Warring staff."Accidental" poisonings.Topiary of dubious intent.Throw in the full complement of the Toot Hansell Women's Institute and dragons doing yoga on the terrace, and DI Adams is starting to wonder if she might have made a small misjudgement signing up for this particular spa weekend in the country.And that's before the dead body in the sauna and the storm that cuts them off from the rest of the world.Now she's dealing with a houseful of guests (and staff) who're looking more suspicious by the moment, fending off protesters wielding table condiments, and trying to keep everyone safe as the storm closes in. She needs to find the killer, keep the dragons hidden, stop the W.I. forming some sort of pearl-and-twinset posse, and try to resist the urge to arrest everyone.And never mind the problem of the invisible dog.Sure. It's going to be a wonderful weekend.A Manor of Life & Death is a feel-good cozy...

A festive tale of kidnapping, explosions, & stolen turkeys....One should never meddle in the affairs of dragons, but someone has been doing just that. They've been making imitation dragon scale baubles that are nothing short of lethal, and kidnapping delivery drivers all over the Yorkshire Dales. They've also been leaving behind some distinctly dragon-ish traces.Beaufort Scales, High Lord of the Cloverly Dragons, is hot on the trail – or would be, if he wasn't having certain political problems at home. That leaves Alice and Miriam to track down the real culprits, rescue the hostages, and salvage Mortimer's bauble reputation, all while misleading the police regarding the of existence of dragons, and hopefully without being blown up by unexpectedly aggressive Christmas decorations in the process. Luckily they have the full resources of the Toot Hansell Women's Institute at their disposal. They'll need it.And then there's the small question of who...

Bribery. Corruption. Murder.Who said local politics were boring?Suspicious deaths on the Skipton city council don't sound as though they should have anything at all to do with the Toot Hansell Women's Institute, and DI Adams would rather like to keep it that way. But when the councillor for Toot Hansell becomes the latest victim, Alice Martin, chair of the W.I. and RAF Wing Commander (ret.), steps straight in to take his place.Before DI Adams can so much as say lemon drizzle cake the ladies of the Women's Institute are lurking around farmyards in the company of dragons, farmers are vanishing, the invisible dog's developed a caffeine dependence, she's being plagued by nosy journalists, and Alice is already in as deep as she can get.In deep, and facing a killer that seems to know far too much about her.Enough, perhaps, to turn the tables ...Murder, mayhem, and old secrets come to light in the Yorkshire Dales - with dragons, of...

A tranquil village.A poisoned cupcake.A murdered vicar. A simple case - or it should be. But all clues point to the Toot Hansell Women's Institute, and Detective Inspector Adams is about to discover there's much more to the W.I. than just bake sales and jam making. Alice Martin, RAF Wing Commander (Ret.), and current chair of the Women's Institute, knows the ladies of the W.I. are not guilty. But she has a bigger problem. Toot Hansell has a large and dragonish secret, and she needs to keep the police well away from it. Plus she'd really rather not be arrested for murder. Again. Meanwhile, Beaufort Scales, High Lord of the Cloverly dragons and survivor of the days of knights and dragon hunts, knows even better than Alice that the modern dragon only survives as long as no one knows they exist. But he also knows friends don't let friends face murder inquiries alone. Beaufort fully intends to Get Involved. This...

"What've we got?""Tigers. Snakes. Alligators. Tears in the skin of the universe." Susan shrugged. "I think I saw a kraken in the sink, too."Find a missing book. That was the job the woman in the Doc Martens gave us.Easy money, right?Only now it seems she's actually an ancient, powerful sorcerer, and the book is a Book of Power that doesn't want to be found.It wants to tear reality apart at the seams, and it'll use anyone it can to do it.So now we've got one spectacularly displeased sorcerer, a hungry, still-missing book, a dentist with bad hygiene, and a neighbourhood having some reality issues to deal with.Plus about a day before the book turns our world – and us – inside out.We've totally got this.I hope.This is the first book in the Gobbelino London, PI urban fantasy series, centred around the adventures of a mercenary feline PI and his human sidekick. It...

Old gods rise. A jewel thief falls. A late night wish is tragically granted. And somewhere, on the edge of the dark or in the belly of an unknown machine, stories are born. Stories of heroic chickens and lost demons, dangerous golf games and pies full of fury. Stories of magic and uncertainty. Stories of the unordinary. Come on in and discover them. Don't worry, it's perfectly safe. This world is just like yours. Well, almost. But there's nothing to fear here. Except maybe the sheep. I'd watch the sheep ... Oddly Enough is the first collection of short stories from Kim M. Watt, author of the Beaufort Scales Cozy Mysteries (with dragons) series and the Gobbelino London, P.I., series. These 24 tales are full of the same humour, friendship, and joy as her novels, with the addition of story machines, rubber ducks, dangerous cruises and sock monsters, to name a few. Plus...

"Zombies don't exist. You told me they don't exist.""There's a corpse clawing its way out of a grave over there. I'm open to the possibility that I may have been wrong." I see dead people. And I'm not the only one. They're even on Facebook. The dead are rising, and if we don't stop them before the infection spreads any further, we're going to be knee-deep in the zombie apocalypse before you can say mmm, brains. The only problem is, we don't know why they're rising, who started it, or how to stop them. But G & C London, Private Investigators, are on the case. Just as soon as we get through dealing with disapproving reapers, irate magicians, zombie-fied chickens, and a small internal case of undeadness. Trust us. This is the second book in the Gobbelino London, PI urban fantasy series, centred around the adventures of a mercenary feline PI and his...

<p><em>Baton. Light. Chocolate. Duck.</em><br></p><p><br></p><p>This is not DS Adams' usual kit. This is not DS Adams' usual case. She doesn't think it's <em>anyone's</em> usual case, not with the vanishing children and the looming bridge and the hungry river. Not with the <em>snap-snap-snap</em>.&nbsp;<br></p><p><br></p><p>But six kids are missing, and she's not going to let there be a seventh. Not on her watch. And she knows how to handle human monsters, after all. How different can this really be?<br></p><p><br></p><p>So: Baton. Light. Chocolate. And the bloody duck.<em></em><br></p><p><em></em><br></p><p><em>Let's be having you,...