Dark Humor Mystery

Augie is dying to know Izzie Crilly’s secret, and death may be the price he pays for figuring it out. When a student is killed in a freak accident outside the comic book shop, Augie writes it off as tragedy—until he spots Izzie, Hollowbrook High’s newest outcast, watching the scene with eerie calm. The dead boy was her boyfriend. But instead of grieving, she strolls away and orders a sandwich. Strange? Definitely. But things get weirder. Izzie starts dating Mateo. Augie’s baffled. Mateo’s popular, good-looking—everything Izzie isn’t. With her bulging eyes, obsession with the ...

Beth, Portia, and Eddie Morgan haven't all been together in years. And for very good reasons - we'll get to those later. But when their wealthy grandfather dies and leaves a cryptic final message in his wake, the siblings and their respective partners must come together for a cross-country road trip to fulfill his final wish and - more importantly - secure their inheritance. But time with your family can be tough. It is for everyone. It's even harder when you're all keeping secrets and trying to forget a memory, a missing person, an act of revenge, the man in the black truck....

Almost everyone in prison will tell you they’re in there for a crime they didn’t commit, but Anthony Rourke really means it. That’s because he’s actually Bunny McGarry, who has got himself into one of Nevada’s finest penitentiaries under false pretenses. He is there to bust someone else out.

Spring is in the air. Gus is feeling pretty good about the change in seasons until an unknown man decides he would rather change from being alive to being dead. He clearly drank something toxic, and it didn’t agree with him. The question is, did he really decide to do that, or did someone make that decision for him. Only that question is buried under a lot of other layers of questions. Why did the man visit Gus a few days before his death proclaiming the end times were near? Why didn’t he take enough poison to kill him near instantly instead of lingering around for days slowly dying? ...

A meeting in a cemetery somewhere in Las Vegas between a pale-faced witch and a servant to the albino demon named Synner. She gives him an ancient sword that holds the powers that will kill Cadence Mage. A year before, there was a battle at The Saint Joan of Arc Church, an event Cadence wanted to forget. The battle left him holding his dead love, Meadow, in his arms. Unaware his mother placed Meadow’s soul inside the three-headed dagger and in time, with Tidus Brack’s help, they enter the dream world to bring her back from the dead, but bringing her back will come with a price. The pale...

A witch and a mortal walk into a store... No, this isn’t the beginning of a bad joke. Because they both came into Thea Beal’s little craft store in the sleepy town of Ardensville, Illinois. They bought crafts and went their way. A few hours later, the witch, Rebecca was found dead! Thea isn’t like other witches. She just wants to run a craft store with Sybil, her fluffy orange kitten familiar. When she’s not working on her store, she wants to learn more magic from her quirky and eccentric, but highly skilled magic user, Granny. Or...dream ooey-gooey thoughts of the dreamy bear ...

Once a city of enormous wealth and culture, Prague was home to emperors, alchemists, astronomers, and, as it’s whispered, hell portals. When music student Sarah Weston lands a summer job at Prague Castle cataloging Beethoven’s manuscripts, she has no idea how dangerous her life is about to become. Prague is a threshold, Sarah is warned, and it is steeped in blood. Soon after Sarah arrives, strange things begin to happen.

Rhiannon Lewis should be happy. Her cheating fiancé is in jail – framed for the depraved killing spree she committed. Her ex-lover is chopped up and buried where no-one will find him. But there’s one small problem. She’s pregnant. And as much as Rhiannon wants to continue working her way through her kill lists, a small voice inside is trying to make her stop. Now Rhiannon has to choose – motherhood or murder.

Paranormal Women’s Fiction from #1 Amazon bestseller J.R. Rain and New York Times bestseller H.P. Mallory! My nine-year-old daughter and I have just moved to an outpost of a Hollow called Misty Hollow. As a Bruja (a Latin-American witch), I’ve been hired by the mayor to help build the warding infrastructure for the blossoming town. But there are a few things I wasn’t aware of before I agreed to take on this job: * The mayor is a bloodsucking vampire, and as a witch, there’s nothing I despise more than the undead. * There’s something sinister going on in Misty Hollow, and, more ...

Fred Van Lente's brilliant debut is both an homage to the Golden Age of Mystery and a thoroughly contemporary show-business satire. As the story opens, nine comedians of various acclaim are summoned to the island retreat of legendary Hollywood funnyman Dustin Walker. The group includes a former late-night TV host, a washed-up improv instructor, a ridiculously wealthy "blue collar" comic, and a past-her-prime Vegas icon.

Rhiannon Lewis thought she finally had it all: thanks to the pandemic she’s had to keep a much lower profile but has found happiness with her fiancé Rafael and his family. For once, she is surrounded by people who love her for who she is (or who they think she is). After over 800 days without murdering anyone, the woman formerly known as the Sweetpea Killer thinks she might have finally turned over a new leaf. That is until her soon-to-be sister-in-law has a run in with her abusive ex, and Rhiannon rediscovers her taste for revenge.

Molly the maid is all alone in the world. A nobody. She’s used to being invisible in her job at the Regency Grand Hotel, plumping pillows and wiping away the grime, dust and secrets of the guests passing through. She’s just a maid—why should anyone take notice? But Molly is thrown into the spotlight when she discovers an infamous guest, Mr Black, very dead in his bed. This isn’t a mess that can be easily cleaned up.

A deadly accident. A grieving boyfriend. A detective duo that can barely stand each other. When a high-speed collision leaves a young woman dead and her boyfriend devastated, Detectives Flynt and Steele are called to investigate what looks like an open-and-shut case. But as the bruises from the crash fade, a darker truth emerges—this was no accident. Someone wanted her dead, and they’re ready to kill again. Steele, ever the pragmatist, wants to follow procedure and let the evidence lead the way. Flynt, however, feels something more sinister lurking beneath the surface, and his instinct ...

She nips to modern-day London for a spot of Christmas shopping.... ...and ends up in 1958. Scarlett visits London’s Oxford Street to soak up the festive atmosphere, buy gifts, drink coffee and eat pastries. There, she meets Maisie, an elderly homeless woman who regales the tragic tale of how she was imprisoned for a murder she didn't commit. And lost the love of her life. Soon, Scarlett and her hunky husband are in December 1958 to avert a tragedy, armed only with mince pies and Christmas cake. If they fail, Maisie will spend thirty years in prison and miss out on marriage. Don't miss the...

Secrets. Lies. Murder. And the dog walkers of Gordonston are back for more. Four months after Tom Hudd’s mysterious disappearance, the gossip in this leafy Savannah neighborhood is at an all-time high. But while most of the residents speculate, one of them knows exactly what happened—because they made it happen. Meanwhile, newly elected mayor Elliot Miller is juggling political ambitions and personal agendas, while Detective Jeff Morgan is reopening old cases—two missing persons and a murder he thought was solved. But in Gordonston, nothing stays buried forever. As vengeance is ...

Bobby Gold is a lovable criminal. After nearly 10 years in prison, he's no sooner out than he's back to work breaking bones for tough guys. His turf: the club scene and restaurant business. It's not that he enjoys the job - Bobby has real heart - but he's good at it, and a guy has to make a living. Things change when he meets Nikki, the cook at a club most definitely not in his territory. Smitten, he can't stay away. Bobby Gold has known trouble before, but with Nikki the sauté bitch in his life, things take a turn for life or death.

In the middle of difficulty lies opportunity… Or, at least, that’s what Albert Einstein said. But I’m not sure I believe it because it seems everything in my life has gone to heck, but I have yet to find an opportunity in any of it. Things are going so bad, in fact, that I’m wondering if I’ve been cursed. Of course, I don’t really have any enemies, so who in the world would want to curse me? Not only that, but Wanda insists I’m not cursed so maybe this bad luck is just exactly that… bad luck? Well, one thing I do know is that life would be a whole heck of a lot easier if I ...

A storm. A secret. A throne with a body in it. Welcome to Harrowgate Manor — you’re going to die laughing. Vivian Sinclair thought her scandals were buried beneath old headlines and designer fur. But when she’s lured to a crumbling castle with a cast of suspicious strangers and one truly cursed chair, she realizes she’s walked into a murder mystery more twisted than her last tabloid spread. By dessert, someone’s dead. By midnight, everyone’s a suspect. There’s a war hero with something to hide, a socialite with a taste for arsenic, a reverend with blood on his hands, and an ...

Bunny McGarry has finally got a lead in his mission to find the Sisters of the Saint, but the lead, one Father Gabriel de Marcos, isn’t willing to play ball. Desperate times call for desperate measures and Bunny has to put the padre under surveillance with a little help from some old friends. Father Gabriel runs a boxing club at the bad end of the Bronx, battling to keep kids out of gangs - noble, thankless work. Thing is, saints don’t typically have assassins sent after them. What sins are hidden in the padre’s mysterious past?

The Bombay Family of Assassins have hung up their gun belts, vials of undetectable poisons, and throwing knives for good. Or have they? The kids of the newest generation have itchy trigger fingers and an opportunity pops up that's too good to refuse.