Böcker utgivna av Kim Watt

A body.A theft.A good cause gone bad ... Miriam has never seen eye-to-eye with her sister. But when a body's dumped on the doorstep of a Women's Institute meeting and all signs point to Rainbow, Miriam knows her sister's being framed. Rainbow might be monumentally irritating, but she's no killer. Going to the police would be the smart move, but even without the damning evidence on hand Rainbow's got her own reasons for avoiding them. Before long she's on the run, trusting to Miriam and the W.I. to clear her name. The killer's left nothing to chance, though, and Rainbow's in more danger than she realises - and she's dragging the others right in with her. Between rogue wildlife, clothing-optional informants, and Rainbow's own team of obstinate rebels, the W.I. are in a desperate race to dodge the police and dig up the truth. But Miriam's not backing down. Not this time. This is family, and she's going to see this case through. Not even the dragons can stop her. The killer might, though ... A funny cozy mystery (with dragons), for anyone that likes their mysteries British, gentle, and well-stocked with cake, tea, and friendship. And dragons, obviously. Bonfire of the Calamities is the eighth book in The Beaufort Scales series of cozy mysteries (with dragons) - pick up Baking Bad today to see where it all began! Note: This cozy mystery contains:no graphic violenceno sexno strong language; however it does contain some blasphemous languagebut there are copious quantities of cake and tea. You may need supplies.

"Ay up, Mogs. Bringer of mad tidings. What is it this time?""End of the world," I said."Can't get much madder than that." We hadn't planned a return to Leeds. Not yet, anyway. It was all a bit dicey, what with half the Folk in the city wanting us dead, and apparently having no reservations about making it happen. But our friend Gerry is missing, and we've got to find him. Never mind the fact that anyone who can take out a troll is operating way above our pay grade. It's not like anyone pays us anyway, so what've we got to lose? It doesn't take long to discover a missing troll is the least of our worries. Leeds has blown straight past dicey and into end times. The necromancers are back and as power-sotted as ever, and this time it's not just a few cats they want dead. It's everyone. So if we want any chance of life as we know it to continue, we need to stop them as well as save Gerry. Easy, right? We only have to get past Callum's dodgy family, my dodgy past, hopped-up magic-workers, feral weres, shady magicians, and the ever-present, ever-treacherous Watch. Oh, and did I mention the sorcerer's still giving me out of body experiences? Yeah. Good times. At least it can't get much worse. Can it ...? This is the seventh and final book in the Gobbelino London, PI urban fantasy series, centred around the adventures of a mercenary feline PI and his human sidekick. It contains snarky cats and other gods, many bad jokes and terrible puns, plus a large serving of mythological and real creatures behaving badly. It will appeal to anyone who likes their fantasy funny, modern, and filled with friendship rather than romance - and also to those who suspect their cat may be living a great and secret life when they're not looking. A Collision of Catastrophes contains some violence, particularly involving over-enthusiastic senior citizens and enraged cats, but none of it is graphic. It contains no sex and only mild language. It does, however, contain blasphemy.

"I was expecting a throne made from the skulls of your enemies.""It can be arranged." I'm not saying the entire magical population of North Yorkshire want us dead. Just the majority. Which is why we fled Leeds to hide out in the dubious safety of the seaside town of Whitby, where no one should've been looking for us. But lying low isn't really in our skillset, and when one of our few remaining friends is taken by the sea, we can't just walk away. We've got to get her back. Especially as her partner is a reaper with a scythe that can slice through reality, and the whole situation might be a teeny, tiny bit our fault. We're not going after Emma alone, though. We've got a one-eyed pirate captain, a bloodthirsty parrot, and a deeply dodgy mermaid, and not even the storm of the century is going to get in our way. The Black Dogs, the kraken cult, and the Sea Witch, on the other hand, might be a bit of a problem. Leeds is looking better by the moment ... This is the sixth book in the Gobbelino London, PI urban fantasy series, centred around the adventures of a mercenary feline PI and his human sidekick. It contains snarky cats and other gods, many bad jokes and terrible puns, plus a large serving of mythological and real creatures behaving badly. It will appeal to anyone who likes their fantasy funny, modern, and filled with friendship rather than romance - and also to those who suspect their cat may be living a great and secret life when they're not looking. A Menace of Mermaids contains some violence, particularly involving mermaids with a grudge and threatening kraken, but none of it is graphic. It contains no sex and only mild language. It does, however, contain blasphemy.

Baton. Light. Chocolate. Duck. This is not DS Adams' usual kit. This is not DS Adams' usual case. She doesn't think it's anyone's usual case, not with the vanishing children and the looming bridge and the hungry river. Not with the snap-snap-snap. But six kids are missing, and she's not going to let there be a seventh. Not on her watch. And she knows how to handle human monsters, after all. How different can this really be? So: Baton. Light. Chocolate. And the bloody duck. Let's be having you, then. What Happened in London is the story of how not-yet-DI Adams came to Toot Hansell, the village at the centre of the Beaufort Scales cozy mysteries. It is not, however, a cozy mystery. Urban fantasy with a good dose of humour, snark, and ducks, this is the story of one detective who's determined to follow the evidence wherever it takes her, even when it contradicts everything she knows to be real. For Beaufort readers, this is a darker story, and is very lacking in tea and cake. There is some violence, but none of it graphic, and there is no strong language, although there is some blasphemy. And the snap-snap-snap ...