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Gutgelaunt und voller Energie kehrt Alfhild Deamonne aus ihrem Urlaub zurück. Doch mit der Erholung ist es schnell vorbei, als im Whittle Inn ein Skelett gefunden wird. Alf ist entsetzt und tut alles, um herauszufinden, um wen es sich bei dem Toten handelt und wie er ums Leben gekommen ist. In welcher Verbindung stand der Verstorbene zu Alfs Gasthaus? Warum wurde er dort begraben? Haben ihre Vorfahren etwas mit dem Tod zu tun, sodass sie der Familie des Opfers möglicherweise eine Entschädigung schuldet?

Christmas is the most wonderful time of the year. Unless you’re Alfhild Daemonne that is! Can’t a witch ever catch a break? Will there ever be a crisis free and merry Christmas at Whittle Inn? Probably not. That’s what makes life wonky after all! As warm and satisfying as mulled wine, this Wonky Inn Christmas Cozy Mystery Collection draws together the first three previously published paranormal Christmas specials in one volume.

A brand new bakery has opened in Sun Valley. Cue a frenzy of excitement among the locals as they snap up the much heralded baker’s marshmallow muffins, terrific treacle tarts and berry spectacular Bakewells. Toby, our beloved spellbound hound, is first in the queue to taste test the freshly prepared sammiches! But when a spate of fatal poisonings shakes the local community to its core, it transpires Devon splits and Dorset knobs might be deadlier on the waistline than first thought.

An eight-year-old boy with his whole life ahead of him. A disgraced police officer. An artistic witch who lost her career and her freedom thanks to police corruption. What do they all have in common? They’re dead. Three lives ruined. And for what? That’s what Zilla Chaplin needs to find out. It’s not that she’s particularly keen to do so. Zilla has her comfort zone—you know, books, plants, tea and biscuits—and quite frankly, murder doesn’t float her boat.

Toby's been building up quite a reputation for himself. Well, he likes to think so. It's therefore no surprise that when things go wrong for any of his canine friends, he’s called in to help them out. But this time, it’s Toby who needs assistance. The Pointy Woman is back and our talented spellbound hound has a bone to pick with her! The problem is, first he has to find a way to get to her. Cue a helpful fox, a plucky hedgehog, a "bithycle" made for one, a balloon ride never to be forgotten and the usual shenanigans. But when the fun and games are over, it’s time to get serious.

Heather Keynes’ teenage son died in a tragic car accident. Or so she thinks. However, deep in the countryside, an ancient evil has awoken...intent on hunting local residents. No-one is safe. When Heather takes a closer look at a series of coincidental deaths, she is drawn reluctantly into the company of an odd group of elderly Guardians.

Water, water everywhere...but not a drop to drink. Alfhild Daemonne's beloved Speckled Wood is dying. Worse, Mr Hoo is sick! In fact, several Whittlecombe villagers are seriously ill, and the problem appears to be with the water. Alf must appeal to the magickal Keeper of the Marsh, an ancient tree named Vance for help. But he’s not happy about being poisoned and she’s going to have to mollify him. Which won’t be easy.

Lisa’s mother is dying. But Lisa doesn’t care.... Now in her early 40s, and with her life disintegrating around her, she’s been forced to return to her childhood home where the memories of her father and brother have long been repressed. When the Victorian villa across the road goes up for sale, Lisa is naturally curious. One old woman has owned the property her whole life, and Lisa has never been allowed to step into the grounds before. Now an odd young stranger invites her to explore the garden...but only after midnight.

Whittle Inn is up and running and gaining in popularity. Proud owner Alfhild Daemonne can afford to relax, can’t she? Apparently not. When her neighboring inn decides to host the southwest region’s largest ever Psychic and Holistic Convention, you’d think that would allow Alf the opportunity to make lots of new friends. Think of it! Dozens and dozens of fortune tellers, mediums, diviners, psychics, rune-tellers, witch doctors, and even a voodoo priestess from New Orleans - all gathered together in one big field.

Toby dog suddenly has plenty to say for himself. The only witness to the brutal murder of his owner, Toby is hexed by a woman with evil intentions. “Speak to none but me”, she tells him. Wretched and misunderstood, he’s incarcerated in the local pound. With a death sentence hanging over his head, Toby has almost given up hope. But then he meets Clarissa. Not only is she a witch, she’s a local investigative journalist, and - amazingly - she can understand what he says too. Finally, he’s found somebody who believes his story.

Alfhild Daemonne has inherited an inn. And a dead body. Estranged from her witch mother, and having committed to little in her 30 years, Alf surprises herself when she decides to start a new life. She heads deep into the English countryside, intent on making a success of the once popular inn. However, discovering the murder throws her a curve ball. Especially when she suspects dark magick. Additionally, a less than warm welcome from several locals persuades her that a variety of folk - of both the mortal and magickal persuasions - have it in for her.

Alf has tried to banish her demons. And her ghosts. But memories of her recent past linger and keep her awake. Every night it’s the same. Insomnia. When she does eventually drift off, she’s woken almost immediately by a sobbing spirit. He says he's lost. And worse than that, someone is trying to kill him. Who is this sad specimen of a spirit? And where does he belong? And how do you kill someone...who is already dead? Find out what Alf gets up to next as the Wonky Inn adventures continue. Listen to The Ghosts of Wonky Inn today.

Whittlecombe. A charming and peaceful village in the south west part of England. All thatched cottages and winding country lanes, triangle sandwiches, cream teas, and picture postcard perfection. But people are dropping like flies. It’s just the flu, right? Could be. Except, wonkiest witch Alfhild Daemonne is about to host the vampire wedding of the century at Whittle Inn. Coincidence? Perhaps, Alf’s fangtastic guests are to blame? Or could bitter arch rivals "the Mori" be making a move on Alf and her wonky inn once more? Is feisty Alf fighting back? You bet she is!

Toby is a pooch in need of a short back and sides. Unfortunately, an unscheduled appointment at Toby's local poodle parlor proves particularly perilous for the poor proprietor in more ways than one. Her poor poodle is left pining. But when you have a spellbound hound on the case, it turns out murder can be stylish after all!

After hosting a diabolical vampire wedding last Halloween, Alf had imagined that Whittle Inn had seen the last of those long-toothed monsters. She’d pointedly barred them from ever setting foot or fang in her part of the English countryside again. But since then, one thing has continued to bother our favourite wonkiest witch. Who killed the handsome young vampire Thaddeus? And why?

Was ist bloß los im Shady Wood? Die Pflanzen und Bäume sterben, und wer mit dem Wasser dort in Berührung kommt, wird krank. Zwei Bewohner von Whittlecombe sind bereits im Krankenhaus, und dann erwischt es auch noch die Eule Mr. Hoo. Alf, die Wirtin des Whittle Inn und Besitzerin des Shady Wood, ist untröstlich. Und als wäre das alles nicht schon schlimm genug, macht man sie für das Unglück verantwortlich. Doch schnell findet sie heraus, wer die wahren Schuldigen sind: ihre alten Rivalen, die Mori.

When journalist and part-time witch Clarissa Page first meets Toby, she thinks she’s getting a quiet companion. What she gets is a furball with opinions, secrets and more than a touch of magic. Together, they form the least conventional (but most adorable) crime-fighting duo the West Country has ever seen.

Murder, magic, and mayhem—with a side of cake and a hooting owl. Welcome to Whittlecombe, a village so quaint even the ghosts can’t bear to leave. At the heart of it sits the Wonky Inn—a crumbling, magical haven inherited by one Alfhild Daemonne, a witch with spectacularly unpredictable powers and an owl familiar named Mr Hoo who thinks he knows best (and often does). In The Wonkiest Witch, Alf’s plans to quietly settle in are rudely interrupted by a corpse on the patio, a nosey village full of secrets and a sudden need to remember how magic actually works. Spoiler: it doesn’t go well.

Without Zilla, there'd be no witches zooming around on their broomsticks and nobody would be allowed an exotic animal as a familiar. She grants permits for a living. Okay, it's not riveting stuff but it's important. The day a cute but pushy pussycat arrives at her apartment complex, so does a grotty old journal full of blank pages. Until now Zilla has enjoyed a simple life: her clean, quiet apartment; a couple of potted plants that she struggles to keep alive. She's not an exceptional woman. She doesn't have many friends. She's never owned a pet … and she most certainly does not want a cat.

Whittlecombe – ein charmantes, friedliches Dorf im Südwesten Englands, mit reetgedeckten Häuschen, verwinkelten Gassen, leckeren Käse-Sandwiches und dem traditionellen Tee am Nachmittag. Doch plötzlich werden die Bewohner krank, einer nach dem anderen. Bestimmt ist es nur die Grippe, oder? Könnte sein. Allerdings plant Alfhild Daemonne gerade die Vampirhochzeit des Jahrhunderts in ihrem Hexengasthaus. Ist das alles reiner Zufall, oder haben die Ereignisse im Dorf mit Alfs ungewöhnlichen Gästen zu tun?