Author Hannah Dennison

At last, St Mary's church is going to have its own vicar! Not only that, the gorgeous Reverend Pritchard is sixty, single... and in need of a wife.

But when he spearheads a campaign to restore a derelict chapel - rumoured to be haunted by a German Luftwaffe pilot- in a far-flung corner of the Honeychurch estate, the Dowager Countess puts her foot down. But nobody quite understands why...

Meanwhile, a fierce bidding war at an auction of military memorabilia ends in Kat's female adversary being murdered and Kat being held as the prime suspect. And then it turns out that several of the auctioned items are connected to Operation Tiger, a doomed rehearsal for the D-Day landings that took place in nearby Slapton Sands all those years ago. And Kat begins to realise that the vicar, the Luftwaffe ghost and all the World War II weaponry may all somehow be related...

When a valuable doll is stolen just days before the upcoming Christmas Gala at Honeychurch Hall, Kat is distraught. Not only was the doll on loan, but she was earmarked to headline the gala's Silent Auction.

The star-studded event is the brainchild of a glamorous power couple who have been hired by the ever-gullible Lady Lavinia to thrust the crumbling estate into the 21st century. Needless to say, the newcomers' efforts to change the status quo ruffle more than a few feathers in the community.

Meanwhile, Iris's secret identity as international best-selling romance writer Krystalle Storm is once more under threat when a rabid fan discovers that the elusive writer lives in Little Dipperton.

When a body is discovered in the stumpery, and another suffers a fatal fall, it seems there is more than one person trying to escape their past. With the fate of her mother, the future of the Honeychurch dynasty, and Kat's own life at stake, it's up to Kat to save the day and bring the cold-blooded killer to justice.

When a body found on the Honeychurch Hall estate proves to be that of a villager who had supposedly moved to Ireland years earlier, tongues start wagging and theories abound. Charlie Green had always been a rogue.

Although Charlie's demise happened well before Kat's arrival, Kat is drawn into the mystery when she finds two rare miniature portraits hidden inside a custom-made dollhouse of Honeychurch Hall.

When Charlie's aunt suffers a mysterious and fatal fall, suspicion lands on a stranger who is holidaying in the newly installed shepherd's hut in the walled garden-one of Lady Lavinia's latest hare-brained moneymaking schemes. Although there is something off about the tourist, Kat believes the culprit is fellow antique dealer, the odious widower Sir Monty Stubbs-Thomas who is ardently pursuing her mother.

With tales of blackmail, infidelity and greed gripping the small community, past and present collide and Kat realises that the miniatures harbour a vital secret that one particular person is willing to kill for.

Spring is in the air ... and so, too, is the sound of music as the residents of Honeychurch Hall are stunned to learn that the Dowager Countess Lady Edith Honeychurch has agreed to the staging of a production of The Merry Widow in the dilapidated grand ballroom.

Fears that the fiercely private octogenarian must be going senile are soon dismissed when our heroine, Kat Stanford, learns that the favour is a result of a desperate request from Countess Olga Golodkin. As one of Edith's oldest friends Olga is the director of the amateur Devon Operatic Dramatic Organization.

Just a week before, D.O.D.O's original venue was destroyed in a mysterious fire but since tickets have been sold, costumes made and lucrative local sponsorships secured, Olga is determined that the show must go on. After decades at the helm of D.O.D.O., The Merry Widow will be Olga's swansong and she wants to go out with a bang.

It's ten days before Christmas at Honeychurch Hall and Kat Stanford has persuaded the Earl of Grenville to open the Museum Room to the villagers in an effort to raise money for rooftop repairs. For the price of a ticket visitors will be able to view an unusual display of antiques - including the legendary Bleeding Hawk of Honeychurch Hall.

When an obnoxious young couple drive 200 miles from London to view the treasures it's not just Kate who is suspicious of their intentions; Mr Chips, the estate's feisty Jack Russell makes his feelings plain by taking a bite out of the man's trousers.

But then a suit of armour inexplicably falls on the ancient butler, killing him, and when a second body is found near a quarry nearby Kat becomes entangled in a world of feuds and jealousies, finally encountering a cold-blooded killer who will stop at nothing to keep the past at bay.

Things are going well for Kat Stanford; not only is her antiques business thriving, she's also got a new date: Piers Carew Viscount Chawley, who owns the estate next to Honeychurch Hall.

Unfortunately, Kate has a rival. Impossibly beautiful Cassandra Bowden-Forbes is also in town, conducting valuations at the same fairs as Kat - and she makes no secret of the fact she's got her eye on Piers . . .

And then things start to go wrong: Kat finds herself at the scene of not one but two mysterious deaths, and local tongues are wagging - is it coincidence, or murder? As Kat's fortunes nosedive it becomes clear that unless she can solve these unexplained deaths then she may just be the victim of the next accident . . .

When the only copy of Ravished, Iris Stanford's new manuscript, never arrives at her London publisher's office, her daughter Kat investigates the tiny local village post office, where it appears the package never left the building. Iris is on tenterhooks―not only is her novel gone with the wind, but she's deathly afraid that Muriel Jarvis, the postmistress and notorious busybody, will expose her secret identity as the bestselling romance writer Krystalle Storm.

Meanwhile, Muriel has her own problems with the sudden death of her husband Fred, which has left her heavily in debt. In the spine-tingling climax, both past and present collide as Kat fights for her life and those she holds most dear, dancing once again with the dark forces lurking behind the grandeur of Honeychurch Hall.

When antique dealer Kat Stanford stumbles upon the partially mummified body of a young woman in an abandoned wing at Honeychurch Hall, suspicion falls on those who had been living there many years ago. And it appears that the deceased had been murdered. Given her mother Iris's checkered past, Kat is not surprised to learn that Iris knew the victim.

Meanwhile, the unexpected appearance of former lothario Bryan Laney sets female hearts aflutter. Despite the passing years, time has not dampened his ardor for Iris, but the feeling is not reciprocated.

As Kat becomes embroiled once more in her mother's mysterious and tumultuous bygone days, she comes to realize that life is never black and white, and sometimes it is necessary to risk your own life to protect the lives of the ones you love.

When the body of a transport minister is discovered in the grounds on the Honeychurch Hall estate, suspicion as to his unusual demise naturally falls on the residents. After all, who could possibly want a high-speed train line and rolling stock depot built in their front yard?

News of the murder soon reaches our heroine Kat Stanford's nemesis Trudy Wynne. A ruthless tabloid journalist and the ex-wife of Kat's discarded lover, Trudy is out for revenge. She is also interested in exposing—and humiliating—Kat's mother Iris, who is secretly the international bestselling romance writer Krystalle Storm.

As the body count begins to build, Kat becomes inextricably embroiled in the ensuing scandal. Is the minister's death the result of a local vendetta, or could it be connected to her mother's unusual past?

Kat Stanford is just days away from starting her dream antique business with her newly widowed mother Iris when she gets a huge shock. Iris has recklessly purchased a dilapidated carriage house at Honeychurch Hall, an isolated country estate complete with eccentric lords and ladies and butlers and cooks.

When a secret from the past comes back to haunt Iris, Kat realizes she hardly knows her mother at all. And when the bodies start piling up, it is up to Kat to unravel the tangled truth behind the murders at Honeychurch Hall.

Renovations on Tregarrick Rock Hotel are coming along, and Evie Mead thinks they just might be done by opening day. Then one of her sister Margot's old Hollywood friends, Louise, arrives unannounced—and expecting VIP treatment.

Evie has half a mind to tell Louise to find other accommodations, but Margot pleads with Evie, saying that Louise—despite her upbeat and demanding attitude—is grieving her recently deceased husband. Evie pities her, and besides, the sisters need help. A simple rewiring project has resulted in a major overhaul of the hotel, and they're way over budget. The small life insurance policy left to Evie by her own husband is gone, and they are desperate for funds. Margot believes that Louise, a marketing guru, can put the hotel on the map and give it the boost it needs.

But when a member of the hotel staff is found dead, and then another murder follows, the sisters' plans crumble before their eyes. Who would do such a thing—and why? In a rollicking adventure involving a shipwreck filled with buried treasure, a dashing and mysterious Australian financier, and old rivalries stretching back to far before Evie and Margot ever set foot on the island, it's all hands on deck to find the killer—and save the hotel.

When Evie Mead's husband, Robert, suddenly drops dead of a heart attack, a mysterious note is found among his possessions. It indicates that Evie may own the rights to a crumbling Art Deco hotel on Tregarrick Rock, one of the Isles of Scilly, off the coast of Cornwall.

Still grieving, Evie is inclined to leave the matter to the accountant to sort out. Her sister Margot, however, flown in from her glamorous career in LA, has other plans. Envisioning a luxurious weekend getaway, she goes ahead and buys two round trip tickets to Tregarrick.

Once at the hotel—used in its heyday to house detective novelists, and more fixer-upper than spa resort, after all—Evie and Margot attempt to get to the bottom of things. But the foul-tempered hotel owner claims he's never met the late Robert, despite mounting evidence. The rest of the island inhabitants, ranging from an ex-con receptionist to a vicar who communicates with cats, aren't any easier to read.

But when a murder occurs at the hotel, and then another soon follows, frustration turns to desperation. There's no getting off the island at high tide. And Evie and Margot, the only current visitors to Tregarrick, are suspects one and two. It falls to them to unravel secrets spanning generations—and several of their own—if they want to make it back alive.

Christmas is around the corner and aspiring investigative reporter, Vicky Hill, is in good spirits. Her new lodgings with the pungent garbologist, Ronnie Binns and his new wife Olive, has worked out better than she could ever have imagined. Work is going well too. Vicky's regular weekly column, "On the Cemetery Circuit with Vicky" is proving to be a success given her belief that "every dead senior has a secret." The only fly in the ointment is Vicky's rash announcement that she has the perfect front-page scoop for this Saturday's Christmas edition of the Gipping Gazette, but somehow, she'll pull the proverbial rabbit out of the hat. Doesn't she always?

Meanwhile, Vicky's nemesis Annabel Lake has long suspected that Vicky is the daughter of the notorious silver thief nicknamed The Fog who is currently on the run. Surely that scoop would trump a senior secret any day. But when a mysterious stranger turns up asking questions about a recent death in the small community, the two rivals find they must bury the hatchet if they want to stay alive.

Murder is in the air when hedge-jumping champ Dave Randall accuses his archenemy, Jack Webster, of sabotaging his dream to compete at the upcoming European Games.

Vicky is used to Dave's histrionics and she turns a blind eye. After all, she has bigger fish to fry—namely solving the mysterious death of worm charming diva Ruth Reeves, whose sudden inheritance has made her very unpopular with old friends and neighbors alike. But when Jack Webster ends up dead, too, there seems to be a strange connection between the pair and Dave becomes the prime suspect. 

If that wasn't enough, Vicky is in a dilemma. Having been the reluctant recipient of a pair of stolen Georgian urns, it looks like the jig will soon be up. Vicky must decide whether she should protect her dad's identity as The Fog or become herself accused in the process.

When a slew of silver thefts hit the small town of Gipping-on-Plym, it's up to aspiring investigative journalist Vicky Hill to figure out if the culprits are gypsies, tramps, or thieves…

Unaware that their temporary dwelling is also serving as the official gathering site for the upcoming annual "Morris Dance-a-thon," the gypsies set up their illegal campground at The Grange, much to the dismay of almost everyone in town. And when silver is stolen shortly after the gypsies arrive, blaming the despised nomads makes more than a little sense.

But when the body of an unnamed woman is found in a shallow stream, Vicky suspects there's a connection between the murder and the recent silver thefts. And since both her boss and the local police refuse to investigate, Vicky takes on the case by herself. It's a criminal conundrum suited only for the mind of Vicky Hill, and she's determined to uncover the answers and clinch her fourth national exclusive!

It's snail-racing season in the small town of Gipping-on-Plym. And obituary writer Vicky Hill is racing, too—to solve a mysterious death.

When an early-morning call wakes Vicky from the arms of her dream man, reality had better be worth it—and it is. An anonymous tipster tells her about the secret funeral of local celebrity Scarlett Fleming—coordinated by her husband, Doug. The entire town is baffled by the sudden death and oddly discreet funeral. After all, the effervescent Scarlett was never one to stay in her shell.

Vicky's suspicions heighten when she learns of the Flemings' shaky finances—and that Doug has almost as many admirers as Scarlett had enemies. While canvassing suspects and juggling three suitors, Vicky must stay one step ahead of a killer once she realizes she's no longer writing an obituary—she's writing an expose!

In the sleepy English town of Gipping-on-Plym, ambitious, young journalist Vicky Hill will do anything to get off the obituary circuit and onto the front page. And in a town full of secrets, a funeral could be just the scoop she needs…

If there's one thing Vicky has learned in her career as an obituary writer, it's how to spot something fishy at a funeral—and plenty is amiss at the service for farmer Gordon Berry. The man was a champion hedge cutter. And who could possibly believe he'd be foolish enough to electrocute himself by striking a power line with his own clippers?

At the reception, there are rumblings of foul play especially when a scuffle breaks out between hedge layer Jack Webster and the local lothario, Dr. Frost. Vicky suspects that the dead man's sister's accusations are founded on pure gossip and would have let things slide had it not been for the fact she's fallen madly in love with the delicious Lieutenant Robin Berry, the farmer's son who is in the Royal Navy. Robin never liked his father but dotes on his aunt. Vicky agrees to make some discreet inquiries in the hope that Robin will reward her with a date—and true love.

Vicky questions Steve, the paramedic who arrived first on the scene of the accident. Steve claims to have vital information about Gordon's demise but will only tell Vicky if she agrees to have dinner with him.

In her quest for a story, Vicky confronts everything from bad—and disappointing—dates to mortal danger. But when someone gets hold of her own nasty secret, will Vicky allow her nemesis Annabel Lake to steal her glory in return for her silence? The answer will soon be revealed.

Aspiring investigative journalist Vicky Hill faces two challenges. The first is to escape the stultifying boredom of funeral reporting for the Gipping Gazette by making a career-enhancing front-page splash. The second is to lose her virginity—a heavy burden for a woman of twenty-three.

Vicky's chance for a scoop comes with the discovery of three grisly chicken corpses, which are bizarrely connected to the unusual death of elderly Sir Hugh, the local hedge-jumping enthusiast.  As Vicky delves deeper into village affairs, she is thrilled to find the sleepy English market town harbors more than its fair share of secrets.

Yet Vicky has a secret of her own. As the only daughter of "The Fog"—a notorious criminal, currently on the run in Spain—enlisting the help of the police is never an option. If that wasn't enough, rival reporter, the voluptuous Annabel Lake, thinks nothing of using her sexual wiles to gain vital information and thwarts Vicky's efforts at every turn.

With hooded figures meeting at midnight, a stash of stolen silver and a rising body count, Vicky discovers she has opened Gipping's Pandora's box.

Casting safety aside and with only her pluck, wit and determination to fall back on, Vicky must decide just how far she is prepared to go to clinch the story of a lifetime.