Sylvia is certain Quinn will reappear soon. There's a good explanation, and the event can be saved. Quinn would never ruin this night. At least not willingly. So, did he leave against his will? As more time passes without Quinn, anxiety spreads and suspicions rise. Nicole's reporter nose smells something amiss, and her heart aches that Quinn might be in trouble. Somehow she must help the man who anchored her through her own troubles. Ethan knows he ought to stay and help too-and find out what the cryptic note from Quinn was about. But he can't let the shadows of his past cost him his promising future. Long ago, Ethan and Nicole both quit dreaming they could ever reconcile, but as they cross tentative paths once more, will they allow themselves a chance to at least reminisce?
Finding Quinn's car wrapped around a tree doesn't ease anyone's mind that he'll reappear safe and sound. Could he have walked away from the accident unscathed? Rumors fly, as everyone in Hidden Falls wonders what kind of trouble Quinn must be in-and as they begin to realize the trouble they're in without him. Lauren tries not to panic as she pieces together the plans for the health fair. Ethan risks his job to finagle more time to help Nicole look for Quinn. Young children, students, church members...so many people rely on Quinn to simply be there-and now he's not. If Quinn is okay, why wouldn't he let anyone know-not even Sylvia? That hurts more than she'd like to admit. The stress and fear of it all, combined with her mother's creeping dementia, just might undo her-especially when big trouble comes knocking down the door of her shop.
Sylvia has major cleanup to do, not to mention figuring out if the vandalism to her shop could have something to do with Quinn's disappearance. Ethan and Nicole won't sit around idly waiting for Cooper Elliott to do all the work. Cooper has an investigation on his hands like never before in Hidden Falls, but he sure doesn't mind that it involves frequent communication with Lauren Nock. Liam is hitting wall after wall in finding a solution to his own personal crisis. Does he dare ask Dani for help (if she'd ever answer her phone)? Or even Jack Parker? Jack hears opportunity knocking. Surely all these crises require his legal expertise. But he feels a stronger tug toward his family-those four people who have almost given up on him. When his younger daughter needs him, will he choose to advance his career or to be her hero? While most of the town is falling apart in Quinn's unexplained absence, some things might come together quite nicely.
Quinn is still missing. Sylvia faces her ransacked shop. And now Dani's sabotaged boat has gone over the falls. Are these events related or just bad timing? Everyone wants answers. In all of this, as mayor, business owner, and daughter of Emma, Sylvia has never felt so inadequate, so empty of answers...so lost without Quinn. She's never liked Jack Parker much, but maybe he can use his connections to find Quinn. What could it hurt? Lauren's past resurges to haunt her. Nicole suffers a setback that might force her off the hunt for Quinn. Ethan's future is on the line. And Liam's suspicions about the missing money are full of disturbing possibilities. If Quinn would just return, Hidden Falls could get back to normal. If only it were that easy.
Four days without Quinn seems unreal, yet life in Hidden Falls must go on. Those closest to Quinn are tired of questions and desperate for answers. Sylvia tempers her anxiety with a determined focus on restoring her shop and setting an example for the community that all will be well again-hopefully soon. Lauren picks up where Quinn left off in plans for the fast-approaching health fair, no matter how overwhelming the task. Amid frantic efforts to buy time and save himself from blackmail and ruin, Liam stumbles upon a clue that-with help from Sylvia, Jack, and Dani-just might lead to Quinn. Meanwhile, an impatient Nicole, a re-energized Lauren, and a reluctant Ethan take matters into their own hands in a daring move to speed up the investigation into Quinn's disappearance. They never imagined what they'd find.
With her social life and writing career in tatters at the ripe old age of thirty-five, Sunni Taylor decides to pack up her things and join her sisters, Lana and Emily, in the small town of Firefly Junction. Hoping to open a bed and breakfast, Sunni sets herself the task of refurbishing the rundown Cider Ridge Inn, a two-hundred-year-old house with a sordid past. In the meantime, she's stuck writing dull human interest stories for the Junction Times. But when Sunni decides to bend the rules on her first newspaper assignment, she soon finds herself in her favorite place-right in the center of a murder investigation. Now if she can just steer clear of the cocky, irritating and far too appealing local detective, Brady "Jax" Jackson.
It isn't long before Sunni discovers that avoiding Jax is a piece of cake compared to staying clear of the equally cocky, irritating and far too appealing two-hundred-year-old ghost haunting the halls of the Cider Ridge Inn.
Lovably troublesome Gladie Burger runs into sizzling danger and a fiery love triangle in the second installment of Elise Sax's hilarious and sexy Matchmaker Mysteries series.
Since joining the family matchmaking business run by her eccentric and psychic Grandma Zelda, Gladie is always looking for love. But when an unbearable toothache knocks her out of commission and into the dentist's chair, she prays only for relief. No such luck. Emerging from an anesthetic haze, Gladie awakes to find that not only is her tooth still throbbing, but her dentist is dead-and the lead suspect in the murder, office receptionist Belinda, just so happens to be Gladie's first real client. Now it's up to Gladie to find Belinda a man and keep her from being locked up behind bars.
As if that weren't enough distraction, two gorgeous men are vying for Gladie's attention: Spencer, the playboy chief of police, and Holden, Gladie's secretive, gorgeously muscled neighbor. Still, Gladie's not complaining about having a helping hand or two when the case leads her to a dangerously bizarre cult. She may have met her match-and if she's not careful, it could be her last.
This is the re-release of Matchpoint. It is the same book with a new title and cover.
Lacy Marie Crocker's whimsical pet couture has gained a following in New Orleans' cozy Garden District, and word of mouth has traveled all the way to her favorite fashion designer, Annie Lane. Lacy is thrilled when Annie schedules a private session at her home to discuss a companion line for her evening wear, but when Lacy arrives for the appointment, she enters the kitchen to two mewling Siamese cats-and one very dead Annie.
Lacy takes the kittens home to care for them until they can be properly claimed by Annie's family or friends, but after a busy day of work, she returns home to find them missing. And when Lacy learns the cats are set to inherit Annie's fortune, she begins to wonder if the killer was after the kittens all along. Now Lacy will stop at nothing to save the Siamese and find justice for Annie-if the killer doesn't sink his claws into her first.
Luckily, Lacy has the help of handsome NOLA PD homicide detective Jack Oliver to help her catch the cat-napper before it's too late in Cat Got Your Cash, the endearing second Kitty Couture mystery from Julie Chase.
Just because Detective Quinn is on holiday does not mean that the rest of Riddler's Edge gets to take a break. And it definitely doesn't mean that Aisling misses him. But even if she did miss him - ever so slightly, mind you - she has far more urgent things to worry about. Like the fact that every single person the detective asked to look after his lighthouse has met with an unfortunate accident. Or the fact that a mysterious casino has appeared overnight - and instead of winning money, the gamblers are winning wishes. These wishes are not all they seem, and as violence and chaos break out, it's becoming ever more likely that the detective's lighthouse is keeping a secret of its own...
There's been another unfortunate death in Riddler's Edge. And just like last time, this one definitely wasn't a murder. Or was it? When Heather Flynn is found hanging from the church bell, it seems clear that she killed herself. But Aisling Smith is convinced otherwise - and not just because it appears that Heather's death was a resurrection spell gone wrong. There are mysterious symbols painted below Heather's body - symbols emitting a green glow that only Aisling can see. It's Shanty Season in Riddler's Edge - and seeing as Heather was a member of the local choir, Aisling thinks it might be time to sing for her supper. Well, to sing for her story. But when another member of the choir is killed, the case gets stranger yet. Aisling and Detective Quinn find themselves involved in the gruesome game of Witchy See, Witchy Do - a game from which no player has ever emerged alive.
Aisling Smith is about to try out for a new job - a job writing for a paper she's never heard of. But seeing as she's currently writing classified ads and obituaries, it would be foolish not to give it a shot. Riddler's Edge might be a small town, but it's definitely not boring. Her train hasn't even pulled into the station, and already a woman has been murdered. According to the grumpy but gorgeous Detective Quinn, the passenger's death wasn't a murder at all. He insists that Bathsheba Brookes died of a nut allergy. Aisling doesn't believe it for a minute. She intends to discover the real story - a difficult challenge, considering the town's inhabitants seem to be keeping some very big secrets. Even if she gets to the bottom of Bathsheba's death, Aisling might not get to be the Daily Riddler's newest reporter. There's one final, mysterious test that she must pass - a test carried out by the newspaper's owner. And Aisling suspects he might be looking for more than just a journalist...
One awkward billionaire. One failed psychic.
A tale as old as time . . .
Lola Pink: He schedules everything. And I mean everything.
I had no idea what I was getting myself into when I took this job. I thought it would be simple-pretend to be Mr. Dane Clark's personal assistant, find the missing blueprints, and get out of the Clark Castle for good. But, somehow this socially awkward, tech-genius billionaire has wormed his way into my heart. And even if we survive this mess, I'm not sure I want to leave.
Dane Clark: How do I put this? She's . . . pink.
So very pink. Bright and sunny and peppy. I mean, she has at least one hundred and four pairs of sunglasses. Why? I've never seen a woman wear so many sunglasses before: red, pink, blue, green, glitter-encrusted. I don't understand it.
As for her organizational skills? Abysmal. Her attention to detail? Non-existent. Her ability to frustrate me to no end? Spot on. I never should have hired her. Lola Pink does not fit into my schedule. Nevertheless, she whirled into my life anyway; and she changed everything. Now I'm stuck trying to keep my company afloat and the two of us alive, while Lola turns my life all shades of pink.
