Cozy Mystery Comedy

Despite it being slightly more fun than a visit to a 12th-century dentist, Stitches doesn't want to go. Tonight, Mrs. Ladle has promised them something special: a game that hasn't been played for a very long time. One that's bound to make the evening fly by. This could be the start of another adventure crammed with intrigue and weirdness and packed full of derring-do and never-before-chronicled acts of heroism and bravery.

Hier wird nach Märchenmanier gemordet! Jürgen Seibold, der Autor der beliebten Allgäu-Krimis, meldet sich mit einer neuen witzigen Krimireihe zurück. Robert Mondrian hat keine Lust mehr, Attentäter zu jagen und Staatsfeinde mit bloßen Händen aus dem Verkehr zu ziehen. Deswegen hat er Deutschlands geheimstem Geheimdienst den Rücken gekehrt, sich zur Ruhe gesetzt und eine Buchhandlung gekauft.

Inflicting Christian names like Jefferson Youll on a young lad already saddled with a surname like Patbottom is a sufficient handicap for anyone, but if you have the misfortune to be educated at Watlington County Grammar and end up as thick as a plank, life gets very tricky indeed. Settling for Jyp and braving a succession of dead-end jobs, he finds sanctuary in a government statistics department dealing with figures.

Fact: In September 1964, the Beatles, their private flight diverted by Hurricane Dora, made an unplanned visit to Key West. Fiction: Poolside at their motel, the Fab Four fell into conversation with a snappy-dressing local named Bert the Shirt, who listened as the band worked out a harmony to the most beautiful song he’d ever heard...and wouldn’t hear again for over half a century.

Narrowly missing a splat of ectoplasm - or Bernard, as he was more commonly known - Ronnie entered the shop to the clanging of the little silver bell. His brow furrowed as he absently scratched his cheek. Grendle the shopkeeper always came out after the tolling of the first bell. Always. Later on, the local press interviews the Skullenian residents after an incident at the fountain: A happy young couple has discovered a cadaver while taking a moonlit stroll through the cemetery. What links the strange events? Is anything else going to happen?

Après le succès de "Choucroute maudite" et "Bretzel Blues", une 3e enquête délirante du commissaire Franz Eberhofer. Le dîner est servi... Une tête de cochon sanglante dans le lit du juge Moratschek mène Franz Eberhofer sur la piste d'un dangereux psychopathe. Les exploits d'Hannibal Lecter ne sont rien à côté de ceux du Dr Küstner qui sévit à Niederkaltenkirchen. Il s'est échappé de prison et l'heure de la vengeance contre le juge qui l'a mis à l'ombre a sonné. De quoi plonger le commissaire Eberhofer dans une véritable détresse existentielle.

Things are starting to look up for Dorothy, Charlie and Neil. But not for long. A series of catastrophic events leads them into more trouble that they ever dreamed possible.

Still adjusting to her family's recent exoneration from the archaeological world (they stole an artifact, caused a ruckus...it's a long story), June decides to embark on a press tour to repair the image of her employer (Oxford University) and her (somewhat crazy, but altogether lovable) grandfather. When the opportunity arises to go to America to find a lost treasure belonging to the notorious outlaw Butch Cassidy, June know's it isn't something she can shy away from - even if she wasn't exactly the one who was assigned by Oxford to the task.

The Washbridge banks are in big trouble - all of their money has gone missing. If Susan can uncover what has happened, it will be The Bugle’s biggest story yet. But there are other things on Susan’s mind - like witches, werewolves, and vampires. Even though she knows they can’t possibly exist.

Phoebe, a private duty nurse, has a gift for knowing certain kinds of information that are none of her business, so when her new boss asks her to help him find and retrieve some extremely valuable items that have gone missing, she's happy to try to help. What the boss failed to disclose was who she'd have to work with and what they'd be up against.

En ce moment, ça marche impeccablement pour le commissaire Franz Eberhofer : ses amours roulent, la porcherie qu'il rénove est pratiquement habitable, il tient la forme grâce aux bières régulières et aux promenades quotidiennes avec Louis II - son chien, son coach fitness, son fidèle compagnon. Mais voilà que l'ambiance tourne à l'aigre dans le village de Niederkaltenkirchen : quelqu'un a tagué en rouge sur la maison du directeur du collège M. Höpfl "Crève, sale porc !". Le directeur disparaît plusieurs jours, pour revenir une nuit sous une forme plutôt macabre.

Wherever Charlotte and Paige go, crime is sure to follow. Someone has been breaking into homes and vandalizing their contents, including Ruby's Readings and Cosmic Shop. Charlotte doesn't want to get involved and risk their newfound stability, especially since it's only two more months until the real Ruby returns. But when a phone call from their estranged parents breaks up their happy routine, the sisters realize they have even less time in Castle Cove than they thought.

Inspired by their hero, Walt Williams, three retirees decide to give Lady Justice a helping hand.
Although their intentions are good, these septuagenarian sleuths get crossways with the Kansas City mafia, dangerous drug dealers, and the Russian mob. Walt must come to their rescue, putting himself in harm’s way to pull their eager, but aging, fannies out of the fire. Follow the action as Walt and the geriatric gumshoes prove once again that good guys can triumph over evil, no matter how old they are.

Finnegan May has always had a carefree life in New York. Her love of animals landed her in a unique job as the premiere dog walker to the rich and famous in the city that never sleeps. She winds up in the middle of a murder investigation when one of her clients winds up dead, and the police are looking at her as the prime suspect. Fin must deal with being investigated while keeping her appointments with all of her waggy-tailed clients.

Two septuagenarians win the lottery's biggest prize, dragging Walt and Ox into the most bizarre cases of their career. The two "oldies" are determined to use their new-found wealth to re-create the past but instead propel Walt into the future where he must use drones and Star Trek phasers to balance the scales of justice. When an extortion plot turns into kidnapping, Walt must boldly go where no cop has gone before to save himself and the millionaire.

Charlie (a werewolf), Dorothy (a vampire), and Neil (a wizard) have a new flatmate. The bad news is, she's a human. The even worse news is, she's an investigative reporter. Susan Hall has just joined The Bugle, and is looking to make a name for herself.

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.

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.

Discovering she has two left feet isn’t the biggest problem for Laurel McKay when she agrees to learn a fox-trot routine for her best friend’s Lake Tahoe wedding. Stumbling over the lifeless body of a sexy Russian dance star with her broken shoe heel stuffed in his mouth…is far worse. Almost as bad as running into the hunky detective she dated briefly before he disappeared from her life. When another death occurs on the ballroom floor, Laurel finds herself waltzing her way into the dark secrets of the Golden Hills Dance Studio.

When Laurel McKay agrees to perform with the Sassy Saloon Gals during Hangtown's annual Wagon Train parade, her greatest fear is a wardrobe malfunction. Before she can lace up her corset, a 150-year-old skeleton turns up on her grandmother's property. Did Laurel's great-great-grandfather murder his mining partner? Gran insists not and wants Laurel to prove it.