Luck of the Iris (Book 4, paperback)
Luck of the Iris (Book 4, paperback)
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Prettiest garden contest
How delightful…
How deadly
I thought judging the Willow Waters garden contest would be fun. A nice way to get to know a few more of my neighbors in this beautiful Cotswold village. I’d get to see how the best gardens grew, maybe nab a few tips for my own garden. I did not expect the competition to be to the death. Literally.
I’m Peony Bellefleur and I own Bewitching Blooms. I chose to be a florist for all the positive reasons you can imagine: people love flowers; they speak a language we all understand. Fresh blooms perk up an invalid, add celebration to a wedding, and welcome new babies (especially when I’ve added a bit of witch’s magic to my bouquets). I agreed to judge the garden competition for the same reasons. Joy and happiness.
Well, that was a mistake.
Between missing persons, interfering gnomes, and a full moon celebration that goes wrong, it’s been a busy time.
Come join me and my unusual friends in my latest adventure. Luck of the Iris is book 4 in the Village Flower Shop Cozy Mystery series. Each book can be read alone, though it’s better to read them in order. There’s no violence, gore, or sex in these novels, just good clean murderous fun with some magically quirky characters.
“A modern-day Agatha Christie. This mystery was as smooth as a Swiss watch and as cozy as a café au lait with a chocolate croissant.” *****
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The Village Flower Shop
A paranormal cozy mystery series set in the Cotswolds, England.
Peony Bellefleur runs Bewitching Blooms, the charming flower shop in a picture-perfect Cotswold village in England. Her flowers seem to make the sick improve, wedding days happier and birthdays more special because she infuses her bouquets with a little magic.
Peony’s a witch in a village that seems too perfect to be true. Probably because it is.