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In the small Bedfordshire town of Biggleswade, retired detective Albert, and former police dog, Rex, are enjoying a peaceful break from the murder and mayhem of the last week. Until the waitress serving him is arrested for murder....

When Albert realises he’s stumbled across something much bigger than a random mugging, he decides, for once, to leave the crime-solving to the locals. Fate, however, laughs at his plans, thrusting him and faithful canine companion, Rex Harrison, into the thick of things just as the first body is found. Is the coveted prize for the best Yorkshire pudding driving the competitors to the most extreme lengths? One thing is for sure - one body always leads to another.

Called to investigate a mystery at a local gypsum mine, paranormal detective Tempest Michaels expects to find a rational explanation for the strange events.... Instead, he discovers a body and a horrified staff. Recent earthworks exposed something ancient, twisted, and above all evil. It has claimed one life already, and the staff is terrified for who might be next.

Baking. It can get a guy killed. When retired cop Albert arrives in Stilton for a festival, he has cheese on his mind, but that’s not what he gets. Arriving the morning after the factory and warehouse have been raided, all the stilton is gone, and the security guard Dave, who bravely fought to stop the thieves, needs someone’s help to save the day. With sidekick Rex Harrison, the failed police dog, at his side, our aging but sprightly hero will put his ear to the ground and his mind to work as he unravels the clues to this mystery.

It’s the day of the wedding, and the bride’s little dog has gone missing. Champagne, her champion Pomeranian, is to be the ring bearer, and she will not get married without him.

When two bikers are found half-eaten, the coroner’s report records an animal attack. But England doesn’t have any large predators. Unless you count werewolves. Tempest Michaels, paranormal detective, gets hired by the dead bikers’ gang to find out what happened and point the finger at a new rival motorcycle club in the next town. Calling themselves the Herne Bay Howlers, they proudly display a werewolf on their jackets, and they are far from your average Hell’s Angels.

When a famous artist boards the Aurelia, no one expects his work to be interrupted by a death, especially when the victim is the artist’s muse who seemed vibrant and full of life just hours before. The official verdict is suicide, but that doesn’t sit well with our famous sleuth and all too soon, she is poking her nose where someone doesn’t want it.

Amid glistening icebergs and chill winds, the Aurelia sails from Newfoundland to Iceland. It's a beautiful setting...for revenge. Patricia and friends are back on the ship with a few new faces alongside the old. It ought to be cause for celebration but the Aurelia is suffering a series of mishaps and the captain, devilishly handsome Alistair Huntley, suspects sabotage is to blame. But who is the saboteur? What would motivate a person to damage a ship in frigid waters and what might that person do next?

As the Aurelia nears Athens, a new member of the crew is found dead in his cabin. Next to a gun and slumped over a suicide note, it appears tragic but unsuspicious. However, he’s the captain’s nephew Julian, onboard for only six days, and something about the suicide note makes Patricia’s nose twitch. With disobedient dog Anna, loyal butler Jermaine, and all her friends in support, your favorite amateur sleuth soon uncovers a web of lies and deceit in the bursary.

Fifty-three-year-old Patricia Fisher is a trouble magnet like no other, a sad fact she has come to accept during her three-month around the world cruise. Wherever she goes, bodies just appear, or someone gets kidnapped, or she accidentally uncovers a plot to overthrow a government. Life certainly isn’t dull for Patricia. But when she arrives home in England, she plans to start a new chapter of her life.

Tempest Michaels is back! His office burned down, his love life is a joke, and he is convinced he is getting fat. It's the perfect time for a new case, then. The client is the son of a man who was killed in freak accident - struck by lightning. That doesn't sound very paranormal until you learn that he was inside his house when it happened and his heart exploded out of his chest. There are eldritch runes drawn on the victim’s house and his wife has been seen colluding with a mysterious old crone. Is there witchcraft being practiced in the nearby village of East Malling? The client certainly thinks so.

Jane Butterworth doesn’t believe in normal, but then she used to be a vampire, and she works at a paranormal investigation agency. Oh, and she’s a boy. When a name from her past suddenly surfaces, Jane knows that she is the only one that could solve the case. With the detectives unavailable, and a tearfully desperate client, there is no choice but to pretend she knows what she is doing and answer the cry for help

When the local goddess of cake is found impaled with her own pallet knife, the victim's husband is found holding the murder weapon. It's an open and shut case until he calls Patricia Fisher. With a surprising new assistant in tow, your favorite middle-aged sleuth has all the help she will need, but this case is a tough one for everyone she suspects instantly becomes the next victim. With the village fete a week away, cooks are revving up to win the coveted best cake prize, especially now that the favorite is in the morgue. Can the killer really be one of the lovely old ladies?

Tempest Michaels is going undercover with best friend Big Ben to find out why his dad was found unconscious and stuffed into a wheelie bin. There is no client this time, just a definite need to find someone worthy of a jolly good punch in the pants. With strange noises coming through the floor of the rigging room and reports of ghosts seen at night wearing the uniform of 18th-century Royal Navy officers, the chaps set out to unravel the mystery, but is there more going on than a simple fake haunting?

At a wedding fayre in a prestigious London hotel, Felicity Philips is in her element…until something terrible happens in her booth and all eyes swing her way. Convinced archrival Primrose Green is behind it, Felicity knows she will have to find the proof before she points the finger. That might not be that easy, though. She needs to schmooze the top clients perusing the companies on show - if she doesn’t, then Primrose will, and there’s the small matter of the royal wedding to consider - reputation is everything.

She over 50, feisty, and oh so good at solving mysteries. Patricia Fisher is not your average woman. To start with she lives in a 73-room manor house and travels with a Jamaican butler who is part ninja and fakes his Downton Abbey accent. Then add to those facts that she just opened a private investigations business and throw in the worrying bit where people keep trying to kill her. When a climber suspiciously falls to his death and a local artist has her dog stolen, Patricia finds herself investigating two cases that seem to have no motive and no clues.

When Felicity Philips visits a wedding dress boutique only to find the owner strangled and posed, she finds herself unwittingly embroiled in yet another desperate investigation. The dead dressmaker has been stuffed into a near priceless one-off by a famous designer and somehow three of Felicity’s brides have paid a deposit for it. Is one of them the killer?

My name's Jane Butterworth. For me, the paranormal is just a day job. I work at the Blue Moon Investigation Agency, a firm that specialises in cases that no one else will take, cases that start at strange and unexplainable and tier rapidly south from there.

Fire. Every creature fears it. Except one. When a call late one evening leads Jane to Buckingham Palace, she holds no concern the dragon they want her to investigate is real. Until she gets there, that is.

Incarcerated for a crime he gladly committed, paranormal detective Tempest Michaels has been enjoying the peace and quiet. But all that is about to change. There’s a monster roaming the prison’s passageways at night and it’s just taken a life. The legend of the jailhouse golem is more than 200 years old, and though it has been investigated in the past, no one has ever come close to solving the mystery.