When a lobsterman discovers a sunken ship, Cranberry Island is abuzz with excitement. Is the wreck the remains of the Myra Barton, the missing ship of island sea captain Jonah Selfridge? Or the elusive Black Marguerite, which belonged to one of the most notorious pirates of the 17th century and vanished without a trace—except for the ghost ship that old-timers say roams the water on fog-shrouded nights? Soon the island is swarming with marine archaeologists and treasure hunters. It's good news for Natalie—and for the Gray Whale Inn—until a body turns up floating near the wreck. Natalie finds herself immersed in the world of pirates and sunken treasure, both past and present. Will she solve the mystery and find the killer in time? Or will Natalie be the next to join the lost ship's crew, down in Davy Jones' locker? Praise: "The fourth in this pleasant cozy series highlights the glories of Maine, which this time include several recipes chock-full of cranberries."—Kirkus Reviews "The satisfying conclusion will whet the reader's appetite for Natalie's next adventure."—Publishers Weekly "MacInerney is at her whimsical best in her fourth visit to the charming Gray Whale Inn on Cranberry Island, Maine."—Mystery Scene
When a lobsterman discovers a sunken ship, Cranberry Island is abuzz with excitement.
Juicy characters. Karen MacInerney has cooked up a winning recipe for murder. Don't miss this mystery!"—Maggie Sefton, author of Knit One, Kill Two; Needled to Death; and A Deadly Yarn
Praise: "MacInerney adds a dash of the supernatural, throws in some touristy tidbits and finishes with some tasty diet-right recipes."—Publishers Weekly "All thumbs up for Murder Most Maine, another in the engaging series of Cranberry ...
Midnight Ink's top-selling, Agatha Award-nominated series continues.
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A unique, sexy paranormal romance, Bec McMaster's London Steampunk novels will appeal to fans of Gail Carriger, Kristen Callihan's Darkest London series, and the Blud series by Delilah Dawson.