Showing posts with label cozy mystery. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cozy mystery. Show all posts

Monday, October 26, 2026

Death by Coconut by Susie Black


Death by Coconut
by Susie Black

Book Blurb:

The Mart Murder Magnet Meets Her Match 

Obnoxious Mystique Swimwear sales rep Simon Posnick was universally despised by competitors and customers alike. So the question wasn’t who wanted the lying, cheating scoundrel dead. The question was who didn’t. Mariel Levine, Laurie’s Fashions' swimsuit buyer and Holly Schlivnik’s career mentor, is wrongly arrested for murdering Posnick by impaling him with the jagged edge of a coconut shell at the base of his skull. The wisecracking, irreverent President of Mermaid Swimwear jumps into action to uncover the real killer. But the treacherous trail holds more dangerous human predators than the alligators and black pythons in the Everglades. Everything turns out differently than amateur sleuth Holly thinks it will as she tangles with a killer hell-bent on revenge.

Excerpt:

 I took the long way around to Avril’s booth, buying time to come up with a plausible line of questioning that wouldn’t get me thrown out of her booth for the second time in twenty-four hours or convince her that I’d gone around the bend.  

Tried as I might, no pearls of wisdom popped into my head, so I took a page out of my dad’s game book: forge ahead and punt. I strolled into her booth as if yesterday’s altercation had never happened.  

“Hey, Avril, how ya doin’?”  

She looked up from writing an order and eyed me up and down with less enthusiasm than an infected tooth extraction.  “Return to fling more insults?” 

Yeah. And who told you? 

 “Nah. Just wondering where you were this morning before dawn.” 

 She checked her watch. “Happy hour doesn’t begin until four o’clock in most establishments. But with such a crazy question, you apparently got a head start.” 

“So, where were you?” 

“Seriously?” 

“As a heart attack.” 

“Why?” 

“Answer the question.” 

“Where the hell do you think I was, for crying out loud?” 

I smiled sweetly. “That’s what I’m trying to find out.” 

She clucked her tongue. “It’s not any of your business, but I was in bed asleep, the same as most normal people. Why?” 

I ignored her question and answered with another of my own. “Do you ride a lightweight ten-speed touring bike?” 

She burst out laughing. “Are you on medication?” 

Yeah. And who told you? 

“Do vitamins count?” 

“Not unless yours are laced with a hallucinogen.” 

“So, do you ride a touring bike or not?” 

She rolled her eyes. “ The answer is no. I don’t ride a touring bike, a training bike, a motorbike, a mountain bike, or any other type of bike. I never learned to ride a bicycle. Now, tell me the reason you care.” 

“Because I was walking northbound on the boardwalk, on the way back to my hotel from the pier right before sunup. A rider on a lightweight ten-speed touring bike rode too close to me and clipped me with their handlebars. The momentum threw me into the steel arm rail.” I pointed to my midsection. “Two sore ribs and I'm black and blue around my middle, and the bastard never even stopped.” 

She pinched her lips. “Let me assure you, if it were me on the bike, you wouldn’t be standing asking the question.” She pointed to the booth entrance. “Since we’ve cleared this issue up, get the hell out of my booth and don’t come back.” 

I blew her a kiss and got out while the getting was still good. 

That went well... if your idea of a great time is a migraine. I doubt I’ll be invited for Thanksgiving dinner, but at least Avril’s answer confirmed my original theory. Do I believe her? Yeah. Even an Academy Award-winning actor couldn’t fake that level of righteous indignation. Was I disappointed or relieved? Maybe a little bit of both.  

 Author Bio:

Named Best US Author of the Year by N. N. Lights Book Heaven, award-winning cozy mystery author Susie Black was born in the Big Apple, but now calls sunny Southern California home. She reads, writes, and speaks Spanish, albeit with an accent like Mildred from Michigan went on a Mexican vacation and is trying to fit in with the locals. Since life without pizza and ice cream as her core food groups wouldn’t be worth living, to keep her girlish figure, she’s a dedicated walker. A voracious reader, she’s also an avid stamp collector and ardent sailor. Susie lives with a highly intelligent man and has one incredibly brainy but smart-aleck adult son who inexplicably blames his sarcasm on an inherited genetic defect.  

Looking for more? Contact Susie at: 

E-mail: mysteries.authorsusieblack@gmail.com 

Thursday, October 22, 2026

Break Heart Canyon by Gini Rifkin


Break Heart Canyon
By Gini Rifkin

Book Blurb:

They paid him to locate rare artifacts—he gave her his heart for free. 

Unearthing artifacts in Colorado sounded like easy money to Ryker Landry. Then he met the woman who owned the land.  

Una MacLaren vows no fortune hunter will desecrate the ancient relics of BreakHeart Canyon—even if the man is a handsome scoundrel. Fighting to keep her goat farm afloat as local cattlemen hatch deadly schemes to make sure she fails, Una has enough to worry about.  

Captivated by the courageous redhead, Ryker joins forces with Una and her deerhound, MacTavish. But what does he desire most—the woman or the artifacts?  

When the mythical white cougar again prowls the rocky cliffs, the legend of BreakHeart Canyon draws them into a web of danger. Now only daring and blind trust can save them. 

Excerpt:

Tethering the donkey to a branch, he gave Una a leg up. “Quite the conquest. You seem to have won the hearts of the whole lot of them.” 

“Are you a wee bit jealous then, Mr. Landry?” She added a slight smile as she settled into place. He handed her the lead to the halter.  

“Absolutely not. Just an observation.” He swung up into the saddle of his mount, and clucked his horse into a walk. “You are a troublesome female, and the last thing I need is trouble.” 

“Yet you seem to find disruption so readily.” 

**** 

They ambled along at a donkey’s pace, uninterrupted until the flight of a large bird caught Ryker’s attention. The Turkey Vulture, circled high above, dropping lower with each revolution. Una followed his gaze and gave a shiver. “Those birds never portent anything good.”   

He had to agree, and now there were two of the carcass-eaters.  

“Maybe we should see what they’ve found,” she urged.  

Reluctantly he turned off to the left. The largest of the birds landed in the cottonwoods. The other one issued a low guttural hiss and dropped through the branches out of sight. Skirting around the patch of trees, they reached a small clearing and found the reason for the presences of the scavengers. A dead man lay on his back in the tall grass.   

 Author Bio:



Gini Rifkin writes stories of romance and adventure. Her settings include the American West, Medieval & Victorian England, and Contemporary thriller & fantasy.

The Colorado Authors' League named Break Heart Canyon, Best Historical Romance of the year, and Fatal Recall Best Romantic Thriller of the Year. She has also won The Beverley Award from Colorado Romance Writers, and the Reviewer's Choice Award from the Paranormal Romance Guild Her newest passion is spinning and weaving—from scouring the fleeces, to putting yarn on the loom. Caring for her rescue animals, including donkeys, goats, ducks, and one demanding cat, also keep her busy. She considers family and friends her most treasured of gifts.


 

Friday, October 02, 2026

Whodunit, Texas-Style: A Peek at Death in the Garden

 


October is the perfect time for a little mystery—especially the kind that pairs small-town secrets with a determined heroine, a wrongly accused friend, and a Texas garden center hiding more than potting soil and petunias. 

My mother, Caroline Clemmons, is best known for Western romance, but Death in the Garden shows her cozy-mystery side at its most engaging. This contemporary Texas whodunit introduces Heather Cameron, manager of a garden center in Gamble Grove, Texas, where a shocking murder upends a quiet life and forces Heather to investigate before an innocent man pays the price. 

It is suspenseful without being grim, full of local personalities and secrets, and just spooky enough for the beginning of October. If you enjoy a good puzzle, a small town with plenty to hide, and a heroine who will not abandon a friend in trouble, this may be your next cozy read. 

A Quiet Garden Center—Until Murder Arrives 

Gamble Grove, Texas, seems like the kind of town where people know one another’s routines. 

They know who comes into the garden center for tomato plants, fall flowers, shrubs, mulch, and gardening advice. They know which neighbors get along, who holds a grudge, and which local arguments have been going on so long that no one remembers how they started. 

For Heather Cameron, the garden center is not merely a job. It is part of her daily life, a place of work, familiar faces, changing seasons, and the comforting routines that make a small town feel like home. 

Then those routines are shattered. 

Heather’s friend, mentor, and employee, Walter Sims, is accused of murdering the town’s most hated man. The evidence looks bad: Walter’s shovel is connected to the crime, and authorities believe they have found their culprit. Heather, however, knows Walter. She cannot accept that the man she respects could be guilty of murder. 

That is the beginning of Heather’s investigation—and the start of a mystery with roots far deeper than anyone expects. 

Meet Heather Cameron 

Heather is not a police officer or professional private investigator. She is a capable woman who manages a garden center, cares about her town, and refuses to leave a friend to face a devastating accusation alone. 

That personal stake is one of the things that makes cozy mysteries so enjoyable. The amateur sleuth is not chasing a case for professional glory. She is motivated by loyalty, curiosity, and a deep sense that something is wrong. 

Heather believes Walter has been framed. But proving his innocence means asking difficult questions in Gamble Grove, where people may be friendly at the checkout counter while hiding grudges, fears, and secrets behind closed doors. 

The more Heather learns, the more dangerous the truth becomes. 

She soon finds herself working with Kurt Steele, the town’s new detective. Their investigation gives the novel an appealing balance: Heather brings personal knowledge of Gamble Grove and its residents, while Kurt brings an investigator’s training and a more official view of the evidence. Together, they follow leads that reveal the victim had created more enemies than anyone first realized. 

Heather’s strength is not that she has every answer. It is that she keeps going when the easiest course would be to accept the official explanation and hope someone else sorts it out. 

In Gamble Grove, however, the wrong person may go to jail if Heather does not keep digging. 

A Texas Garden Mystery 

A garden center is a wonderful setting for a cozy mystery. 

On the surface, it is cheerful and ordinary: blooming flowers, vegetable seedlings, bags of compost, garden gloves, watering cans, friendly advice, and customers planning what to grow next. It is a place associated with renewal. 

But a garden center is also a community crossroads. 

Customers talk. Employees notice things. Neighbors cross paths. Someone may arrive in a hurry, someone else may linger too long, and a casual conversation may reveal far more than intended. During a busy season, people can come and go without attracting much attention—unless someone knows what to look for. 

As a Master Gardener, I especially appreciate this setting. Garden centers are lively, hardworking places. They are full of practical questions and local conversations: 

  • Which tomatoes perform best in Texas heat? 
  • What needs to be planted now? 
  • Why are the roses struggling? 
  • How much mulch is enough? 

In a small town, gardening advice and local news can travel along the same paths. 

That makes Heather’s work especially useful to her investigation. She understands the rhythms of the community and has reason to encounter many of the people who may know something about the murder. Her place in Gamble Grove is personal, not detached. She sees the human side of the town’s problems. 

The garden imagery also fits the story’s mystery beautifully. Gardens may look peaceful, but their success depends on what lies beneath the surface: roots, soil, drainage, pests, hidden disease, and careful attention. In Death in the Garden, Heather must look beneath the surface of Gamble Grove to uncover what is growing in the dark. 

Walter Sims: A Friend in Trouble 

Walter is more than an employee to Heather. He is her mentor and longtime friend. 

That relationship gives the mystery its emotional core. Heather is not investigating a crime because it is interesting. She is investigating because someone she cares about faces a terrible injustice. 

Walter’s connection to the evidence makes the situation difficult. His shovel is a straightforward, troubling clue. Yet cozy mysteries thrive on the realization that an obvious clue is not always the complete truth. 

A shovel can belong to one person and be used by another. Evidence can be planted. A reputation can be exploited. And a man who seems easy to accuse may have been chosen precisely because someone expects the town to believe the worst. 

Heather’s faith in Walter does not mean she ignores the facts. Instead, it pushes her to examine them more closely. 

Who had reason to hate the victim? Who had access to Walter’s tools? Who benefits if Walter is blamed? And who is counting on everyone in Gamble Grove to stop asking questions? 

Those questions move Death in the Garden beyond a simple puzzle. They turn the investigation into a story about friendship, loyalty, and the courage to speak up when someone is treated unfairly. 

Small-Town Secrets Take Root 

Every cozy mystery needs suspects, motives, and secrets. Gamble Grove has all three. 

The murder victim was not beloved, which means Heather has no shortage of people who may have wished him gone. But wishing someone would disappear is not the same thing as committing murder. Heather must sort through gossip, resentment, suspicious behavior, and incomplete stories to find the person who crossed a line. 

As the investigation continues, Heather discovers that Gamble Grove has more beneath its pleasant exterior than she first realized. Small communities can be comforting because people know one another, but that familiarity can also make secrets more complicated. 

A secret may be protected by family loyalty. It may be hidden because revealing it would embarrass someone important. It may be old enough that people have convinced themselves it no longer matters. 

But murder has a way of bringing old trouble to the surface. 

Heather’s investigation also becomes more urgent when another attack threatens the peace of Gamble Grove. The danger makes it clear that the killer is not content to let the past remain buried. If Heather comes too close to the truth, she may become the next target. 

That is where the lighter-spooky October atmosphere becomes especially enjoyable. The story offers a sense of unease without losing the warmth that defines a cozy mystery. Readers can enjoy the tension of a possible threat while still spending time in a recognizable small-town setting filled with everyday people and familiar places. 

Why This Is a Perfect October Read 

October reading does not have to mean haunted houses, witches, or graphic horror. Sometimes the best seasonal choice is a story with an eerie edge, a close-knit town, and a mystery that invites you to look twice at every clue. 

Death in the Garden fits that mood beautifully. 

It has: 

  • A small Texas town with hidden tensions. 

  • A murder that does not fit the first explanation. 

  • A loyal heroine willing to risk trouble for a friend. 

  • A garden center that feels cheerful by day—and more mysterious once the questions begin. 

  • A growing sense that someone in Gamble Grove has something to hide. 

  • A detective who may be helpful, frustrating, and difficult for Heather to ignore. 

The novel is a cozy mystery, so readers can expect an emphasis on suspense, character relationships, clues, and resolution rather than graphic violence. The danger is real, but the experience remains inviting—a story to read with a warm drink nearby as autumn settles in. 

For longtime Caroline Clemmons readers, Death in the Garden also offers a fresh way to experience her Texas storytelling. The era is contemporary rather than historical. The central relationship is not a traditional romance arc. The heroine works in a garden center rather than crossing a nineteenth-century frontier. 

Yet the qualities readers value in Caroline’s Westerns remain: a strong woman, a vivid Texas setting, community ties, danger, and the belief that people who stand together can make a difference. 

Can Heather Find the Truth? 

Walter Sims may be accused. The evidence may seem convincing. The town may be ready to move on. 

Heather Cameron is not. 

She knows her friend deserves better than a convenient conclusion. And she knows that if someone in Gamble Grove is willing to frame an innocent man, that person may be willing to do much worse to protect the truth. 

Death in the Garden is a Texas-style whodunit where a garden-center manager must dig through gossip, clues, and small-town secrets to clear her friend’s name before the killer strikes again. 

For a lighter-spooky start to October, step into Gamble Grove. Look closely at the people around you. Notice what is not being said. And remember: the most dangerous secrets are often the ones hidden in plain sight.