Cozy Science Fiction

Sage's dream is to be a top chef. So when he gets to be a finalist on one of Hollywood's biggest cooking shows, he's over the moon. Until, that is, the top chef is poisoned. Maine and Noff have to trade magic for the fake glitz and glamor of Hollywood to try and clear Sage's name. To make matters worse, Maine is experiencing a string of bad luck that is literally flooding her life with grief. Time is running out. If Maine doesn't find evidence to clear Sage's name, it's a maximum-security prison for him.

Nimue Toothaker is ecstatic that her world-famous grandmother is about to retire and has chosen her as her successor in the family business. She’s only been working on the expos for a few years, but she’s confident she has what it takes to lead her fellow witches and warlocks in the business that defines their entire village. Unfortunately, her grandmother’s sole condition for Nimue taking the job is that she share the position with her archrival, an irritating warlock possessed of two minds—quite literally.

"Zeit war ein Teufelskreis. Und sie war für alle Ewigkeit darin gefangen." Im neuen HIGHLAND-HEXEN-KRIMI wird das Geheimnis der Oberhexe Mary MacDonald endlich gelüftet. Im B&B Thistle Inn wird eine junge Frau tot aufgefunden. Unter ihrem Kopf liegt aufgedeckt die Tarotkarte Der Tod. Die Hausbesitzerin, die alte, schrullige Mrs MacDonald, ist spurlos verschwunden. Fotos nach zu urteilen, gleicht die verstorbene Unbekannte einer jungen Mrs MacDonald bis aufs Haar. Nur behauptet jeder im Dörfchen Tarbet in den schottischen Highlands, dass Mrs MacDonald keine Kinder oder Enkel hatte.

Kinsley never thought she would go home. She left Coventry and didn't look back. But after a divorce, she packed up her stuff and drove toward the only place that she knew would accept her. Life hadn't been easy for Kinsley since she left town. She'd spent her entire adult life rebelling against what she was, and that meant hiding her true self from the world. Kinsley left Coventry on a mission to be ordinary. But you know what they say about the best-laid plans.

Chelsea Moon has had better days. Weeks. Months. Years. When real life gets too hard Chelsea decides to fly back to Pendle Island, a place she has not been since she was born. She’s looking forward to a vacation, but when she arrives, she’s quickly thrown into mayhem. Her Great Aunt Griselda has died, and Chelsea is needed at the funeral. With a curse to run from, a murder to solve, and a needy cat to please, Chelsea finds her plate fills up very quickly. There’s also the small matter of avoiding death and learning magic, but that’s easy enough. Right?

Sadie Alden calls on her guardian to help her take care of her new year’s resolution, get her familiar out of the house, but developments in her personal life have created a rift between them. Ryder believes that her engagement is a huge mistake and is willing to risk it all to keep her and Miller apart. In the process of tracking down the perfect apartment for Fitz, Sadie stumbles upon an unusual building that has suddenly gained a vacancy.

After my second husband bails without a word, I’ve moved back to my hometown, San Marcos, Florida, one of the nation’s oldest cities. I’m here to open a 300-year-old inn, and, hopefully, begin a new life. It turns out the inn comes with ghosts, a decrepit vampire, and a snarky gargoyle. Plus, the paranormal in my genes is going haywire.

I'm not saying the entire magical population of North Yorkshire want us dead. Just the majority. Which is why we fled Leeds to hide out in the dubious safety of the seaside town of Whitby. But lying low isn't really in our skillset, and when one of our few remaining friends is taken by the sea, we can't just walk away. We've got to get her back. Especially as her partner is a reaper with a scythe that can slice through reality, and the whole situation might be a teeny, tiny bit our fault. We're not going after Emma alone, though.

When a strapping young Jack MacBride arrives in Finch to wrap up his late uncle's affairs, heads turn in the sleepy English village. But when Lori volunteers to help Jack clear out his uncle's overgrown garden, they discover something even more shocking than a stranger turning up in Finch. After Lori laughingly tosses a coin into the garden's old well and makes a wish, she is baffled to find that the wish seems to have come true. Word spreads, and the villagers turn out in droves to make wishes of their own. But as they soon learn, one person's wish is another person's worst nightmare.

After years of avoiding his family, cryptobiologist Ryan Nolan returns to New Haven to investigate rumors of a dragon sighting. Yet instead of a giant mythological lizard, he stumbles upon a dead body. Connecting the murder to missing Mexican artifacts leads him on a path straight back to his long-lost love, Charlotte.

Hayden’s life was normal until she fell through a mirror and was thrust into an alternate, magical place. Destiny Falls is not on any map and is home to a family she never knew she had. Every day she discovers a new enchantment. But something is amiss. Hayden gets an ominous warning from a strange woman who promises to tell her the town secrets and give her a package—if she’ll meet her at the mysterious ferry that lacks a published destination. The ferry visit is cancelled, but the package is delivered. Once it arrives, someone turns up dead. Then the suspicious episodes start.

My name is Darla, and I’m a psychometrist. When I touch objects, I pick up the memories and emotions of other people who have touched them. I was well into my midlife when I was recruited to serve on the Memory Guild, a secret society of supernaturals and paranormals. Based in one of the nation’s oldest cities, the Guild preserves historical memory while fighting lies and conspiracy theories. And now a psychopath is trying to assassinate the members of the Guild. Including yours truly. I’m your typical overworked woman. Except I also have a price on my head.

Barista April Storm longs for more than making a mean macchiato and talking to her ex-boyfriend’s ghost. So when her quirky Aunt Rose asks her to help open a hip café in the rural area near the Welsh and English border, she jumps at the chance to start fresh. Little does she know what lies in store for her when spirits begin to arrive, asking for help in solving their murders. Assisted by her spectral ex, a magical secret agent, and a talking cat named Punkin, she finds herself in hot water time after time. Can April serve up justice before a brewing disaster boils over?

Wenn du es könntest, würdest du die Vergangenheit ändern? Agnetha ist im siebten Himmel. Soeben hat sie ihren Jugendschwarm Nico wieder getroffen und die Schmetterlinge breiten sich unbeschwert aus. Doch dann entdeckt sie bei ihrem sonntäglichen Gang über den Friedhof einen Ring. Sie setzt ihn auf und findet sich im Jahr 1925 wieder. Hier wartet bereits eine junge Frau auf sie und teilt ihr mit, dass sie einen Mordfall aufzuklären habe. Für ihre Recherchearbeit in 1925 hat sie drei Stunden Zeit.

When maintenance technician Triana Moore arrives on the planet Sally Ride, she just wants to get through the high-lev meeting and get her relationship with Agent Ty O'Neill back to normal. But everywhere she turns, she's reminded of the serial killer who got away. When a short escape from the boredom leads her to an eerily familiar crime scene, she starts to wonder if she's losing it. With the help of Ty, her frenemy Vanti, and a cupcake truck, will Triana survive the most boring meeting in the galaxy?

To Raine Holloway, the idea of time travel existed only in fiction—until her antique shop search leads her to Abingdon Manor, an abandoned property in the North Georgia foothills. When the old barn loft collapses beneath her feet, the fall reveals an antique watch that changes Raine’s life forever. Determined to discover the owner of a skeletal hand, Raine and her sisters refuse to accept the police chief’s lack of interest in the cold case. They continue to investigate, unaware the watch will assist them by spinning them through time to 1960.

Hot on the trail of their missing father, Daisy and Freddie Linden step off the airship Iris in San Francisco de Asis. At the moment they discover their best clue to Papa’s whereabouts, an earthquake levels the city—and a disaster is the best time for a political coup. The forces of evil have two targets: May Lin, the river witch, and Carlos, the country’s handsome young ruler. She is sucked alive into a crevasse, having never told the prince she loves him. Carlos is abducted—with Freddie the only witness.

Since giving up the booze—bar a small hiccup here and there—ex-Ministry of Witches Detective Elise Liddell hasn’t had much call to hang out in bars. So, imagine her surprise when the generally antagonistic landlord of the Pig and Pepper calls on her for assistance. It seems Charles Lynch’s regulars are being scared away by mysterious specters. It’s hitting him where it hurts: right in the pocket. Elise agrees to help. After all, the pub is her local, and she isn’t generally spooked by the paranormal. However, the apparitions turn out to be monks. Malevolent monks!

Pepper hasn’t been on a vacation with her husband - without the kids - ever. As in, never ever. On top of that, she still hasn’t told him about her magical water powers yet. Oops. (She meant to get around to it, really.) And now the magic won’t leave her alone, sending one strange emissary after another to interrupt every single supposed-to-be romantic moment. She has her hands full just trying to hide the truth, let alone trying to rekindle the other kind of magic with her husband.

Maine's troubles are only just beginning. The Mantle is still catnip to assassins. News of her victory is out and another liquidator of the living is after her. That would be enough trouble, if her ex wasn't also in town, proclaiming his undying love for her. Where was this adoration when they were dating? To make things worse, her pint-sized best friend has visitors. Noff's pack is being terrorized by a ruthless hunter with supernatural strength, speed, and senses. Running with the wolves is tough . . . especially when you're the size of a chihuahua.