Cozy Mystery Humor

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

When gumshoe detective, Daxon Steele, finds he’s ankle deep in more than a chewed up wad, he quickly uncovers a sinister plot that sets out to exploit and destroy not just the skink-pushers who hide in the shadows of the Flatpack District, not just the poor guys, gals and others shaking their hips at Shooters & Hooters Club, but the entire population of Bryunsville. Will Dax overcome his prejudice and accept Gaz, a former stripper-bot, as his partner?

Necromancer-witch hybrid Ava Harper has accomplished many things in the year since moving back home to Shipton Harbor. She’s checking things off a bucket list she never knew she had.

When it comes to being a CIA agent, John isn't the best man for the job, but he is the best in the bakery. However, he's far from the only baker in town. When a dangerous criminal escapes from prison, she gets right back to doing what she does best: making cookies. These aren't just any ordinary cookies, and she wants the world to know.

Herr Heiland geht auf große Fahrt: Der alljährliche Ausflug mit den Messdienern steht an. Und dann noch in eine abgelegene Jugendherberge - ein Graus! Wie viel lieber wäre Heiland auf seiner Sonntagskanzel... oder sogar bei einer seiner Mordermittlungen. Ein Wunsch, der ihm leider viel zu schnell erfüllt wird: Der Herbergsvater Sigismund Grumpelmoser liegt im Gras - erschlagen! Doch von wem? Der wohlhabende Charmeur war allseits beliebt.

Holly Banks is on a desperate mission to have it all, but nothing in life goes according to plan. She’s quickly learning that keeping up with the Joneses is a full-time job, especially when the women of Primm, her new neighborhood, seem to have it together all the time. With her husband’s job in flux, her daughter’s difficulty with learning to read, and her mother’s new zest for dating, Holly’s life is already anything but picture perfect. Then her dog digs up an old artifact in the village center, and the mishap draws the attention of local media.

With no job prospects on the horizon, former fashion buyer Samantha Kidd convinces boyfriend and shoe designer Nick Taylor to give her a job. But when close friend Eddie asks for help with an exhibit of vintage Hollywood costumes, she splits her time between romance and comedy—until a dead man claims all of her attention. Brimming with good intentions, she leave the investigation to the cops, but the killer keeps Eddie in the crosshairs. If Samantha can tear the lid off the investigation, it might mean a feather in her fedora. And if she can't? Her best friend might get capped.