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(The Cook and Inspector Mysteries Book 8)

Cozy Mystery

Date Published: April 8, 2025

 

 

A music box, a murder, and a message from the grave…

When would-be gourmet cook Angie Amalfi takes a seemingly ordinary music
box to be repaired, a series of grisly murders begins, each one inching
closer to her and her fiancé, San Francisco Homicide Inspector Paavo
Smith. As she and Paavo race to uncover the truth, they discover the music
box isn’t just a relic—it’s a key to unraveling secrets
that someone is willing to kill to protect. The discovery leads to dark,
emotional chapters from the past—chapters that everyone believed would
be buried forever.

For readers of the Inspector Rebecca Mayfield mystery series, this story
takes place soon after Rebecca and Angie’s cousin Richie meet (in the
novella, The Thirteenth Santa). Richie has a minor role in this story.

NOTE: The main characters in this story appear in an early mystery series
by the author which is being completely reimagined and updated.

The Cook and Inspector Mysteries


 

 

Death on a Silver Platter, Book 1

A Quiche Before Dying, Book 2

The Marinara Murders, Book 3

Close Encounters of the Deadly Kind, Book 4

Death by Devil’s Food, Book 5

Blind Date’s Bitter End, Book 6

The Taverna Affair, Book 7

The Music Box Mystery, Book 8

 

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About the Author

Joanne Pence

Joanne Pence is an award-winning, USA Today best-selling author of the
Inspector Rebecca Mayfield mysteries, The Cook and the Inspector mysteries,
the Donnelly Cabin Inn series, and the Ancient Secrets supernatural suspense
novels (writing as J.M. Pence), as well as contemporary romance, historical
fiction, romantic suspense, and a fantasy. Her novels present a variety of
times, places, and reading experiences from mysterious to thrilling,
emotional to lightly humorous, as well as powerful tales of times long past.
Her books have won or been nominated for a number of high honors, including
the Willa Cather Literary Award for Historical Fiction; North American Book
Award for Mystery; Idaho Top Fiction Award; The Golden Quill, RWA’s Rita and
Golden Heart Awards, Daphne du Maurier Award, Independent Bookseller’s
Golden Scroll, and Romantic Times Career Achievement Award and Best Amateur
Sleuth Award.

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Romance

Date Published: March 19, 2025

Publisher: Wild Rose Press

 

 

Trauma surgeon, Rea Tasson, rescues Hollywood heartthrob Drew Foster after
he crashes his Porsche into the beach by her house. To escape unwanted
publicity, she allows him to stay the night.

After discovering Rea’s fiancée died from an opioid overdose, Drew
chooses to stay. Their friendship grows, as does their romance. But when
Drew’s next project takes him to Paris, Rea must reconcile with all the
people who have abandoned her, if she ever wants a happily ever after.

About the Author

Caryn M. McGill

Caryn M. McGill has always been a storyteller. She often told tales to her
children at bedtime in lieu of reading to them. A serious daydreamer, she
used to think it the opposite of her education and work in the sciences, but
now realizes scientists are the ultimate daydreamers. She’s immersed herself
in a lifelong study of religion, astrology, reincarnation, and past-life
regressions. This otherworldly journey produced her debut novel, The Wives
of Lucifer (2015), a trilogy. She also writes a romantic suspense series,
Steel and Desire, under the name Kendra Greenwood. Her newest novel,
Regrets, debuts in 2025 and her current work, His Daughter, is in pitch
mode. Caryn grew up on the beaches of Long Island’s East End. When she’s not
writing, you can find her in the kitchen whipping up something scrumptious
or in the studio, painting and fusing glass into decorative dishes.

 

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Paranormal Romance

Date Published: April 4, 2025

 

 

He may be her salvation — if she’s willing to lose her wings all over
again.

 

Livia was cast out of heaven for the crime of falling in love with a human.
So what’s a fallen angel to do when she meets the man of her dreams? Falling
certainly has its perks.

Ty didn’t expect the angel at his party to be fallen or to have a murky
past. He also didn’t expect her to end up in his arms. Now he’s not about to
let the past stand in the way of their future.

 

EXCERPT

 

Parties are so lame.

Livia crossed her arms and stared at the people swaying before her. Hard
rock blasted from the speakers and rumbled the floor. She flicked a lock of
her hair over her shoulder. Dancing, laughing, and more than enough
drinking. She sighed. When was the last time she’d danced and laughed? Hell.
She couldn’t remember.

She wanted to dance, to wrap her arms around a torso thick with muscle, to
rest her head on a taut set of pecs and hear the heartbeat of a red-blooded
male like the one she’d drooled over in her history course. He’d mentioned
throwing an event. She wanted to see him, to see if he was actually like the
persona she’d created for him in her mind.

She snorted. Meeting a guy was probably not the best reason to attend a
costume party off campus, but who cared? It wasn’t like she had anyone
keeping tabs on her.

A young man dressed as a gladiator ambled toward her. “Hel-lo,
beautiful.” A wide grin curled his lips. His blond hair flopped over
his brow as he winked and pointed to her with his sloshing cup. “You
shouldn’t stand in the corner alone. Might get your wings dirty.”

Wings? She crooked one brow. She’d come as a Madonna look-alike, not an
angel. When she glanced over her shoulder, sure enough, her wings were there
— translucent, but there. Odd. “They’ll wash.” Her wings had been
ripped off over two thousand years prior. When – and how — the hell had
they come back?

“Yeah?” He wobbled on his feet. “Feathers work in a washing
machine?” He burped and his dark eyes widened. “I made a
funny.” He swayed again and splashed beer onto her bustier.

Livia gritted her teeth. This wasn’t the man she had in mind. Her dream man
didn’t slop alcohol on anyone — as far as she knew. Was the man in her mind
simply a figment of her imagination? An impossibility? Probably. She’d been
around far too long and seen more than her share of good men fall by the
wayside.

At least washing the beer stench out of her clothes wouldn’t be too
difficult.

“So, do ya wanna go make out?” He licked his lips. “I’m a
great kisser, and I bet you do wonders with those tits.”

“Go home, Brett.”

Livia’s blood turned to fire in her veins. The deep, gravelly voice set her
nerves on edge. If the drunken fool would just blow, she could at least see
the guy who’d come to her aid. If he was Tyler from history class, then even
better.

“Butt out, Ty.” Brett smacked his lips. “We were gonna have
sex. Me and those lovelies.” He reached out, hands hovering over her
chest. “Come to Brett. Again.”

Again? Who was this clown? “I wouldn’t have sex with you if you were
the last man alive,” Livia snapped and slapped his hands away.
“You spilled beer on me, and you’re an ass.”

“You’d know.” He swayed into her personal space and murmured in a
much less slurred tone, “I never forgot you.”

Never forgot her? What the hell was this guy drinking? She stared at the
drunken gladiator. Nothing about him really stood out. Still, at her age,
everything looked a little familiar. He couldn’t possibly be him. Isaiah was
dead. She’d seen him die over three centuries ago.

“Okay, time for Brett to go home. I don’t want shit on my carpet, and
she’s not interested.” The owner of the deep voice stepped out from
behind Livia and grabbed Brett’s arms. Her jaw dropped. This man was the
man. The man. Tyler Wilson embodied her innermost desires, and he was right
there protecting her.

Lean muscle filled out Ty’s tall frame. What would it feel like to have his
hands on her body? To run her fingers through his thick, dark hair and
listen to him murmur dirty things as they explored each other’s bodies —
what would it be like? A flash of bodies moving together and the look of
sheer lust in his blue eyes filled her mind. Oh, good God, it would be
almost heaven. Her pussy clenched and liquid heat coated her panties.

If he felt the heat, too. She couldn’t hope to be so lucky again. The
run-in with Brett or whoever he was had served as a cold reminder of what
she’d fallen for and couldn’t have.

Both men moved through the throng of people and disappeared. She should
stick around and find out if Ty was interested or if he was just keeping an
eye on his property. Not that she could blame him. Dumped beer could be
murder on a sound system. Not that her opinion mattered much. She was just a
partygoer like everyone else there. She folded her arms. Every moment she
waited, her conscience ate into her a little more. Waiting made her look
weak. It made her look needy. Was she needy?

Maybe. Damn.

No. She’d waited long enough. If he really wanted to talk to her, he’d have
come back. She turned and made her way to the apartment door and rummaged
through the pile of coats, looking for hers. Guys like Ty had women chasing
them in swarms. She’d been witness to that every time she walked out of the
Saunders Building. She wasn’t going to follow him around like a damned
puppy. Coat in hand, she turned toward the door. She plowed into a scantily
clad tiger giggling with a cowboy.

“Watch it,” the tiger snapped. “Nice wings, though. Costume
outlet, or did you get them online? I’ve been looking for some just like
them. I want a set. Michael, buy me some like that.”

Livia rolled her eyes. The truth was much too involved. Obscure always
worked. “I don’t remember.”

The cowboy tipped his hat. “Wanna join in?” He bobbed his brows,
and his gaze went straight to her chest. “We’re always looking for
more, and looking at those boobs, you’d be one hell of a third.”

“Michael! You said I was the only one,” she squealed. “No
more thirds.”

Michael shrugged. “Can’t blame me for asking.” He turned his
attention back to Livia. “You in?”

If they only knew what she’d done during her lifetime. “I’m good. No
thanks.” Livia ducked her head and stepped out into the hallway. She
didn’t look up until she hit the stairwell door.

Finally. Freedom.

Livia stopped on the landing and stared up at the sky through the round
stairwell window. Her heart ached. He was out there somewhere. The one man
to complete her. Was he still alive? Had she’d only imagined his death? Or
was she doomed to walk the Earth for the rest of eternity, alone?

Tears burned at the corners of her eyes. It was foolish to pine for the
assumed dead, especially when they’d parted so badly. Still, Isaiah held her
heart and her life in his hands, just as he’d had for the last couple
thousand years.

Footsteps thumped behind her, but she didn’t bother to look up.

“Angel?”

About the Author

Megan Slayer, aka Wendi Zwaduk, is a multi-published, award-winning author
of more than one-hundred short stories and novels. She’s been writing
since 2008 and published since 2009. Her stories range from the contemporary
and paranormal to LGBTQ and white hot themes. No matter what the length, her
works are always hot, but with a lot of heart. She enjoys giving her
characters a second chance at love, no matter what the form. She’s
been nominated at the LRC for Best Author, Best Contemporary, Best
Ménage, Best BDSM and Best Anthology. Her books have made it to the
bestseller lists on various e-tailer sites.

When she’s not writing, Megan spends time with her husband and son as
well as three dogs and three cats. She enjoys art, music and racing, but
football is her sport of choice. She’s an active member of the Friends
of the Keystone-LaGrange Public library.

 

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Steven F. Seagull & The Missing Chips Blitz

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Children’s Book

Date Published: 06-13-2024

Publisher: Magnetic Lion Productions

 

 

The chipocalypse is the greatest mystery to hit the seaside town of Fry
Cove. Join Steven F Seagull on the adventure of a lifetime in this Pencraft
Best Book engaging read about courage, friendship and teamwork, which
reviewers hail as ‘an unexpected delight.’

Who stole the chips? Was it the Deny the Fry colony, who want all seagulls
to quit eating chips? Or was it the seagull mafia boss, Stefano Giacomo, who
has concocted a dastardly plot to convert all seagulls to pizza and pasta?
As part of the newly formed CIA (Chips Investigation Agency), our reluctant
hero, along with Charlie, Steven Colton, the karate chopping Bart, and
Steven Rhys pit their wits to solve the mystery.

Whether you’re a fan of whimsical tales or simply in need of a
feel-good read, this Readers’ Favourite 5 Star ‘war of the best
carbohydrates’ book is sure to leave you smiling.

 

Excerpt

Nervous, I flew alongside my dad, wondering what to expect. Fry Cove looked
so peaceful and calm from the air, hiding the chip chaos. Dad took me to a
rooftop on the edge of Fry Cove, where we found a hole and squeezed inside
the lair of his ex-crime fighting friend.

It was dark inside, except for the light coming through the hole. A seagull
emerged from a shadowy corner, smoke surrounding him in a cloudy haze.

“Who goes there?” he grumbled.

My dad held up his wings like he was surrendering.

“It’s okay, it’s me, Steven Petronius.”

A bedraggled seagull hopped forward, a twig drooping from the corner of his
beak.

“Hmph, long time no see,” he said. “How long was it since
we were both in the seagull police force?”

They slapped each other on the back, and began chuckling.

“This is Steven Sherlock,” my dad said. “He’s a
very old friend.”

Both of them tipped their heads back and cackled, “Ah, ah, ah, ah,
ah!”

“Remember the time we busted that American fries racket?”
Steven Sherlock said.

“Oh yeah,” Dad said. “Our finest hour.” He beckoned
to me. “This is my son, Steven Fitzgerald.”

The ex-detective’s eyes scanned me.

“A fine boy,” he commented. “What can I do for you? Is it
anything to do with the chipocalypse?”

“Still as sharp as ever!” my dad said. “My boy just
joined the newly formed CIA, or Chips Investigation Agency. Its mission is
to solve the mystery of our missing chips, and restore order in Fry
Cove.”

I gulped, my mind racing at the thought of the responsibility I had
accepted.

“That’s brave of you,” said Steven Sherlock. “Pull
this off, and you’ll be the hero of Fry Cove.”

I hung my head low, knowing I was far from heroic.

“Unfortunately, Steven Zeus put the Artful Dodger in charge of the
CIA,” Dad said, shaking his head.

“That fool,” Steven Sherlock scoffed. “So, it means you
need all the help you can get.”

He finished his twig, and stubbed it out on the floor.

My dad asked, “Have you got any old tools of the trade to get my boy
started?”

Steven Sherlock lifted a wing tip in a lightbulb moment.

“I have something that could help.”

He waddled to the side of the room, which received light from the hole.
Pulling out a drawer, he dipped in, lifting something out. It was shiny, but
dusty. He dropped it on the floor with a clunk.

“You’ll find this useful when looking for clues,” he
said. “It’s my old spy glass.”

He demonstrated by picking it up with one foot, peering through it.

“You can see many things not visible to the seagull eye. It makes
tiny things bigger.”

“That’s…great,” I said, not sure how it would
help.

“Hmmm,” Dad said. “What else do you have in your
arsenal?”

Steven Sherlock rubbed his wings together with glee.

“Glad you asked! I have the full Chip Stealing Investigation tools
here!”

He used his beak to pull a cord. A series of drawers and cupboards popped
out, revealing a full range of crime fighting equipment.  There was so
much technology, it made my mind boggle.

“Here, we have a sophisticated tool for analysing wing tip
prints.”

I stared at the equipment wide-eyed.

“While over here,” he added, “I have some special cement
for making casts of footprints, chalk for drawing around dead gulls, and a
poop splatter examination kit. It can also analyse ketchup, mayonnaise, and
even barbeque sauce smears.”

“It’s so…hi-tech,” I said.

“You’re in the best of wings,” Dad said. Turning to
Steven Sherlock, he added, “Where do you suggest my boy
starts?”

He pulled the cord again, and the equipment rolled back into its secret
location.

“Go to the places of previous chip sightings, and use the spy glass
to find clues. Take samples of any ketchup smears or small items that you
think are suspicious, then bring them back to me in these little
bags.”

He passed me some empty chip bags.

“Okay,” I said, my voice quite shaky.

“You can do this,” Dad said. “I believe in
you.”

It was time to show Fry Cove my capabilities, but could I live up to my
dad’s expectations?

 

About the Author

Kitty May Gruchelska

Kitty May Gruchelska loves creating fantastical worlds for her readers,
full of diverse and quirky characters. In a past life, she was probably a
cat because she likes tuna, dislikes water, and frequently knocks things
over, but luckily, she has nine lives. Kitty May teaches in a magical desert
kingdom full of sunshine, camels, and rice dishes. She loves travelling,
which also inspires her to write.

 

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Dark / Drama / Thriller

Date Published: July 28, 2023

Publisher: Troubadour Books

 

 

“Love before Covid – A raw, philosophical dive into love’s
messy reality—unflinching, dark, and unapologetically human. Unlike
typical romance novels, LOVE BEFORE COVID is a dialogue-driven exploration
of human flaws and ideologies, blending fiction with metaphysical inquiry.
It’s not about comfort; it’s about confrontation and
insight.”

 

Laced with dark humour, it is best described as traumatic (sur)realism.
Love Before Covid takes the reader on a journey through the mind of Joe
Pastorius – jazz fan, poet, and victim of horrendous sexual and emotional
abuse at the hands of his mother.

The real-time dialogues between the characters that emerge from Joe’s
unconscious come via arguably corrupted memories and dystopian dreams. They
tell us more about Joe than he could ever know, and perhaps more about our
world than you could ever imagine.

Dialogues entail an exploration of clashing perspectives and opinions, that
cause reflection. Today though, our world has been infiltrated by online
dialogues that tend to feel like wild unfiltered streams of human thought,
raw, chaotic and often polarising and devoid of much reflection. Arguably
that attitude, and lack of reflection is mirrored by the characters you will
encounter. The reflection comes from the reader as the situations unfold.
Your moral boundaries will without doubt be pushed to the limit.

You will meet an altruist who can’t stand up for himself, a charming
but violent public intellectual, a beautiful dancer who hates fat people, a
flirty and gregarious bartender who will do anything to get pregnant, a
traumatised art historian who never wants to be a mother, a successful
intellectual Mexican writer who is secretly disapproving of her childhood
friend’s career as a pornstar, the teenage genius son of that pornstar
who has sexual fantasises about his mother, a woman who is pressured into
cutting off her penis and a successful therapist who has a habit of ruining
people’s lives.

And yes, before you ask, some of the characters in this book eventually
catch Covid 19. However, there is always hope. For Joe Pastorious, that
comes in the form of the psychopath named Janet Waverley.

 

About the Author

Greg Scorzo

During the pandemic Dr Greg Scorzo completed his first novel ‘LOVE
BEFORE COVID’ as well as producing an innovative radio play based on 6
chapters from that book, also called – LOVE BEFORE COVID. available on
our YouTube Channel.  and via Audioboom with links to all major podcast
platforms.

Greg says, “I was interested in the challenge of writing a novel that
was formally experimental, while still being easy for a mass audience to
read and understand. I love the idea of a piece of philosophy that is
simultaneously a work of fiction, and a philosophical thought experiment
which can function like a great, twisty roller coaster of a story that asks
the reader many questions. Unlike traditional philosophy and many
fashionable works of literature, this book purposefully asks questions
without giving answers, encouraging readers to think (and emote) for
themselves.”

Since gaining his PhD in Philosophy in 2011, Greg Scorzo has aimed to find
creative and original ways to take philosophical thinking outside of
academia. By using modern accessible philosophical dialogue inpublic talks,
podcasts and his novel Love Before Covid, Greg explores clashing
perspectives and opinions that cause reflection. Based in Leicester, he was
a founding member of Culture on the Offensive and runs the podcast The
‘Art of Thinking’.

Dialogues entail an exploration of clashing perspectives and opinions that
cause reflection. Statements and declarations can close minds.

The ‘Art of Thinking’ with Greg Scorzo podcast is available on
YouTube where he does friendly philosophical interrogation of ideas
with many interesting thinkers. Also available via Audioboom linking to all
major podcast platforms.

His extended essays on Arts and Culture as well as Cultural Issues are
available on this platform www.gregscorzo.com

He has a passion and extensive knowledge of film and music.

From 2017 – 2020 Greg Scorzo was active in running over 60 engaging
voluntary community sessions, centred around ‘The Art of
Thinking’  The focussed on  universal philosophical themes,
arts and culture and cultural issues. The ethos behind these events was to
encourage the use of EMPATHY, CLARITY and COURAGE in ensuing dialogues with
the audience. These were organised by COTO.

He also took up invitations to partner and run sessions at other events,
including the Battle of Ideas Festival at the Barbican London, the
Philosophy Now conference, Leicester Comedy Festival and  DeMontfort
University’s Cultural Exchanges festival. He is always interested to
partner up with other like minded people.

 

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