Tiffany Delamarre has it all. The good looks, the money, the designer clothes, but when this is all snatched from her in the most brutal of ways she is not impressed! Finding herself dead and stuck in Heaven with a bossy angel that clearly despises her, a major ban on coffee and make up products and surrounded by plebs is just not Tiffany’s idea of a good time. Her situation soon becomes more dire however when she is told that she has a murderer to find. Will she be able to stop this crazed killer in time? Or will she become the reason that more people are killed? The only thing that Tiffany Delamarre knows for certain: Heaven sucks!
Tiffany Delamarre is very rich and very dead and she is on the case again. Pearl Beauty Spa & Detox Centre must be stopped! The owner is on the run, the products are lethal, and Jodie a friend of Tiffany’s boss is booked in for the full works at the behest of her pleb boyfriend Dwight. Can Tiffany locate the owner and put a stop to this madness? Can she get Jodie away from her loser boyfriend and save her life not only from the fatal beauty products, but also from Dwight’s cruel hands? She has a lot to do and limited time in which to do it. Surely then the Devil would not be of much help – would he?
Tiffany Delamarre is dead and very much in demand! Finding herself once more assigned to a case of great mystery, she must work out why single ladies are being kidnapped from the newest and hottest place in town, L.U.V. With no leads and thankfully no bodies, Tiffany finds herself in a bit of a quandary. She must once again go undercover in a role that is so not to her liking… Tiffany Delamarre a hopeless, desperate singleton… Hardly!
When Tiffany accepted her third mystery since being murdered, she did not expect that it would involve actual dead bodies! Once again determined to solve the case and impress the ever unimpressionable Celestia, Queen Bee of all things, well, celestial, Tiffany is less than impressed that she is to be sent undercover in a funeral home. How on earth is she supposed to work out which student is chopping up corpses and evenly distributing the severed limbs into already occupied coffins? How will her Jimmy Choos survive, not to mention her well-manicured nails? Tiffany Delamarre an embalming student? Hardly!
She told me to write it all down. Everything that he has done to me, no matter how small the incident, I needed to record it. But he has no fear, no regard for the law. In his eyes he is unstoppable. In my eyes he is a monster, a freak. He truly is what nightmares are made of. I will try to remain calm, I will try to remain in control. But at what point is it acceptable for a person to snap, to lose their mind in the red mist of rage? What happens when the hunted becomes the hunter?
When Mia Tyrell discovered that the man she had ever so slightly fallen for online was not anything like he claimed to be, she was hurt. She was hurt and then she was angry.Enraged that people could lie about themselves so brazenly online did not please Mia, why would they do this? Why would they want to be anything other than themselves? Were their real selves not good enough? Not getting enough ‘likes’? It was one thing to humiliate a woman looking for love, it was quite another to humiliate a witch with the power to destroy you. Determined to make all of these social media liars pay, Mia sets out on a mission to show the world the ‘real’ them. Like it or not, the witch switch had been well and truly activated.
I have never haunted a funeral home before, but needs must. You see I am looking for my dead Fiancé and I have been unsuccessful for the last seven months. I know that he is dead, because I watched him die. I didn’t kill him if that’s what you’re thinking. No, I barely recall our deaths, all I know is that it involved a motorway, telegraph pole and a lorry load of sheep. I had naturally assumed that we would be reunited in death, and yet we were not. This is a problem I cannot seem to rectify. I have looked in cemeteries, hospitals, pubs and all along that blasted motorway but I cannot find him. So now I figure that funeral homes are my best bet, and dead people are just what I need.
I didn’t mean to do it, genuinely I didn’t. I am blameless in this. Sort of. But now I must find some way of telling Samuel, my very loyal, loving, handsome – oh so handsome… Okay okay sweet talking won’t get me anywhere – I need to find some way of telling Samuel about the mammoth mistake I have made, and I don’t think oops and a smile is going to cut it. How on earth do I tell Samuel that I have accidentally purchased a real-life baby elephant?!
Eleven months ago, a virus spread across the world – The Necro Virus – and it turned pretty much everybody into a flesh eating zombie. That was until scientists discovered a way to stop these urges, because who honestly wants a face muncher as a neighbour? The antidote? Vaping! There is something in vape juice that stops us all from losing our minds and going on a murderous rampage, which is great. What is not so great, however, the war of the vapes has now begun…
Part 1: Eleven months ago, a virus spread across the world – The Necro Virus – and it turned pretty much everybody into a flesh-eating zombie. That was until scientists discovered a way to stop these urges, because who honestly wants a face muncher as a neighbour? The antidote? Vaping! There is something in vape juice that stops us all from losing our minds and going on a murderous rampage, which is great. What is not so great, however, the war of the vapes has now begun…
Part 2: In the small town of Morley things have changed. The Seven hills are rife with the deadly Necro Virus, and the locals are not the same anymore.
Large compounds have been erected to allegedly keep the virus contained, however some locals are not convinced that the government are being entirely truthful! Shock!
Things were bad enough before the initial infection, with zombies snacking on their nearest and dearest – but now the situation is much more dire.
A new strain has emerged and despite the anti-zombie vape juice that Revo have successfully created, some zombies have decided to go rogue. The juice cannot help them now, they are beyond that. They are faster, more aggressive and they are hungry!
It is now up to The Night Reapers to take care of these hideous beings and put a stop to the Meatheads once and for all.