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Join Connie Winters as she meets her in laws for the first time!
It's New Year, and Taylor Morton's family are gathering at a manor house for a reunion nobody will forget.
Taylor warns Connie abo...
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22 September 2026
Join Connie Winters as she meets her in laws for the first time!
It's New Year, and Taylor Morton's family are gathering at a manor house for a reunion nobody will forget.
Taylor warns Connie about his dysfunctional family, headed by bitter family matriarch Eliza. Surely, they can't be that bad, thinks Connie... and quickly realises she was wrong.
Taylor's three brothers and their competing spouses pass the time bickering and fighting. Old grudges are revealed, threats are made, and tension fills the air.
Not everyone will survive the family trip, and when the dead body is discovered, there's no shortage of suspects.
With Sheriff Taylor Morton unable to face investigating his own family, it's down to Connie to consider which of the awful in laws committed the crime.
Test your wits in this closed room cozy mystery! This is seventh in the Mystic Springs series but can be read as a standalone. Enjoy this clean read that is free from bad language, sex, and gore.
It's New Year, and Taylor Morton's family are gathering at a manor house for a reunion nobody will forget.
Taylor warns Connie about his dysfunctional family, headed by bitter family matriarch Eliza. Surely, they can't be that bad, thinks Connie... and quickly realises she was wrong.
Taylor's three brothers and their competing spouses pass the time bickering and fighting. Old grudges are revealed, threats are made, and tension fills the air.
Not everyone will survive the family trip, and when the dead body is discovered, there's no shortage of suspects.
With Sheriff Taylor Morton unable to face investigating his own family, it's down to Connie to consider which of the awful in laws committed the crime.
Test your wits in this closed room cozy mystery! This is seventh in the Mystic Springs series but can be read as a standalone. Enjoy this clean read that is free from bad language, sex, and gore.
Price: $19.99
Pages: 300
Publisher: Vinci Books Ltd
Imprint: Vinci Books Ltd
Series: Mystic Springs Paranormal Cozy Mystery Series
Publication Date:
22 September 2026
Trim Size: 7.80 X 5.10 in
ISBN: 9781036714345
Format: Paperback
BISACs:
FICTION / Ghost, Fantasy: cosy / cozy, FICTION / Mystery & Detective / Amateur Sleuth, FICTION / Mystery & Detective / Cozy / Paranormal, FICTION / Crime, Crime and mystery: private investigator / amateur detectives, Contemporary horror, ghost stories and supernatural fiction, Comical (humorous) crime and mystery
ONE PENNY A STORY, I called across the playground.
Entirely unusual, given how shy I was (and still am), for me to be shouting anything across a playground.
But there I was, a double-sided sheet of narrow ruled paper (I've always been kind of particular about the paper I like. Back then, narrow ruled. Now, grid.) in my hand, selling stories I hadn't yet wrote.
Every line featured a different title. I'd lay on my bed the night before thinking of them all, probably singing along to Boyzone songs as I did [hey, don't judge... I see you over there like you never thought you were destined to marry a boy band singer...].
My school friends could buy a Mona original for one penny. One penny!
They'd pick the title they liked, hand over their sweaty penny, and I'd write the story for them.
And I've never grown out of writing stories.
Now, I write cozy mystery stories from my den in the Peak District, and when I'm not writing them, I'm reading them.
Entirely unusual, given how shy I was (and still am), for me to be shouting anything across a playground.
But there I was, a double-sided sheet of narrow ruled paper (I've always been kind of particular about the paper I like. Back then, narrow ruled. Now, grid.) in my hand, selling stories I hadn't yet wrote.
Every line featured a different title. I'd lay on my bed the night before thinking of them all, probably singing along to Boyzone songs as I did [hey, don't judge... I see you over there like you never thought you were destined to marry a boy band singer...].
My school friends could buy a Mona original for one penny. One penny!
They'd pick the title they liked, hand over their sweaty penny, and I'd write the story for them.
And I've never grown out of writing stories.
Now, I write cozy mystery stories from my den in the Peak District, and when I'm not writing them, I'm reading them.