Charming and Cozy Irish Mysteries
Traipsing over vibrant green hills, cozied up in the wooden seats of a pub, and amid bouts of sun and rain—these mysteries are set in the ancient isle of Ireland. Whether you’re looking for something to snuggle up under a blanket with or pack on your carry on, these books are sure to satisfy.
Meet Ireland’s newest daring detective: she’s a bookstore owner, a coffee lover, and a crime writer. Now Mercy McCarthy needs a little Irish luck as she takes on her first case!
After receiving unexpected inheritance from her grandfather, Mercy and her twin sister Lizzie are now the proud owners of a charming antique bookshop in the tiny Irish village of Shamrock Cove. But before they can take in the beautiful view of the sea, one of their neighbors drops dead!Mercy finds the Judge, a well-respected man who lives next door, dying on his own doorstep. She rushes to help, but with his final words, he accuses Mercy of murder! Searching amongst the Judge’s old books, Mercy uncovers letters proving several of the townsfolk had reason to dislike the judge-but was it the local pub landlord, the kindly cook or neighborly knitter who killed him?
With a killer at large and a string of robberies plaguing Kilbane, Siobhán feels more than a little protective of her village. She vows to clear Macdara’s name, but the suspect list is as long as the guest list.
Most restaurant critics notch up their share of enemies. Elizabeth Darr, however, was a well-loved international star. She and her husband, Simon, had just had dinner when Elizabeth collapsed, and spoiled seafood is the first suspect. The restaurant’s owner, worried her business is doomed, begs Megan to look into it. Between her irate boss and a handsome Garda who’s both amused and annoyed by her persistence, Megan has her hands full even before she’s cajoled into taking care of two adorable Jack Russell puppies (which she is almost definitelynotkeeping). But if cockles and mussels aren’t to blame, can Megan find the real culprit . . .before another fishy death occurs?
Meet Torrey Tunet. Great career. Big dreams. One terrible mistake.
Accept an invitation from a stranger who spills soup on her at a restaurant to stay at his Irish castle? What is pretty translator Torrey Tunet thinking? That’s easy. She’s thinking that luxurious rooms and gourmet meals beat the seedy Dublin hotel her agency booked for her. Fluent in numerous languages, Torrey intends to say non, nicht, nyet, and no way to any passes her host makes. But even Torrey is left speechless by what he actually suggests…and by stumbling upon a murdered man near a forest cottage. And when a priceless heirloom disappears and an old secret from her past surfaces, all fingers point to Torrey. Now she faces ruin-and gaol (jail)-unless she uncovers a truth darker than Irish nights about twisted minds, sinister passions and red-hot revenge…
Accept an invitation from a stranger who spills soup on her at a restaurant to stay at his Irish castle? What is pretty translator Torrey Tunet thinking? That’s easy. She’s thinking that luxurious rooms and gourmet meals beat the seedy Dublin hotel her agency booked for her. Fluent in numerous languages, Torrey intends to say non, nicht, nyet, and no way to any passes her host makes. But even Torrey is left speechless by what he actually suggests…and by stumbling upon a murdered man near a forest cottage. And when a priceless heirloom disappears and an old secret from her past surfaces, all fingers point to Torrey. Now she faces ruin-and gaol (jail)-unless she uncovers a truth darker than Irish nights about twisted minds, sinister passions and red-hot revenge…
It’s hard to imagine who’d target such a harmless eccentric, but Pamela finds herself suspecting everyone. There’s the Wiccan who thought St. Patrick wasn’t so saintly; the woman upset about cultural appropriation who feels the commercialization of shamrocks is a sham; the two men Isobel was seeing, who could have been green with jealousy-and old friends and family who may have feared Isobel would spill their secrets. But Pamela’s on the case, and that means for the killer, the jig will soon be up . . .
