart?