Fantasy Paranormal Detective

Rafael Jones is always a little out of his depth in rural settings, but he's not just a detective, he's also undead. He can't ignore the call from the Saratoga County coroner when she mentions the bite marks found on several drowning victims during the spring and summer of 1947. However, he knows his weaknesses (sunlight, running water, and a woeful lack of country manners), so he isn't working alone. His slowly developing powers and quick wits may not be a match for something old, strong in magic, and completely cursed.

Eighth graders, Ben, Jake, and Leah need cash, and mowing lawns in the winter just isn't cutting it. Their need for cash births the Liarus (Liars R Us) Detective Agency! Their first client is Old Lady Smitz, who is said to have murdered her three sons and husband. She's missing a family heirloom, but it's not just any old trinket, it's the crest of Lykoi. There are only two rules: No girls are allowed and never seal a deal with the witch doctor.

Welcome to Harborsmouth, where monsters walk the streets unseen by humans...except those with second sight, like Ivy Granger. Ivy Granger's second sight is finally giving her life purpose. Ivy and her best friend Jinx may not be raking in the dough, but their psychic detective agency pays the bills - most of the time. Their only worry is the boredom of a slow day and the occasional crazy client - until a demon walks through their door. Demons are never a good sign.

Ivy must go to Faerie, but the gateway to the Wisp Court is through Tech Duinn, the house of Donn - Celtic god of the dead. Just her luck. Unable to share her secret with Jinx, and with Jenna called away on Hunters' Guild business, Ivy must rely on Ceff and Torn to lead her to Death's door, literally, and back again. As if that wasn't dangerous enough, there's no saying what horrors lay in store within the Faerie realm. Too bad the Wisp Court is the one lead Ivy has in the search for her father - and possible salvation.

They battle demons and monsters, hunt ghosts, and defend us against the things that go bump in the night. They are occult detectives, and they've been a staple of pulp fiction since the beginning of those glorious, garish magazines. Now Airship 27 Productions is thrilled to bring you a quartet of tales starring some of the most unique occult detectives ever created; three newly minted heroes and one classic master of mysticism.

El detective que tenía mariposas en el estómago es un libro único, una inolvidable espiral de surrealismo, un viaje alucinógeno acompañado de enanas de alarmante parecido con Amy Winehouse, escritores que creen estar muertos, furries malvados, aficionados a la automutilación y libreros psicópatas. Un libro imprescincible para todo lector que exige un poco más de la literatura.Alfredo Álamo se ha consolidado con los años como uno de los valores señeros de la literatura de género en español de la actualidad.

Running a paranormal detective agency out of your dad's garage: cool. Even though you don't believe any of it: still cool. Getting the biggest case of your life: astonishingly cool. Being forced to partner with the new guy in school: not at all cool. Even if he makes your knees weak: still wildly uncool. Finding your own obituary in your locker: Least. Cool. Of. All.

Where do you go to fix a problem only you know about? Lia and Stephanie have stumbled upon a new case for the detective agency to unravel. It's not stumping the police. It's not even a cold case. That's because no one outside the magical world even knows it's happening. A grimoire that possesses the reader with the spirit of a dead wizard isn't the sort of thing that makes the news, especially when the reader is a notorious recluse.

In "Eye of the Scarab," the stakes are higher than ever for Dogboy, also known as Bronson Black. Tasked with spying using a mystical scarab device, he learns the hard truths about privacy, trust, and betrayal. As Colta City teeters on the brink of chaos, Bronson, entangled in a web of deception involving his closest allies and haunting Lovecraftian monsters, faces a critical lesson: the real danger sometimes lies in the secrets we keep from our friends.

Teen Scream Movie Queen Sharlene Gallagher was the biggest thing to happen to Primrose, Texas... until she died. Now she's back as a guardian angel on a mission: solve murders before they happen. Her murder is first on the list. If she doesn't succeed, her charge will die. If she does, she'll find her way onto The Guardian.

Isabel Stone wanted a normal life. But when the unexpected death of her father leaves her at the helm of the family business, things quickly go from weird to worse. Vampires are on the loose and out of the coffin, and only Isabel can walk the fine line between the world of the living and the world of the undead.

When Liv Bloom lands an art scholarship at Wickham Hall, it's her ticket out of the foster system. Liv isn't sure what to make of the school's weird traditions and rituals, but she couldn't be happier - especially when Malcolm Astor, fellow artist and scion of one of the school's original families, starts falling for her. Fellow scholarship kid Gabe Nichols warns her not to get involved with a "Wicky," but things are finally going Liv's way, and all she wants to do is enjoy it.

When Georgie Kendrick wakes up after a heart transplant she feels...different. The organ beating in her chest isn't in tune with the rest of her body. Like it still belongs to someone else. Someone with terrible memories...memories that are slowly replacing her own. Georgie discovers her heart belonged to a teenage girl who lived a rough life on the streets. Everyone thinks she committed suicide, but only Georgie knows the truth. And now Georgie has to catch a killer--before she loses herself completely.

Genie and her ghostly great-great-aunt Adriana have been too busy with their gelato business and helping with the restoration of the old speakeasy to notice that something isn't quite right in their small town. Until pranks with touch of the macabre haunt the neighborhood, right before Halloween. But it gets worse. When a locked room murder case points straight at a connection to dark forces, the sleuthing duo fears for the living—and the not-quite so departed. Can they root out the evil in their midst before it ends Adriana’s happy afterlife—forever?

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!

Elise Liddell is no country girl, but she’s not averse to the existence of rabbits. Especially cute and fluffy white ones. But there’s one on the loose in Tumble Town. And that particular sweet bunny turns out to be a harbinger of death.... Every time Elise spots it, she soon discovers another corpse.

It is spring in North Carolina and Hope is planning new gardens for the yard of her century-old house. Teaching at the middle school, working part time in a bakery, and raising her daughter, Cori, leave little time for her to do research on two mysteries. But Hope and her resident ghost keep searching for clues to his hundred-year-old murder while she continues to look into the suspicious accident that took her husband's life. Hope has one more thing to worry about. Her friend and bakery owner, Edsel, is having the same dream every night where a ghost says she needs to speak to Hope.

Psychic. Superhero. Spy. Detective. Bounty hunter. Ashley Morgan has been many things and failed at all of them. The 28-year old has her whole life ahead of her but has already resigned herself to working a dead-end job bringing in the debt-ridden supernatural criminals of New Detroit.

Dodo was dead. And there the matter should have rested. At least for DS Elise Liddell. Emotionally burnt out, she considers herself retired from police work. By rights it has nothing to do with her, but someone killed the poor man and, as Elise can resist everything except a good puzzle (and a shot of Blue Goblin vodka), here she is tangled up in a murder case. When a petty thief hands himself into the Ministry of Witches Police Department, Elise’s ex-colleagues consider it an open and shut case. She’s less convinced.

After their nan accidentally burns their home down, twin brothers Pat and Dom must move with their parents and baby sister to the seaside cottage they've summered in, now made desolate by the winter wind. It's there that the ghost appears - a strange boy who cries black tears and fears a bad man, a soldier, who is chasing him. Soon Dom has become not-Dom, and Pat can sense that his brother is going to die, and their overwhelmed parents can't see what's happening.