'Christmas at the lake house is stringing lights and searching for the perfect tree. It’s the one time of the year when the entire Fitzgerald clan squeeze together under one roof, trying to outdo each other in the goofy gift department. After a hectic year, I’m looking forward to kicking back, eating too much, and doing nothing more strenuous than wrapping gifts with festive bows.
'Should have known that was too much to ask for when neighbor and old friend, Henry Peterson, turns up dead, decked out in a Santa suit.
'Before I can say deck the halls, my family, whose help some may consider more of a hindrance, insist on being in on the investigation, my boyfriend aka Captain Cowboy Hot Pants is in cahoots with my mom, my ghostly best friend receives an unexpected gift, and I need to find who killed Kris Kringle before another body drops.'
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'Whoever said that ghosts exist must be out of their mind.
'Oh, wait. That was me. I said that. If you'd told me yesterday that ghosts were real I would have smiled, nodded, and called a shrink to fix your deluded little mind. Now it's my turn to question my sanity when the ghost of my best friend turns up in my apartment. Was it the tequila shots the night before causing this apparition? Or one too many bumps to the head - let's face it, clumsy is my middle name, it really wouldn't surprise me if I'd done some irreparable damage to my grey matter over the years.
'Now I have to accept that the paranormal does, in fact, exist. But sadly, my ghost friend is lacking something besides his body. His memory. He doesn't know how he died but suspects foul play and he wants my help to find his killer. I can't refuse, I'm a sucker for a good mystery and the chance to bring my friends killer to justice is too good to pass up.
'Surprises abound as I discover a secret talent for sleuthing, not to mention an unexpected inheritance of a talking cat among other things. But the biggest problem of all? Captain Cowboy Hot Pants, or as he likes to be called, Detective Kade Galloway of the Firefly Bay PD. He's one smokin' cop, but my distrust of the police runs deep and despite his assurances that he's here to help can I really trust him, or is his offer of assistance designed to keep me from discovering the truth?
'I guess I'll find out when death comes knocking on my door.'
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'Never in my almost thirty years did I think my new normal would be talking to ghosts, yet here we are.
'After inheriting a PI business, I find my clients are more incorporeal than not and are relying on me to solve their untimely deaths. Unfortunately, being a magnet for ghosts has its downside. Hello? Lack of privacy, for starters. Not to mention looking like a looney tune for holding animated conversations with myself. But the biggest problem? Their killers don't want me on the case.
'Now I have a new mystery to solve. Local psychic Myra Hansen woke up dead and she's none too happy about it. Seems she didn't see that one coming! Together with my ghostly best friend, a talking cat, and Captain Cowboy Hot Pants—or, as he likes to be called, Detective Kade Galloway—I'm in yet another race against time.
'Catch a killer before the killer catches me.'
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'Amateur sleuth, PI in training, ghost whisperer.
'That's me. Audrey Fitzgerald, ghost detective. I'm finally coming to terms with the fact that I can not only communicate with ghosts, but animals too. Well, one in particular, my big gray teddy bear of a cat, Thor. What I haven't worked out yet is how to keep my newfound abilities a secret from the townsfolk of Firefly Bay.
'When I'm hired by the president of the local historical society to find a missing necklace, I figured I finally had a case that didn't require ghostly interference. After all, how hard could it be to find a missing piece of jewelry? Things turn complicated real fast when the necklace turns up in the most unexpected of places and my client turns up dead.
'Now I'm up to my neck in ghostly chatter, I have a murder to solve, my PI exams are looming, I'm worried I may have to put Thor on a diet, and I think I've accidentally fallen for Captain Cowboy Hot Pants—aka, Detective Kade Galloway. But worst of all? What on earth do I put on my business card without scaring off the townsfolk? Amateur sleuth, PI in training, ghost whisperer, or ghost detective?'
Source: Publisher's blurb.
'Running a private investigation business in the seaside town of Firefly Bay should be a pretty easy job. One where I call the shots—figuratively speaking because to put clumsy little ole me in charge of a firearm is just asking for trouble. After a hectic few months all I’m after is an easy day, where my cases add up to nothing more strenuous than deciding if tonight’s takeout is pizza or tacos (or both).
'Should have known my day was going to go to hell in a handbasket when someone switched out my coffee order for decaf (seriously, who does that?) and my main squeeze, Captain Cowboy Hot Pants, aka Detective Kade Galloway’s ex-girlfriend and internal affairs investigator, Savannah Mcintosh, turns up to work a case.
'Before I can say café latte, Galloway’s dodging my calls, I’ve got a raccoon on my hands who’s decided mi casa es su casa, my ghostly best friend has a crush to die for, and local teenager Kira Melendez has turned up missing.
'So much for an easy day. I have a sneaking suspicion my life is about to become a whole new level of crazy.'
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'How can any self-respecting, slightly clumsy, highly caffeinated private eye pass up a dare? Short answer, she can’t. Now up I’m a certain creek trying to figure out how to live without coffee for an entire week!
'With my mood sour, my temper frazzled, and my patience long gone, how am I meant to deal with this? And by this, I mean the dead body on my front lawn.
'Before I can say double espresso, I've got a ghost whose transition to the afterlife is far from smooth, an overweight cat who is annoyingly vocal about his new (definitely called for) diet, and a mystery to solve that involves multiple visits to the local brewery. Can anyone say silver lining?'
Source: Publisher's blurb.
'Running a private eye firm in Firefly Bay would be so much easier if I didn't have a dozen elderly ghosts dogging my every step.
'All I really want is to solve my cases, enjoy my coffee in peace, date super-hot cop Captain Cowboy Hot Pants, or, as he likes to be called, Detective Kade Galloway, and keep my annoyingly loveable family from discovering my ghost whispering secret.
'But before I can say café au lait, I have a dead nurse on my hands whose death was no accident, a house overrun with supernatural seniors, a talking cat who has zero appreciation that the diet I put him on is in his own best interests (his furball presents inside my shoes are totally uncalled for), and an intriguing new neighbor who has busted me (more than once) talking to ghosts.
'Fingers crossed, I can solve the mystery of why I am suddenly a ghost magnet and convince the dearly departed to move on before I'm carted off in a straight jacket.'
Source: Publisher's blurb.
'As a private investigator and ghost whisperer, I ask myself many questions—why can I see dead people? Can I wear purple to my own wedding? How do you get peanut butter out of a raccoon’s fur? But ‘who killed Gianna Tate’ was never among them. Until now.
'The cut-throat attorney’s death puts a crimp in my plans, for here I am, all dressed up and ready for the Scarecrow Ball, when she turns up, un-living, riding shotgun in my SUV. Usually an optimist, I’m finding my beloved cup o’ joe less than half full as I set about finding her killer while deflecting questions from my family about my impending wedding to Detective Kade Galloway. Smokin’ hot, lustworthy, mine. Right? I can’t believe it either!
'But here we are, knee-deep in vampires, zombies, and scarecrows, hunting a murderer, bathing raccoons, stumbling from one crisis to another, asking myself, red wine or white at the reception?
'Join Audrey Fitzgerald in the Ghost Detective mysteries, a romantic paranormal cozy mystery featuring a talking cat, a ghost, and a murder to solve.'(Publication summary)