A cozy kind of Christmas The annual Christmas parade and tree lighting is interrupted when a corpse—rather than Santa—takes center stage. With her father's investigation into the original crime under question, Fee pursues the truth while trying to hang onto her holiday spirit without spoiling her chances at a date with Sheriff Crew Turner. PLEASE NOTE (possible spoiler alert): Deck The Halls and Murder takes place AFTER Fiona Fleming Cozy Mysteries #4 (Ghosts and Goblins and Murder). Reading to that point prior to this volume is strongly recommended.

When Petal is hired to play bodyguard at a private party, she brings her best friend Reggie Nolan along for the ride. The death of one of the guests means Petal is once again investigating a murder, only this time with help from her ex-husband, Raphael Van Dorn. Can she see past her regret at not telling him how she really feels and uncover the murderer before the guests depart or will she let the past interfere with finding the truth?

Finding a cure for cancer can be murder... When Reading's ME, Dr. Lloyd Aberstock, asks Fiona Fleming to investigate a clinical trial, she's on the case immediately. With the life and death balance of his beloved Bernice in peril, Fee digs into Dr. Aberstock's concerns with help from her own husband, Crew. Fee uncovers deceit, sabotage and corporate espionage, all while trying to stay under the radar when one of the trial's doctors ends up dead. But is the drug a fraud, or will the death of its creator put Bernice's recovery at risk by ending the trial early? Available now from Fleming Investigations Cozy Mysteries: Patent Pending and Death Inquiring Minds and Death Finding Zen and Death All In and Death Out With the Old and Death Tropical Destinations and Death...

A Melody for Murder Elora Tune's quiet existence as a traveling bard ends abruptly when she agrees to her best friend's request to join her on the road. Little does the elfish songstress know that her several decades of pleasant and easy wanderings along the edges of the Everwilding in the kingdom of Valoria are about to come to a murderous end! The problem? Fig Marigold's passion for adventuring has been on the backburner for just as long and the widowed housegnome is making up for lost time. Despite Elora's concerns, Fig's emotional and naïvely optimistic outlook means finding her first adventure begins in Down's Fallow, a small town dominated by a famous Paladin as their most prominent resident. A Paladin with an attitude. While Elora would prefer to do her job and leave quietly at dawn as instructed by the sheriff, Fig's sense of right and wrong—and her drive to make her mark—means that she's front and center at the...

When Fee and Daisy take a well-earned vacation on a private resort island, the intrusion of a third wheel distracts while Fee struggles to reconnect with her bestie. Trouble is, when a fellow guest turns up dead, she's torn between work and pleasure that could possibly spell the end of her life-long friendship and, if she doesn't get her act together, mean both she and Daisy won't get a chance to reconcile because they'll both be dead...

Magic? Okay... Murder? Yikes! A bossy familiar with an attitude problem? She should never have come home..."Abigail Wilde," I said, deciding my task would go faster and easier if I just buckled down and let things go. "Nice to meet you, Sheriff Marigold." I thought that artful little add on was a nice touch.Marigold didn't seem to agree. "You don't say," he grumbled. "Wildes don't have the best reputation around here, young lady."Wow. Thanks for the warning, Mom. "No trouble here, sheriff.""You Ninomae's kid?" I twitched at my mother's name, nodded immediately, though it only seemed to make Sheriff Marigold even more unhappy. "Your mother wasn't well liked, let me tell you.""Well, she's dead now," I shot back, my patience finally gone, thanks for that, "so I guess you won't have to worry about her anymore."Abigail thought her trip to Hallow, California would be a quick handoff of her mother's beloved journal to the family she left...

The edge of the heavy metal frame warmed in the palms of my hands as I supported my end, my best friend and fellow artist, Pickle Pickford, grunting as he lifted the opposite side free from the bed of the jacked-up black truck parked at the rear of the gallery. "Careful, please." I'd only rarely seen my other friend, Dark Mood, in any state of agitation, their typically calm and quiet nature one of the things I adored about them. So, to witness their anxious concern over the massive painting Pickle and I eased out of the truck bed, their icy blue eyes wide and shining white in contrast to the black liner, mascara and shadow creating an almost bulging effect, their pale cheeks ashen under the layers of ivory powder, full lips pulled into a black slash of a line over a grimace of worry that had me actually near giggles at Dark's obvious nervousness. I didn't find their discomfort amusing, I promise. It was more so the fact the normally stoic and withdrawn, if always...

With the safety of the Henry family Geogia's top priority, she struggles to focus when yet another murder draws her away from protecting Olive and Holly. But when a strange illness seems to interfere with her memories, Sam's distance breaking her heart and her doubts about her continuing ability to do the job she's always loved overwhelming her, can she solve the murder while ensuring her friends aren't thrown to the paranormal wolves for judgment?