When things in the land down under start to heat up, murder steps in. Nikki and her boss-turned-boyfriend came to Australia to visit the Hahndorf Winery, but it seems they?ve also walked onto a movie set. And when lead actress Lucy Swanson is found dead in her trailer, bitten by a poisonous snake, Nikki must comb the vineyards of the valley to catch a killer with a venomous streak?before she?s struck herself.

When things in the land down under start to heat up, murder steps in. Nikki and her boss-turned-boyfriend came to Australia to visit the Hahndorf Winery, but it seems they’ve also walked onto a movie set. And when lead actress Lucy Swanson is found dead in her trailer, bitten by a poisonous snake, Nikki must comb the vineyards of the valley to catch a killer with a venomous streak—before she’s struck herself.

The big day is swiftly approaching for Nikki Sands—Manager of the Malveaux Estates in Napa Valley—and her fiance Derek Malveaux, who owns the winery. But when they start receiving cryptic messages questioning their belief in fate, things quickly turn fatal… As the wedding grows closer, it seems the entire affair is cursed. A chewing gum fiasco forces Nikki to cut her hair and go platinum blonde. Then Derek’s old college buddies, along with an assortment of old flames and frustrating family relations, show up to work Nikki’s last nerve. But when Nikki’s close pal Simon is shot as he walks her down the aisle, Nikki realizes that she has to find a matrimonial murderer before her wedding becomes someone’s funeral.

Seattle attorney Annie Macpherson is stunned to receive a desperate phone message from her old high school friend, Taylor North. They haven't spoken in seventeen years, ever since the bitter fight involving Taylor's violent boyfriend--and eventual husband--Steven Vick. So, with trepidation and a touch of dread, Annie rushes to Yakima Valley, where Taylor owns a winery, and discovers a curious truth. In the last six months--after Taylor threw Steven off the land and out of her life--threatening events have begun to plague the North Faire Winery. Bottles and corks vanish, spray paint spoils the ripe grapes, salt is sifted into the wine. But the worst is yet to come when a bludgeoned body is found--and Taylor is the prime suspect. The third book in the Annie MacPherson Mystery Series, which began with Sea of Troubles.

Who killed the Woman in the Wine? It’s a question that has haunted the village for over thirty years, but the woman’s daughter is convinced I, Julie Belmain, can come up with an answer. No one cares that I have the worst cold ever. And no one cares – because no one knows – that the daughter’s boyfriend is also my old crush. All I want to do is run into his arms... but all he wants is for me to crack an unsolved murder case that’s older than I am. Do I really want to poke my snotty nose into my neighbours’ and friends’ affairs? When the cold trail heats up in the old hotel I’ve invested in, I don’t have much choice. Diving into the past brings up shameful secrets and private grudges that send shock waves through the village. No one – including my own mother – can escape the consequences. If I keep digging into the past, we may end up with another death...

When a local bed and breakfast owner is found dead, killed by a pair of vintage scissors, music box store owner Callie Reed teams up with a visiting author to defend the victim's estranged wife and unearth the real killer.

"A satisfying mystery. ... Suggest for fans of other mysteries set in cute tourist areas, such as Lorna Barrett's Booktown mysteries."—Library Journal Callie Reed has put together a special event, but a killer is ripping it apart at the seams As the new owner of a music box store in Keepsake Cove, a quaint town full of collectible shops on Maryland's Eastern Shore, Callie Reed is eager to get more involved in her community. So she volunteers to plan the fall street decorations and welcome a visiting author who's come for a special book signing. But the celebratory mood is cut short when the local B&B owner is found dead, killed with a pair of vintage scissors. Suspicion is cast on the victim's estranged wife, Dorothy, who owns Keepsake Cove's vintage sewing shop. Callie is sure Dorothy is innocent, and the visiting author agrees. Together, they begin their own investigation, only to discover that many people in Keepsake Cove have secrets. Secrets that are worth killing to keep. Praise for the Keepsake Cove Mysteries: "Hughes kicks off her new Keepsake Cove series with a charming locale."—Kirkus Reviews

Napa Valley winery manager Nikki Sands is full of Christmas cheer and anticipating an exciting family vacation to Puerto Vallarta, Mexico to bring in the New Year. Along with her husband Derek, his brother Simon, and Simon’s partner Marco they head for sun, surf, and sand expecting to enjoy some serious R & R. However, things turn dark rather rapidly when Nikki uncovers a dead body washed up on the shore. The victim, a woman who goes by the name Dream, was staying at the same hotel as Nikki, and seemed like a troubled soul. When someone who Nikki believes did not commit the crime is arrested, in typical Nikki Sands fashion she goes on the hunt for a killer. This time she not only receives a little help from Simon and Marco, but also—surprisingly—from her newlywed husband Derek. When a second body turns up though, Nikki & Co. begin to realize that they might be in way over their heads on this one, as it looks like a Mexican Cartel could have a hand in the murders. With car chases, masterful disguises, and a couple of Chihuahuas wearing ponchos and sombreros, Nikki will have to find who is behind the murders quick, or possibly find herself and her family six-feet under. This box set contains: A Killer Margarita Dog Gone Dog A Perfectly Purloined Pinot Cooking by the Book

Nauplia, huddled together on the edge of its glittering bay, and grilled beneath the hot stress of the midsummer noon, stood silent as a city of the dead. Down the middle of the main street, leading up from the quay to the square, lay a scorching ribbon of sunshine, and the narrow strips of shadow, sharp cut and blue, spoke of the South. Along one side of the square ran the barracks of the Turkish garrison of occupation, two-storied buildings of brown stone, solid but airless, and faced with a line of arcade. These contained the three companies of men who were stationed in the town itself, less fortunate in this oven of heat than the main part of the garrison who held the airier fortress of Palamede behind, overlooking the plain from a height of five hundred feet.