Murder is rotten.
Genteel Southern lady Estelle Watkins didn’t expect to find a little surprise in her trash can, and she certainly didn’t expect her son to get accused of murder. Determined to save him from spending the rest of his life on death row—or worse—she’s thrown into the middle of an investigation along with Vera, her next-door neighbor and faithful sidekick. Their methods are a bit unusual, but never underestimate a woman on a mission to protect her son . . .
Dying can be taxing.
Estelle Watkins solved a murder case, and now she’s somewhat of a celebrity. When her friend comes to her asking for help in solving another murder, Estelle is flattered, and of course, agrees to do what she can.
But the more she and her faithful sidekick, Vera, uncover, the more they realize that things are rarely what they seem, and that lies multiply when left in the dark . . .
Estelle Watkins solved a murder case, and now she’s somewhat of a celebrity. When her friend comes to her asking for help in solving another murder, Estelle is flattered, and of course, agrees to do what she can.
But the more she and her faithful sidekick, Vera, uncover, the more they realize that things are rarely what they seem, and that lies multiply when left in the dark . . .
Dance till you drop.
Estelle Watkins has gained quite the reputation in her small Southern community, and when a local charity is looking for celebrities to aid their cause, they call on her. It’s quite simple, really—she just needs to compete in a ballroom dance competition. Never mind that she doesn’t know how to dance.
When the organizer turns up dead, Estelle is given the chance to do what she does best—investigate. Rock, step, cha cha cha . . .
Estelle Watkins has gained quite the reputation in her small Southern community, and when a local charity is looking for celebrities to aid their cause, they call on her. It’s quite simple, really—she just needs to compete in a ballroom dance competition. Never mind that she doesn’t know how to dance.
When the organizer turns up dead, Estelle is given the chance to do what she does best—investigate. Rock, step, cha cha cha . . .
Being boss is a killer.
Estelle Watkins never wanted to be in charge of the Ladies’ Aid, but when Mabel Hardy is accused of embezzlement, someone needs to run things, and Estelle is chosen as her successor. Oh, and if she could solve the crime while she’s at it, that would be great.
But soon, things become more tangled than a ball of quilting yarn as a case of mistaken identity leads to murder, and Estelle and Vera must sort it all out before there’s yet another victim. All while making chili . . .
Estelle Watkins never wanted to be in charge of the Ladies’ Aid, but when Mabel Hardy is accused of embezzlement, someone needs to run things, and Estelle is chosen as her successor. Oh, and if she could solve the crime while she’s at it, that would be great.
But soon, things become more tangled than a ball of quilting yarn as a case of mistaken identity leads to murder, and Estelle and Vera must sort it all out before there’s yet another victim. All while making chili . . .
Murder is crummy.
Estelle Watkins has waited a long time for grandchildren, and now her son has finally found the girl of his dreams. But when the wedding plans go horribly wrong and the bride is accused of murdering the cake designer, Estelle goes undercover to find the real culprit and spring her soon-to-be daughter from jail. Meanwhile, Vera has a secret of her own, and Estelle fears she’s losing her best friend.
It really was a very ugly cake . . .
About the Author: Tristi Pinkston is the author of over sixty books under various pen names (Tristi Pinkston, Amelia C. Adams, Paige Timothy, and Sandra Norton Flynn). She firmly believes that tacos are the world's most perfect food, followed closely by chocolate - or maybe the other way around. Or maybe it's a tie.
Tristi enjoys taking very, very long naps, spending time with her amazing husband and four awesome children, watching Netflix (and sometimes Hulu and sometimes Amazon Prime), being sarcastic, trying new recipes that no one will eat, using Chapstick, drinking ice water (and yes, eating the ice, even though she's not supposed to), and plotting out ideas for even more books than she can possibly write in one lifetime, and thus, she will never die.