Ergebnis für "Carol" in Cosy Crime

Witzig, spannend, very british: Band 2 der international erfolgreichen Wohlfühlkrimireihe. Ein Einbruch in einem Museum? Eine Leiche und ein verschwundenes Gemälde? Freya Lockwood kann es kaum erwarten, zusammen mit ihrer Tante Carole den ersten Fall ihrer neu gegründeten Detektei aufzuklären. Die Spuren führen sie auf einen Luxusdampfer voller exzentrischer Antiquitätenliebhaber. Dass hier nichts mit rechten Dingen zugeht, wird Freya spätestens klar, als sie die vielen gestohlenen Schätze an Bord entdeckt.

Zwanzig Jahre ist Freya Lockwood nicht mehr in Little Meddingford gewesen, dem malerischen Ort in den Cotswolds, in dem sie aufgewachsen ist. Doch ein unerwarteter Todesfall ruft sie zurück: Ihr früherer Mentor Arthur Crockleford wurde tot in seinem Geschäft aufgefunden. Mord oder Unfall? Tatsächlich hat der Antiquitätenhändler einen letzten Brief hinterlassen, der Freya eindringlich warnt und sie bittet, unbedingt den Verantwortlichen für sein Ableben zu finden.

Empty-nester Carole Cabobianco and her dog Poopsie have set out to clear her husband's name after he is heard raging about man who turns up dead three months later.

“On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me the reason your husband had to die.” Anna Greenan finds the cryptic lyric shoved against her front door. Each day of Christmas brings Anna a new stanza with a new clue. Will this mysterious Christmas carol lead Anna to uncover her husband’s murderer or will these notes lead to her demise?

When Rachel Murdock and her sister Jennifer receive a call for help from their favorite niece, Lilly, in Breakers Beach, California, they quickly hop a train from Los Angeles to see her-but not before collecting their prized cat Samantha in a picnic basket and bringing her along for the ride.

The #1 New York Times bestselling author and Queen of Suspense launched her career with this “indescribably suspenseful” (San Francisco Chronicle) classic thriller following a woman whose past holds a terrible secret. Nancy Harmon long ago fled the heartbreak of her first marriage, the...

An adorable crackpot inventor has developed his latest idea—run-proof, snag-proof pantyhose—just in time for a Miami pantyhose convention. If he can just raise $1.1 million over the convention weekend, he can save the housing project he shares with other retirees from getting sold out from under them. But an industry queen is determined to keep his invention off the market—any way she can.

When the body of "how-to" book writer Terry Holiday is found by Aster Paterson in her flower garden, the townspeople of Haven are shocked. But they're even more surprised when the beloved bookshop owner insists that the spirit of her late husband Peter Paterson led her to the grim discovery. Only Aster seems unsurprised—she's been baking his favorite shortbread cookies every day, hoping to lure his ghost back home . . . Even Maureen is a little skeptical—until Peter's ghost appears in the bookshop window for all to see.

The latest novel in this supernatural cozy series from the author of the Witch City Mysteries features a New Englander transplanted to a Florida town along the Gulf of Mexico when she inherits a charming, century-old—and very haunted—inn from a mysterious benefactor.

Christmas lights on palm trees and Santa hats on plastic pink flamingoes are far from the snowy landscape Maureen and her beloved golden retriever, Finn, are used to. But Maureen is determined to make this a holiday to remember—which means finding a way to promote Haven House on a shoestring. Fortunately, Haven's vintage movie theater, the Paramount, has come up with a great "Twelve Days of Christmas" idea. They'll feature an impressive list of the best classic Christmas movies ever made—shown by one-time movie actor-turned-projectionist Decklin Monroe.

Spirited ex-reporter Pepper Kane and her business partner, cowgirl poet Tulip Clemmons, have poured their life savings into The Best Little Bed, Barn & Breakfast in Oregon. Things look rosy until the hot new wrangler is murdered in a horse stall. Guests fear for their lives and the two friends fear for their future. The fright factor ratchets up when a pretty female guest turns up dead and police put the ranch on lockdown.

Rachel and Dash have a new client. Well, three new clients. A trio of transvestite working girls want Rachel to investigate the death of one of their own. Rosalinda's throat was slashed on Halloween right after the Greenwich Village parade. Finding her killer isn't exactly the NYPD's top priority—and LaDonna, Chi Chi, and Jasmine are terrified that they'll be next.

Field reporter Lee Barrett is not happy that her hours are being cut back at WICH-TV, although it is nice to spend more time volunteering with Aunt Ibby, a research librarian. But Lee's least favorite task is going up to the stacks, a spooky, seldom-frequented upper section of the library. On this day she has good reason to be afraid - she finds a dead man, surrounded by hundreds of scattered books and torn-out pages. Her police detective beau, Pete Mondello, is soon on the scene, and the deceased is identified as a former minor league baseball player - and ex-con....

A cold case update in Salem, Massachusetts... Life at the house on Winter Street is abuzz with preparations for Aunt Ibby's 45th high school reunion, and Lee Barrett is happy to pitch in, tracking down addresses, and licking envelopes. But as a field reporter for Salem's WICH-TV, her priority is to be on top of the town's latest news before anyone else.

Mitzy Moon can’t wait to cut her own gorgeous Christmas tree. But her forest adventure loses its thrill when the pristine blanket of snow reveals a blood trail. And her heart thuds when the crimson droplets lead to a body, bringing her Yuletide festivities to a deadly end.

Hemlock Falls is one of the most picturesque villages in Upstate New York, with the Hemlock Inn, owned by the amateur sleuth Quilliam sisters, as its centerpiece. For the Quilliam sisters, there’s nothing jolly about this Christmas. Meg and Quill are near-broke. At least there’s one bright start on the horizon: A big-time magazine and television show will feature the Inn. But soon the editor’s husband skis to his death. Now, if the Quilliams are to save the Inn from a lawsuit, they’ll need to prove this was no accident.

Martha Mosey Kane—former rodeo queen and shirttail relative of Annie Oakley—sees life as an 80-year-old widow as no obstacle, but a banquet. Staying fit, loving pets, baking pies and starring in trick-shooting shows for daughter Pepper Kane's Best Little Bed, Barn & Breakfast in Oregon help her blow a raspberry at old age. But when "Granny Oakley," her bestie, new man and old horse bring their act to Las Vegas for National Finals Rodeo week, a murderer puts Martha in their sights.

Lee Barrett has agreed to attend a storage auction with Aunt Ibby - even though she suspects the forgotten rooms will yield more junk than treasure. Her skepticism vanishes once the two win a bid on an overlooked locker and uncover a trove of beautiful curiosities, including a stunning wooden carousel horse with gentle eyes and fading paint. But just before Lee leaves the fairground relic at a local repair shop, the sight of a silver samovar awakens her psychic abilities and conjures visions of murder.

When Lee Barrett joins a former student's bridal party as maid of honor, she expects cake tastings and dress fittings. But wedding planning becomes more peculiar than Lee's scrying talents could ever predict. There's a magical baker, a best man with a checkered past, and a talking crow named Poe as the ring bearer. There's also a kindly old man dead under his apple tree - one of a series of unexplained deaths hanging over the Wiccan community....

For residents of Salem, Massachusetts, the day after Halloween brings empty candy wrappers, sagging pumpkins, and a community-wide identity crisis. That is, until Lee Barrett's TV production class suggests extending the spooky season with the traditional Mexican celebration Dia de Los Muertos. But when the students discover not all of Salem's dead are resting in peace, the post-October blues don't seem so bad after all....