Cozy Domestic Thrillers

When The Parlour opens up in town, domestic diva Sophie Winston finally has a place to satisfy her cravings for all things tea and crumpet related. And the shop serves as the perfect place for the ladies of the town to gather and gossip, especially since it's conveniently located right across the street from the new antique store run by the handsome and charming Robert Johnson. But speculation around Robert really boils over when he's found dead - a victim of poisoning after attending a literacy fundraiser at The Parlour the night before.

Peter's first play is having its world premiere at Pleasant Woods's community theater. His handsome one and only, JP, has the lead. Rehearsals have begun. And New York City's award-winning, hotshot helmer, Xander Sherwood Deva, is directing. Unfortunately the controlling, arrogant, poison-barbed, egomaniacal diva has everyone on edge. No wonder he finally pushes someone over it . . .

Domestic diva Sophie Winston is getting into the Halloween spirit; her decorations for a community haunted house are so good, it's scary. Not to be outdone, rival domestic diva Natasha is throwing a spooktacular Halloween party at her house. But when Sophie arrives, she discovers one of Natasha's guests dead in a Halloween display and a pale, fanged partygoer fleeing the scene.

Determined not to be a garden-variety diva, Sophie Winston's neighbor Natasha cultivates a plan to shine on television - using Sophie's backyard. As the cast and crew of the makeover show Tear It Up with Troy bulldoze through her backyard - and vacation - Sophie retreats to her perennial boyfriend Wolf's to replace a dead rose bush. But her tender deed goes awry when she digs up a purse belonging to Wolf's missing wife

Blanche White is working as a temporary cook and housekeeper for a right-wing Massachusetts gubernatorial candidate, Alistair Brindle, when someone tries to blackmail him. It's an ugly mess that Brindle's political team is eager to sweep under the carpet and that Blanche can't resist cleaning up herself...especially after a young black man is killed who knew too much about Brindle's dirty laundry. Her investigation raises dark secrets involving sex, environmental contamination, and political corruption, difficult stains that someone is trying to remove with murder.

Florrie Butterfield—eighty-seven, one-legged, and of cheerful disposition—believes there can't be any more adventures or surprises in life to experience. Yet one midsummer’s evening, there’s an accident at Babbington Hall—the adult residence where she lives—so shocking and strange that Florrie is suspicious; is this really an accident?

Jessica Fletcher must tread lightly when investigating a homegrown homicide...

Island life suits Susan, and she can’t imagine ever moving from her beloved Isle of Wight. So it gives her real pleasure to see her young lodger Colette settle in to life by the sea, especially knowing that she has such a troubled past.

After her husband's plane goes down in a WWII battle, a poor nurse becomes the wealthiest widow in town. And she never leaves her mansion for 70 years. When estate sale organizer Audrey Nealon enters the Tate Mansion after the widow's death, she discovers nothing's been changed since the day the house was built. Why did the heiress and her maid eat canned soup and read used paperbacks surrounded by magnificent art and antiques? Why were the house and its contents bequeathed to a small local charity?

A stranger died to save you...now it’s your turn. Meet Beth Turner. From the outside she looks like any other 33-year-old woman, with a gorgeous house and beautiful daughter. But Beth has a secret that has haunted her past for as long as she can remember. A secret that only those closest to her know. Aged seven, she almost drowned on a family holiday...and a stranger died saving her life. Survivor's guilt has been the defining characteristic of her life ever since.

Full House bei den Gasperlmaiers! Die bereits erwachsenen Kinder kehren mit ihren Familien zurück ins elterliche Nest und auch außerhalb des Gasperlmaier-Hauses geht es rund: Zuerst geschieht ein Unfall mit Todesfolge, dann gräbt ein Hund nicht etwa ein Stöckchen, sondern eine Leiche aus dem Schnee. Dass es Franz Gasperlmaier bei seinen Ermittlungen mit Männern zu tun bekommt, die sich mit Frauenhass brüsten, jemand um jeden Preis Altausseer Immobilien ergattern will und ein Hauch von Marihuanaduft in der Luft liegt, lässt seinen Vorsatz, es ruhiger anzugehen, gehörig wackeln.

Тетя Вита и представить не могла, что за ней будут следить. И не только за ней, но и за приятельницей. А причина тому — консервная банка, которую дамы купили в обычном продуктовом магазине. Что не так с этой банкой шпрот? В чем ее секрет? Неужели там что-то спрятано? В этом могут разобраться Даша и ее компания.

Quinn Bailey has absolutely no interest in sleuthing again any time soon. No way, no how. After her first foray into the dark world of private investigations almost derailed her career, Quinn is intent on staying laser-focused on finally becoming a doctor of audiology. With her big-girl job all lined up and graduation mere weeks away, her plan is just about to pay off. But her best friend, wily, headstrong PI Sloan McKenzie - has other plans.

Mystery and heartbreak await estate sale organizer Audrey Nealon when she accepts a lucrative new job in a posh New Jersey town. Eager to settle their mother's estate and close the door on their elegant family home, the Eskew children hire Audrey to run an estate sale as their mother lies dying, tended by a home health aide. Every day Audrey works in the house, she discovers another valuable artwork and another family secret.

The war hero returns home with his dog, Wicked. Both have been injured. Their welcome should be pretty straightforward, but not everyone likes a war hero. Maybe Kelly’s son, Cash, should have stayed in Afghanistan. At least there he knew who the enemy was! All Kelly and Mike want to do is help Cash recuperate from his injuries. They never planned on becoming involved with a kidnapping. Good to have guard dogs when you need them.