Marriage? It can be absolute murder. Wedding planner for the rich and famous, Felicity Philips is aiming to land the biggest gig of her life - the next royal wedding. But there are a few obstacles in her way ... ... not least of which is a dead body the police believe she is responsible for murdering. Out of custody, but under suspicion, her rivals are lining up to ruin her name. With so much on the line, she needs to prove it wasn't her and fast. But that means finding out who the real killer is ... ... without said killer finding out what she is up to. With Buster the bulldog as...

What's worse than one dead body? Two, right? Wrong. It's not so much the number of bodies that Patricia needs to worry about, it's how far up the mystery meter they score, and this latest case is a doozey. Confused by the clues, Patricia and team must work against the clock to discover the truth. It's not so simple as following a breadcrumb trail of clues though and when the body count continues to climb ... well, can anyone figure out what is going on? An ape on the loose, a suspiciously empty glass tank in a storage room, and someone working very hard in the background to derail...

On board the world's finest luxury cruise ship, the days are filled with sunshine, cocktails, and incredible new places to explore. Unless you are employed as the ship's detective, that is. That job falls to a lady called Patricia Fisher, a whip-smart sleuth whose special skills include attracting trouble, getting shot at, and running away screaming. So, when a mysterious stowaway is found murdered in the bowels of the ship, it falls firmly into her lap to work out not only who he is, but who killed him. To a backdrop of petty thefts, con artists targeting the rich and famous on...

Reaching the British Unions Isles, the passengers and crew arrive in time for the annual pirate festival. It's party time! But when Patricia and friends leave the ship, they find an eccentric millionaire waiting to hire them ... ... and his fireside spooky ghost story is too good not to investigate. Patricia expects to figure this one out before happy hour arrives, but when the sun goes down and her client goes missing, the game gets downright scary. Are there ghosts on this island? Has the client been snatched by vengeful spirits? The locals certainly thinks so and they seem to...

Marriage. It can be absolute murder. It's the day of the wedding and the bride's little dog has gone missing. Ernie, her champion Pomeranian is to be the ring bearer and she will not get married without him. Thus starts a day Felicity would sooner forget. It's a mercy she has Amber and Buster with her. Sending them to scour the venue for the little dog, it's not long before the next problem arises. Is the wedding just suffering a run of bad luck, or are there other forces in play? Missing dogs and stressed-out brides are not the only thing on Felicity's mind - tonight is the...

If you devote your life to seeking revenge ... Whether Confucius had it right or not is of little consequence to Patricia Fisher right now because she's on the run from multiple criminals plus the cruise ship's security team who have orders to arrest her on sight. Her arch nemesis, Angelica Howard-Box, has finally figured out how to win and she is going all out to make Patricia's life a living hell. Dressed in a pink anime kitten outfit, cut off from her friends, and forced to perform ridiculous tasks because Angelica is suddenly holding all the cards. It's Patricia's toughest...

Tempest Michaels is about to have a bad week. When a newspaper ad typo sends all manner of daft paranormal enquiries his way, P.I. Tempest Michaels has no sense of the trouble and danger heading his way. In no time at all, he has multiple cases to investigate, but it's all ridiculous nonsense like minor celebrity Richard Claythorn, who believes he is being stalked by a werewolf and a shopkeeper in a nearby village with an invisible thief. Solving these cases might be fun if his demanding mother (Why are there no grandchildren, Tempest?) didn't insist on going with him, but the simple...

Okay, so I have an attitude problem. Telling your superior officer he is an (insert expletive) might not a good career move, but it sure felt good to do it. Especially since he is. It's not so much that I like fighting ... I'm tiny, bits of me are missing (I'll tell you about the accident later maybe), but none of that means I am going to take any crap. So when I get attacked by two freakin' ugly creatures, and my body reacts by channelling some kind of magic ... well, that was the coolest sh*t ever. I can wield magic, baby, yeah! And that's where the real problems began.

Zachary has the shield of God. Anastasia wants it. Need I say more? Immortal werewolf meets ... well, whatever Anastasia is, head on. It's about to get brutal.

No one knows about them. No one is ready. The false gods are coming. In seven days, I have to surrender myself to a demon. That was what I agreed to. That was the price to rescue a teenage girl. What would you do with your last week? My plan to drink good whisky and relax got shot to hell within hours when the police, who hate me by the way, begged for my help. They have a murder with... strange circumstances. I only need one look at the pictures to know they look like werewolf wounds. Could the killer we are chasing be my friend the snarky werewolf? I certainly hope not because...