Dark Humor Mystery

It's the score of a lifetime: easy access to a lavish New York City apartment, hordes of valuables, and an absentee owner avoiding the lawyers of his unhappy ex-wives. But before they pull the job, Dortmunder's crew is startled to find their beloved gin joint, the OJ, in the clutches of the Mafia--who consider it perfect for a little fraud, courtesy of a nice big fire. For tactical and highly superstitious reasons, the fate of the OJ is even more important to the crew than the enormous score.

Stake and Bake Coco is moving her bakery into a new shop and her friends are thrilled. The guy moving her bakery items, not so much. He's a grump and rattles Coco to the core. So when he ends up dead inside her new digs, Coco finds herself smack dab in the middle of a murder investigation. Masie and Scooter work with Coco at the bakery. Scooter has a way with cakes, but is he any good at solving crimes? Masie can make a mean crumpet, but her sleuth solving skills are still questionable. Stella and Vivian are seniors, but you know the old saying, 60 is the new 40, and these gals are spry as ...

Sheriff Gus knows it’s going to be a bad week when he sees Sedric Hedgecock’s breathalyzer score. With a blood alcohol level of 0.62 percent, Hedgecock should be dead. If the breathalyzer’s isn’t on the fritz, Hedgecock’s superhuman. Either way, he’s blind drunk, so off to the county jail he goes. Joining the wannabe Bacchus in Gus’s cells is Jennifer Louis Bachman, awaiting extradition to Kansas on a murder charge. The victim in question is Jennifer’s unborn child, and the murder weapon is an illegal Mexican abortion. With the governor vacillating on whether to extradite, ...

Acompañada de tres hombres, una mujer llega a un pueblo en busca del panadero para cobrar venganza. Cuando lo encuentra, lo balacea y le prende fuego al lugar. Las investigaciones del crimen revelarán los oscuros secretos de las conocidas hermanas Baladro, dueñas de cantinas y prostíbulos. Estafas, trata de mujeres, entierros clandestinos y asesinatos conforman el siniestro reino que las dos mujeres, Serafina y Arcángela, han construido a su alrededor.

Da werden doch die Kühe auf der Alm verrückt - Franz Eberhofer soll einen Mord begangen haben! Als im Polizeihof Landshut ein toter Polizist gefunden wird, ist Franz der Hauptverdächtige. Schließlich handelt es sich um seinen erklärten Erzfeind Barschl, mit dem er am Abend vorher einen Riesenkrach hatte. Dann wird auch noch die Mordwaffe gefunden: Franz Eberhofers Hirschfänger. Zum Glück ist der Birkenberger Rudi zur Stelle, um den delikaten Fall aufzuklären, und natürlich gibt auch der Moratschek seinen Senf dazu.

When her daughter Lotte was born, Dani had welcomed the chance to be a stay-at-home mother. To be good at something, for once. But now Dani can’t stop thinking about her seemingly healthy husband, Clark, dropping dead. Not because she hates him (not right now, anyway) but because it’s become abundantly clear to Dani that if he dies, she and Lotte will be left destitute. And then Dani discovers The Temple.

All Cadence wanted was a one-night sleep, but when he slept, he fought demons in his dreams. They were demons that terrorized the human world. In his battles, he would use his sword called Ethereal to send them back to hell, where they had escaped from. But now the demons were quiet. They were no longer in his dreams. The demons are now attacking him on earth, letting him know the blue-purple flame is coming for him. Cadence stumbles on an ancient three-headed dagger from his past. The three witches are using the dagger to kill young women, collecting their blood. Why do they need the blood...

Something is up with Lorcan. And I’m fairly sure I’m not just imagining things—he’s been distracted, working later than usual, appears exhausted, and was that vanilla perfume I smelled on him? Regardless of what’s going on with the undead nuisance, I’ve got my own problems to deal with. Namely, I’ve been pinpointed as the main suspect in a murder! I know—as if I have the time or the interest to kill someone. Ridiculous. Anyway, before this situation gets any worse, I need to prove my innocence, stat. Just how am I going to do that? Stick around and find out…

Dermot McEvoy sweeps his listeners into the midst of one of the most heated political races in New York City history, where an unlikely player decides to make her presence known. First it hits the papers that the Virgin Mary has appeared to Jackie Swift, an affable G.O.P. congressman with a couple of nasty habits. She then appears in a dream to Wolfe Tone O'Rourke, a liberal political consultant who is still haunted by the ghost of Bobby Kennedy, whose death he feels responsible for.

Elle faces her most difficult case yet when a stolen medieval document leads them to discover a 450-year-old curse... A curse she needs to break at all costs. When a medieval document is stolen from a London import-export broker of witchcraft antiquities, the witch detective connects it to the murder and magical mayhem that has plagued two Scottish families for centuries. But the stakes are raised even higher when Elle learns that the purloined parchment is to be the ransom for two kidnapped witches. But where is it? And where are they? When Elle decides to recruit her enemy, Niall, a ...

I’m finally going to Blood Rose Academy, where I’ll be trained in witch magic, and I can’t wait… Except Blood Rose Academy isn’t exactly how I hoped it would be. First off, the witches are all catty and hex-happy, and I’ve been targeted as their newest victim. And if that weren’t bad enough, there’s a longstanding feud between the witches and the vampires, which means all vampires hate the witches and vice-versa. Maybe that wouldn’t suck so hard (no pun intended) if I didn’t sorta, kinda have a crush on one of the vamps—a loner named Rook, who happens to be the ...

Gus is having one of the best things a man that works in law enforcement can have, a very slow day. His slow day only gets better when he discovers that an ice cream shop is opening near the law enforcement complex. Even though the ice cream shop only serves gelato, that’s not enough to spoil his good mood on this slow day. The only real way his slow day could get ruined was if someone mysteriously dropped dead in the yoga studio across the street from the ice cream shop while at nearly the same time Father Xavier volunteered him to speak at the weekly Tuesday prayer breakfast at town ...

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...

Rhiannon is your average girl next door, settled with her boyfriend and little dog...but she's got a killer secret. Although her childhood was haunted by a famous crime, Rhinannon's life is normal now that her celebrity has dwindled. By day her job as an editorial assistant is demeaning and unsatisfying. By evening she dutifully listens to her friend's plans for marriage and babies whilst secretly making a list. A kill list.

When your arch-nemesis dies and she still won't leave you alone. It's safe to say, Joyce and I don't get along. She's two-faced, for a start. So when she does me a solid and takes a drunken tumble and dies, I can finally forget all about her. Not that I wanted her dead. But peace isn’t on the cards for long because Joyce isn’t really gone. For reasons known only to the twisted universe, she’s come back to haunt me. Now, I can’t get a moment’s peace—not even in the bathroom—because this needy, ghostly, zombie version of Joyce follows me everywhere. And to make matters worse, ...

The second book in Heloise Hull’s Adept At Fifty series. For all those who like their rosé chilled and their demons hot! I never expected to find my prim and proper mother harboring a secret life, but then again, I never thought I'd quit my job at age fifty and move into my cousin's occult shop in Southern France. C'est la vie. We sell tarot cards and trinkets to tourists, but there’s real magic thrumming through these walls, magic I’m finally learning to trust again. For the first time in years, I feel like myself. Yet my new powers are good at attracting new problems. My dead ...

Rock star Castor Greaves and his model girlfriend vanished twenty years ago after an infamous gig in Soho. According to urban myth they’re still alive - holed up somewhere by the Golden Road, a fabled music-industry 'disappearing' service - so when PI Kenny Gabriel is hired to solve the notorious case, he knows he’ll need to watch his back. But Kenny’s life is in danger already: a brain tumour is messing with his mind, and he may well have nothing to lose. Stalking the seedy clubs and backstreets of Soho, he makes a gruesome discovery....

Werewolf detective Karina opens her private investigation office and gets her first case. Vanya Rykov, the retired Alpha from her old pack, is arrested for the shooting death of a werewolf hunter, a man who has longtime connections to her own family. Now, it’s up to Karina to prove his innocence, but Vanya’s not talking. As she begins to investigate the murder, Jack Hardy, her boyfriend and a new werewolf who is rising into his full Alpha powers, gets a job that pits them against each other professionally. Jack’s job as a special investigator for the D.A.’s office means that it is ...

In the sultry, shadowed streets of New Orleans, where jazz drifts through iron-laced balconies and secrets fester beneath the Spanish moss, four extraordinary women are drawn together by fate—and a touch of the supernatural. Welcome to The Order of the Midnight Bloom , an urban fantasy series that will sweep you into a world where life, death, and everything in between blur like smoke on a moonlit night. Rose and Gail, society mavens and proprietors of their family’s historic funeral parlor, have built lives steeped in tradition—but nothing could prepare them for what lies beyond the ...

When a passenger check-in desk at Terminal Two, Heathrow Airport, shot up through the roof engulfed in a ball of orange flame, the usual people tried to claim responsibility. First the IRA, then the PLO and the Gas Board. Even British Nuclear Fuels rushed out a statement to the effect that the situation was completely under control, that it was a one-in-a-million chance, that there was hardly any radioactive leakage at all and that the site of the explosion would make a nice location for a day out with the kids and a picnic.