Cozy Comedy

Nachdem Alison Temple entdeckt, dass ihr Ehemann sie betrügt, macht sie das, was eine sitzen gelassene Frau so tut: sie sprüht eine fiese Botschaft an ihn auf ihr Hochzeitskleid und nimmt einen Job bei dem Detektivbüro an, das ihn überführt hat. Plötzlich ist sie Ermittlerin in einer reinen Londoner Frauenagentur namens "Fitzgeralds Untersuchungsbüro", was eine einschneidende Veränderung im Vergleich zu ihrem früheren Leben bedeutet, besonders wenn man bedenkt, mit was für Leuten sie es durch ihren neuen Job zu tun bekommt.

Warning: Before you even consider listening to this, understand that this is a story about a guy that is large, feels he is in charge, and is ready to kick some butt. In truth, he is essentially deaf, almost blind, socially handicapped, and has little sense of smell to boot. Add to that his basic disregard for proper attire and you have one humorous, heartfelt, and, at times, moving story. Okay maybe not that heartfelt or moving, but it may all depend on how you look at things.

The night world of Old Town, Portland, Oregon, has gone mad in the grip of gentrification, and at the center of it all is Lucky Supreme, a seedy tattoo parlor, whose proprietor is a street-bred artist with a unique approach to problem solving. Darby Holland has enough on his radar, but when some flash (tattoo artwork) stolen from him resurfaces in California, he can't help himself. His efforts to reclaim it set him on a dangerous path, dragging along his delightfully eccentric colleagues.

The town's psychic cat, Irene Peggledrip, is being visited by a band of malevolent spirits who all claim to be murderers. The stage is set for Hettie and Tilly to solve an old murder mystery, where all the cats involved appear to be dead. Will our feline sleuths finally lay the ghosts to rest? Can Molly Bloom’s new cafe survive the seance? And will the moving claw give up its secrets before the gravy congeals? Join Hettie and Tilly for another spirited adventure.

Since she was just a little girl, Jessie Stone has dreamed up hundreds of marriage proposals and fantasized about wedding dresses and falling in love. She’s been a bridesmaid nearly a dozen times, waved numerous couples off to sunny honey-moons, and shopped in more department stores for half-price fondue pots than she cares to remember. But shopping for one key component in her own happily ever after hasn’t been as productive–a future husband. The man she thought she would marry cheated on her. The crush she has on her best friend Blake is at very best…well, crushing.

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.

Murder meets menopause. Take a guess which wins. A romantic vacation for...five? This wasn't exactly what Jessie and Wilson had in mind when they planned their trip to the tropics. The fun begins when Jessie's delightfully spry mother, Wilson's surfer dude son, and Jessie's rabidly hyperactive New York agent decide to tag along. What kind of trouble can these three oddest of odd balls possibly get into? Take a guess.

Ghosts. Do you Believe? Sophie Rhodes doesn't have a choice. She's surrounded by themDesperate to pay the bills, 29-year-old Sophie ignores the advice of her stuffy spirit-friend, Marmaduke Dodsworth, and takes a job with the handsome Dr. Callahan, an optometrist with a desperate situation of his own. The good doctor's problem? He has a spirit-friend as well: One with a fiery crush and a vicious jealous streak.

Maddi DeLuca is coming home for the holidays with her nine-year-old son, only it’s not the triumphant return she might have hoped for. She recently broke down on a reality TV baking show, letting the entire country know she feels like a colossal failure, and she can be certain her mother will remind her of all the ways she hasn’t lived up to expectations over the years.

Jerry the Joker has a new girlfriend. He knew Dixie came with baggage. She had been involved in a bank robbery, was on stage as a stripper and second banana to a magician, and had been an extra in B movies. What he didn’t know was that his new squeeze was about to be abducted by aliens. Walt and his friends inadvertently become involved in the mysteries surrounding crop circles and alien visitation, both ancient and current, and come face-to-face with the possibility that we are not alone in the universe.

Valerian hat sich aus seiner Wohnung ausgesperrt und bittet seinen Nachbarn Niko um Hilfe. Das wäre an sich nichts Außergewöhnliches, hätte dieser nicht gerade seine Frau erschossen. Niko zwingt ihn, ihm bei der Entsorgung der Leiche zu helfen, doch trotz akribischer Planung läuft die Aktion nicht so geschmiert wie erhofft. Und so folgen - mehr oder weniger unabsichtlich - noch zwei weitere Morde, und es sollten nicht die letzten sein.

Zweitausend Jahre ging die Menschheit davon aus, dass Jesus und seine Jünger beim letzten Abendmahl ordentlich Wein gebechert hätten. Ihr kennt den Unsinn mit dem Heiligen Gral. Bullshit. Es war Cervisia, benannt nach der Feldgöttin Ceres. Neudeutsch? Bier. Und zwar mit ordentlich Bums drin. Die Kirche, der Weinpapst und die württembergische Weinmafia wollen das Heilige Fass ein für allemal zerstören. Klingt wie eine Mischung aus Monty Python und Da Vinci Code? Ist es nicht. Es ist ernst. Bierernst. Gibt nur einen, der das Ding noch retten kann.

Constable Nick’s beat is modernized, with his police bike replaced by a mini-van. He gets more than he bargained for as his work draws him into closer contact with villagers, in more ways than one. There are compromising positions aplenty in this next charming installment of Aidensfield life. Nick finds himself lost in heavy fog and runs across a couple of illicit lovers trapped in their car. He advises the village grocer about his very respectable lady shoplifter and discovers how farmer Owens copes with his bossy wife.

Nick joins the Criminal Investigation Department to learn about the work of the detectives in civilian clothes. Asked to keep a watchful eye on a house thought to be used as a brothel, Nick quietly climbs the roof and sends a tile crashing through the window. When the woman inside and her five brothers attack the neighbors for causing the damage, the police turn out in force and arrest everybody. Meanwhile Nick lies low on the roof.

When the brand new husband of Skyler Ferris' client keeled over while toasting his bride, Skyler had a very bad feeling. Sure enough; the authorities quickly determined he was poisoned, which made Skyler and her Crazy Daisy Cupcake business key suspects.

Bad news comes in . . . fours? For romance author and former pool shark Jessie Hewitt it does. She hasn't written a decent sex scene in months, she hasn't shot a decent game of eight ball all year, and don't even ask about her supposed love life. And just when Jessie thinks things can't get any worse, a body lands on her car. Uber-hunky and altogether infuriating cop Wilson Rye suggests she concentrate on solving her other problems and leave the murder investigation to the experts. But does Jessie agree? Take a guess.

Annie Graceland's a baker with a pinch of psychic ability. When stressed, Annie's psychic gift/curse kicks into high gear. She's empathic; feels other people's lusts, urges and desires in her own body. Usually it's simple -- someone's craving chocolate, or lusting after the wrong guy. But since Annie discovered she could see and talk with ghosts, her life became a little more complicated.

Annie Graceland's a baker with a pinch of psychic ability. She's empathic; feels other people's lusts, urges and desires in her own body. Usually it's simple – someone's craving chocolate, or lusting after the wrong guy. But since Annie discovered she can see and talk with ghosts, her life became a little more complicated. Annie's re-entering the dating world and her friends push her to buy some new clothes. Annie meets and squares off against Edith Flowers, the world's most obnoxious department store clerk.

Private investigator Franki Amato has just turned 30, and she feels anything but festive. To add insult to birthday injury, she has to investigate a surreal strip club homicide - with her 60ish ex-stripper landlady. Adding to her troubles, she has to figure out what a missing amber pendant and a mysterious amaretto bottle have to do with the murder, not to mention why she's being followed. When a second dancer goes down and a third is threatened, Franki turns to a weird witch to crack the case and cancel a curse.

I’m out at a Halloween bash when Anthony, my obnoxious apartment manager, busts into my place and lets the dog and cat out. I'd gladly have killed him, but someone beats me to the punch. Now, I’m searching for my beloved fur baby and trying to figure out who killed my obnoxious slumlord. It’s probably for the best I don't know that Theodore, my cat, and his furry pals are running loose in the neighborhood sniffing out Anthony's killer in the middle of Halloween madness. What could possibly go wrong?