Mayhem And Murder Ink imprint: 9 books

A swashbuckling kind of life I could honestly say there was nothing more incredible than opening my eyes to find a pair of gorgeous blue ones staring right back at me. I’d been enjoying this particular view for the last six months, with many, many more mornings to come. The rest of our lives...

An epic kind of year There were times when I made truly bad choices in life, moments when I knew better but I just couldn’t seem to help myself. You know what I mean, right? How logic and common sense seem to diverge with the powerful urge to act despite the innate understanding such actions...

An empowering kind of moment I had no idea hitting someone could be so emotionally satisfying. Not that I condoned violence on a regular basis, but I did happen to be known for my temper. Still, I usually took the pacifist route on the outside, if I tended to boil over on the inside. This opportunity...

A sixth cozy mystery installment to die for! A Dangling Kind of Minute *"Have dinner with me tonight." The gruffness of Crew's voice made me shiver all over, especially when he didn't move after speaking, mouth grazing over my earlobe, faint trace of his teeth nibbling at...

An anxious kind of month “Any new threats against you?” Pamela seemed eager for my answer while I tsked at her. “Are you actually asking me if I’ve had any further nasty messages left in my mailbox?” There’d been more than a few since she’d gleefully published my first...

A fifth cozy mystery installment to die for! A Tasty Kind of Afternoon *Not to be indelicate about it, but if Mom made me eat one more bite of cake, I was going to throw up. I’d honestly ingested enough dessert in the last hour to sink a submarine with no end in sight. Don’t get...

A fourth cozy mystery installment to die for! A Séance Kind of Evening It was almost as if someone wrapped the room in a cold hand, chill in the air triggering goosebumps on my skin. I caught motion in the corner of my eye, turned in time to see a glowing, ghostly figure float through...

When a golf pro falls victim to murder during a tournament hosted at the White Valley Golf and Country Club, Fee finds herself embroiled in the mystery while the hunt for the Reading hoard heats up and secrets behind the disappearance of Fiona Doyle are finally revealed.

A seventh cozy mystery installment to die for! A Crew-less Kind of Week “Good morning, Sheriff. How’s Montpelier?” He and Jill were at a conference in the state capital, gone since last Sunday night. He’d been great to keep in touch, calling when he knew I’d be alone, usually...