A Pebble Cove Teahouse Mystery

Pebble Cove is not the sleepy coastal town Rosemary remembers from her childhood. Ghosts are everywhere, and only she can see them. When Rosemary Woodmere inherits her estranged grandmother's Victorian tea house, she doesn’t expect to also inherit a ghost named Asher from the 1920s. Things get weirder for Rosemary. Her grandma was supposedly murdered. A body washes up on the beach, and the police suspect her of the man's murder. She's trying to navigate her newfound ability to talk to ghosts. And she doesn't even know the first thing about tea.

The second set of books in the Pebble Cove Teahouse Mystery series.

Pebble Cove is not the sleepy coastal town Rosemary remembers from her childhood. Ghosts are everywhere. But apparently only she can see them. When Rosemary Woodmere inherits her estranged grandmother's Victorian teahouse, she doesn't expect to also inherit a ghost named Asher from the 1920s. Things get weirder for Rosemary. Her grandma was supposedly murdered. A body has washed up on the beach and the police suspect her in the man's murder. She's trying to navigate her newfound ability to talk to ghosts. And she doesn't even know the first thing about tea.

Pebble Cove is home to more than just fishermen, Victorian houses, and coastal beauty. It also harbors long-running feuds and buried secrets. When a local man drops dead after drinking a matcha tea latte, Rosemary Woodmere suspects foul play. As a witness to the murder, she’s called in for questioning. At the station, she meets a new ghost and learns the town’s police force has a dark past when it comes to covering up murder.

Pebble Cove residents were wary of the new commune at The Pines, even before someone ended up dead. Rosemary is excited to cater her first event at the newly opened commune’s full moon festival. When a young woman is found murdered in her yurt, it’s clear these rich wannabe hippies aren’t as peaceful as they pretend.

The people of Pebble Cove are thrown into a forced hibernation when the worst snowstorm in a decade hits the Oregon Coast. They expect to find damages once the snow thaws, but a frozen body down by the pier comes as a terrible surprise. Rosemary is keeping warm with an abundance of chai tea, wooly sweaters, and further research into Asher’s past. But when a second body is found, she can’t deny the chilling thoughts that the two deaths might be connected. Or that this might not be the end.

Two women wash up on the beach in front of Rosemary’s tea shop. One is dead. The other is wounded and can’t even remember her name. Is she also a victim or the killer? When it becomes clear that the only souls who can help solve this mystery are those of the ghostly persuasion, Rosemary has to get involved. She must identify the killer before they strike again.

High up in the cliffs behind the town of Pebble Cove, a haunted house looks out over the ocean. When the cursed house sells after sitting vacant for decades, the locals are concerned. Horrible things happened there. The buyers, triplet brothers famous for their house-flipping television show, are dismissive of the town’s warnings. When history repeats itself and one of them dies, who’s to blame?

The third and final set of books in the Pebble Cove Teahouse Mystery series.

After two years of seeing ghosts, Rosemary Woodmere has never encountered a spirit who has appeared so soon after they were murdered. But the ghost of Dominic Frost proves it’s possible, and he immediately begs her to help find his killer. Unfortunately, the local playboy left behind a long list of scorned lovers, with ample motives to kill. Even dead, the spirit spends more time flirting than helping Rosemary with the case. When Rosemary’s search for Asher’s killer leads her to his distant relative, the similarities are unmistakable, with one difference: He’s not a ghost.

Pebble Cove will never be the same. The Rickster is notorious for telling tall tales around Pebble Cove. When he’s found on the dock holding a bloody knife, a crumpled body at his feet, of course he has a story to explain it away. But is his plea of innocence just another yarn?