Cozy Women Sleuths Supernatural

If you can't beat 'em... Jill realises that the only way to move forward is to revisit her past. But which one? ...steal their custard creams.

All good things… Just as Jill begins to think nothing else can surprise her, something does! …begin with a custard cream.

Blood is thicker than water. But whose blood? And who is the stranger at Jill's door?

When star reporter Molly Appleby exchanged vows with her new husband, she also made a promise to give up sleuthing. But given her knack for stumbling onto murders, and murderers, she's realizing she never should have made a promise she couldn't keep. Molly's just finished an article on the Forget Me Not Doll Club for Collector's Weekly, but before the magazine even hits the newsstands, one of the club members is found murdered, and a stolen antique doll - purportedly haunted - is found in the victim's house. Police enlist Molly's help to solve this very odd case.

Nothing is what it seems. Who can Jill Gooder, P.I. and witch superstar, trust now? And who is the Phoenix?

The gloves are well and truly off now. Jill Gooder, PI and witch superstar, is about to kick some serious butt. The Dark One (TDO) had better watch out! There's no such thing as a free custard cream.

When a radical Pagan group blows into Tequila Key to celebrate the autumnal equinox, Althea Rose's psychic senses start tingling. She goes on full alert after meeting Horace, a Gandalf wannabe who reminds Althea of an old man playing dress up. One look into his pale eyes sets her straight, and soon Althea's best friend Luna is forcing her to learn a magickal protection spell before they investigate Horace and his festival. To make matters worse, Althea botches the spell and the results are...interesting to say the least.

The colonel is dead, and Jill's brother-in-law, Peter, is the prime suspect. But that's the least of Jill's problems when Winky reveals devastating news.

Keep your friends close and your custard creams closer. Everything is disappearing: A priceless antique, Mrs. V, and - even worse - Jill's custard creams. It's time for our intrepid P.I. (and witch fantastico) to leap into action.

Stevie here, reporting to you live from Ebenezer Falls, Washington, with my disaster of a day. It started off like any other day, with the exception of Win's strange behavior, that is. But it's all gone downhill from there and I have questions. So many questions.... For instance, why is everyone else in Eb Falls behaving as strangely as my International Man of Mystery? And who the heck is Donna? For that matter, who's Candy Cane and why does she have snow? Who's the blonde picking up Win in our driveway? And was that an Aston Martin I just saw drive by?

The late - as in dearly departed - Bailey Ruth Raeburn is delighted when she's assigned a new mission by Heaven's Department of Good Intentions, even if she is no good at following the rules for Earthly Visitations. This time she's determined to be the perfect unseen emissary, no matter what it takes. Arriving late in the evening in her old hometown of Adelaide, Oklahoma, to find a woman drowning in a pond, Bailey Ruth carries out a daring rescue with textbook invisible effort. But she soon realizes there's more to the woman’s accident than a late-night walk gone wrong.

Marie Fortune, 39, eine erfolgreiche Hundefrisörin aus Boston, lässt das stressige Leben hinter sich und macht sich auf in eine Kleinstadt an der Küste Maines, um dort ein neues Leben zu beginnen. Sie hat es sich zum Ziel gesetzt, das alte, historische Haus, das ihr ihre Großtante vermacht hat, zu renovieren und ihm als Bed & Breakfast neues Leben einhauchen. Doch mit einer Sache hatte sie nicht gerechnet: in dem Haus spukt es. Doch auch das zweite Erbstück, das ihre Tante ihr vermacht hat, ist eine Überraschung: ein Hund, der sich jedoch nicht wie ein typischer Hund verhält.

Ofelia Archer has faced demons, evil witches, and freaky zombies, but nothing could prepare her for the horror of meeting her boyfriend’s mother. For his part, Zacharias “Zach” Sully isn’t any more thrilled by his mother’s visit than his girlfriend. After one meal, a magical barrage of fire rains down on the group as they’re walking down Bourbon Street. When the flames clear, a young woman is left for dead, and the only thing they know about her is that she was part of a multilevel marketing scheme called Hexential Oils.

Middle-aged bookstore owner Willa Chance is often haunted by ghosts who want her to do their bidding. Usually it involves the nasty business of bringing their killers to justice, so when the ghost of Adelaide Hamilton asks her to find an old recipe book and give it to Elspeth Whipple, it seems like an easy job. Except Willa's search for the book has her crossing the path of Sheriff Eddie Striker one too many times for comfort. He's acting almost as if he's investigating a murder, but Adelaide died of natural causes. Didn't she?

When Marie is invited to exorcise a supposedly haunted house, she encounters a twist she never could have anticipated. But before she can wrap her mind around the situation, a man turns up dead - forcing her to solve the case and to clear her own name....

A caravan of trucks hauling building materials up a mountain road is nothing out of the ordinary, but in the Town of Green, it’s news. Gwen Paris has that feeling again that something is up...but what? Gwen Paris is hanging out at Gunderson’s vintage coffee shop, more to see the fetching owner Kevin Pearson than for the caffeine, when all conversation turns to trucks climbing Perryville Foothills to the only address worth noting there: Brightston Mansion. Just as Gwen is about to ask who? what? A name is uttered: Derek Payne.

Amanda Harper's life has changed a lot in the few weeks since she met Tempest Michaels. Working out her notice period in Kent Police, she has already taken a new job as a paranormal investigator to work alongside him. She could be interested in Tempest, but even after she arrested (thankfully he was innocent) Brett Barker, the single, athletic multimillionaire heir to the Barker family fortune, he still wants to take her on a date to Paris in his helicopter. How does a girl say no to that?

A mysterious portal has opened up in town . . . and for once, Francie isn't the one responsible. It's just a run-of-the-mill portal to an alternate dimension, right? Nothing to worry about. Except when a rare book dealer turns up dead and Lizzie is the number one suspect. Despite an ironclad alibi, there's a hundred witnesses who swear they saw Lizzie at the scene of the crime. Just who—or what—is coming out of that portal? And can Francie stop it before it invites more of its friends to cross over?

There I go again, touching things I shouldn’t. A knife my antique-dealer mother bought at an estate sale holds the memories of a terrified young woman about to be abducted by a werewolf. You see, I’m a psychometrist. I can read the memories people leave on the objects they touch. And this ability gets me into a lot of trouble. I feel obligated to save the young woman before she is killed. And it turns out that she’s not the first woman this shifter has taken. Nor will she be the last. The others are turning up dead.

When a prominent local businessman is found dead in his office, Sheriff Kenni Lowry is thrust into another murder investigation. At first, it seems like an open-and-shut case, but as Kenni digs deeper, she uncover a web of secrets and lies that suggests this was no simple case of robbery gone wrong. With suspects and their motives, red herrings, and clues, Kenni must navigate a dangerous world of bribery and corruption that leads all the way to the state capital. She needs to get into places she knows only her ghost side-kick papa can go, but he's vanished.