Explore mysteries across three gripping genres
Follow detectives Sanders and Baugh through the gritty streets of London where danger lurks around every corner and justice comes at a price.
In the scorching summer heat of London, detectives Sanders and Baugh find themselves hunting a killer who leaves no trace. As bodies pile up and the city swelters, they must navigate the dangerous underworld of organized crime, corrupt officials, and their own haunted pasts. Time is running out, and the heat is only getting more intense.
Coming December 2025
The stakes are higher than ever when Sanders and Baugh investigate a series of disappearances along the Thames. What starts as a missing persons case quickly evolves into something far more sinister. As the silent tide of crime threatens to engulf the city, the detectives must race against time to prevent a catastrophe.
In the mysterious coastal town of Greyhaven, where the veil between worlds is thin, ancient secrets and supernatural forces collide with modern mysteries. Some things were meant to stay buried.
The bone carved with a symbol should have stayed buried. When forensic consultant Maren Mendoza finds human remains on Greyhaven's pristine beach, she recognizes the mark cut deep into the femur—the same crest worn by the town's most powerful families. The same symbol that got a girl killed thirty years ago.
Someone poisoned the medical examiner to keep him quiet. Someone is watching Maren's every move. And someone just sent her a photo of her own window with a simple message: STOP DIGGING, MENDOZA.
Detective Jack Fallon lost his badge for asking the wrong questions. Journalist Ivy Holder lost her career for telling inconvenient truths. Now they're Maren's only allies in a town where the city council meets in the boathouses after dark, where evidence disappears into basement archives, and where girls who know too much end up feeding the fish.
The Protectors have kept Greyhaven's secrets for three decades. Tonight, the secrets fight back. They should have let the dead stay dead.
When an excavator at Greyhaven's waterfront lifts more than soil, the bones it reveals drag the coastal town back into a nightmare it never stopped feeding. Forensic Expert Maren Mendoza and her K9 partner, Mako, are called in alongside Detective Jack Fallon—and the cut marks whisper a name that should be buried: the Washington State Ripper. But the timeline is wrong, the geography is wrong… and the dead won't stay quiet.
As journalist Ivy Holder fans a media firestorm, Maren's razor-edged intuition—half science, half psychic—points to a local hand guiding the killings for decades, protected by people who write the rules. Greyhaven's prosperity, its politics, its past—all of it is threaded to a ledger of missing women.
To stop a hunter who never retired, Maren must read the echoes in bone, guided by her dead grandmother. Before the town's next groundbreaking becomes another grave.
When the tide gives up a girl, the truth begins to surface. Maren Mendoza, forensic specialist on a long overdue holiday, never meant to find a body on the Sunken Road. But the young dancer pulled from the tidal flats wasn't meant to die—and she wasn't the only one.
Washed, braided, and left to be found, the girl has no name, no ID, and no one reporting her missing. Until Ivy Holder's public appeal sends the internet searching—and a familiar face comes forward.
As Maren and Detective Jack Fallon dig into Celia's last hours, a darker pattern emerges: a predator hiding behind trust, grooming talent, and letting the lake absolve his sins. And when another girl vanishes, the investigation turns into a race against a man who has been perfecting his method for years.
Welcome to the world of cozy mysteries, where charming settings hide delightful puzzles and intriguing secrets. Pour yourself a cup of coffee and settle in for mysteries that warm the heart while keeping you guessing.
In the deadliest village in England, everyone's a suspect. Everyone's a liar. And someone's getting away with murder.
Evelyn Harrington made one mistake: she thought she could save her old friend from a blackmailer's grip. Now there's a corpse under the ancient oak tree on the village green, poison in the teacups, and half the village wants her gone—or dead.
Marcus Pemberton controlled Old Fossilton with secrets and silence for thirty years. Blackmail. Extortion. Ruin delivered with a gentleman's smile. When he's found murdered beneath the old oak, his killer leaves behind more questions than answers—and a terrifying message: Stop digging, or you're next.
Enter Lionel Danbury, mystery novelist turned real-life detective, who knows a conspiracy when he sees one. Together, he and Evelyn race against time to unmask a killer who's always three steps ahead. But every door they open reveals another lie. Every witness has something to hide. And the deeper they dig, the more dangerous the game becomes.
Because twenty-five years ago, something happened in Old Fossilton. Something involving smuggling, betrayal, and blood money that built a church's fortune. Evelyn knows—she was there, working undercover with a different name and a dangerous mission. She thought those secrets died with the operation. She was wrong.
A gripping cozy mystery where nothing is cozy about murder, and the only thing more dangerous than the killer... is the truth.
Set in the American West, where charming small-town life hides delightful puzzles and intriguing secrets.
Some secrets refuse to stay buried. Rancher Frankie Tate finds a cryptic note nailed to her barn and her teenage ward missing. The demand is simple: Confess the truth about Agnes. But the truth about Agnes died ten years ago—or so the town of Sagebrush, Montana agreed.
Now someone's dug up the past, and they're using a boy's life as leverage. Detective Casey Monroe has forty-eight hours to find Eli before the kidnapper's deadline expires. Frankie has forty-eight hours to decide if she'll break her silence—and destroy the fragile peace her community built on lies.
In a town where everyone knows your business and no one forgets your sins, the line between justice and revenge is razor-thin. And someone is sharpening the blade.