Ever wondered what happens when you buy a crumbling house in desperate need of TLC and you have absolutely no skills to repair it? Spoiler alert: it’s a wild ride.
Of course I knew that purchasing a DIY challenge I would be diving headfirst into the abyss of demolition, dust storms, and a bottomless pit of expenses, but what I didn't foresee was the unexpected discovery of an engagement ring and a treasure trove of forbidden love letters hidden beneath the attic floorboards. Not to mention the cantankerous cat with an undying love for naps, and a handyman who looks like he just walked off a magazine cover. Oh, and a stalker? He definitely wasn't on my vision board.
As the house slowly returns to its former glory, those letters persist in haunting my dreams. Who could be the mysterious author, and why was their love forbidden? And who's putting in so much effort to keep me from learning the truth?
Working alongside Riley, the hunky handyman is delightfully distracting, but I'm determined to solve this heartstring-tugging puzzle. Only can I restore the house to its former splendor and unveil the mystery before my relentless stalker catches up with me? Or will I lose everything, including life?
'Dangerous Deeds' introduces you to The Westport Romantic Mysteries, a hilarious series that will keep you glued to your seat. If you're a fan of quirky families, thrilling and engaging reads, and a dose of sweet romance served with a twist of danger, this is your ticket to an unforgettable adventure you won't want to miss!
I’m Beth and I write funny, romantic mysteries (aka cozy mysteries), paranormal cozy mysteries, and the odd rom com because two of my favorite things are romance and mystery.
I’m the proud but often flustered owner of two dogs, two very noisy Indian Ringnecks, a Parrotlet named Axel, five chickens, and a duck named Dorothy. Oh, and I can’t forget the Guinea Pig Herbie. I spend most of my days wishing for a quiet life but secretly loving the chaos!
When I’m not writing you can find me lost in a good book, passively watching documentaries (my hubby loves them and seems to have gained full control of the remote) and scrolling Instagram dreaming of holidays I don’t have time to take, and perfect hair.