A Camping Conundrum

A Liz Adams Mystery #5

by Stacy Wilder

Genre: Cozy Mystery

 


A camping trip to South Carolina’s Poinsett Park turns deadly when PI Liz Adams’ husband discovers a body in the lake. Amid camping calamities, Liz and her lie-detecting Lab, Duke, rush to identify the killer—leading to a shocking twist of karma.


A Camping Conundrum

A Liz Adams Mystery #5

by Stacy Wilder

Genre: Cozy Mystery


A heart-pounding cozy mystery filled with twists, turns, and canine charm. Perfect for fans of page-turning whodunits and outdoor adventures!

Private Investigator Liz Adams isn’t thrilled when her husband, Brad, suggests a camping getaway to South Carolina’s picturesque Poinsett Park. The mention of camping brings back a haunting memory of a childhood Girl Scout trip that went terribly wrong. But for Brad, the park is a refuge—a chance to relive happy moments from his past.

The long weekend escape takes a dark turn when Brad discovers a woman’s lifeless body in the park’s peaceful lake. The victim, the landlady of a strip center in the neighboring town of Sumter, was notorious for making enemies among her tenants. With no shortage of motives but no clear suspects, Liz and her truth-sniffing Labrador, Duke, embark on a quest to identify the culprit.

As Liz races to uncover the truth and put the killer in jail, the couple experiences one camping disaster after another. Will justice be served? Or will an unexpected twist of karma change everything?

 

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Stacy Wilder is the author of the Liz Adams Mystery Series. In addition to cozy mysteries, Stacy writes children’s stories, short stories, and poetry. Her mission is to deliver a delightful story to readers of all ages while benefiting a larger community. She donates a portion of the proceeds from the sales of her books to causes that help the homeless, both people and pets. 

Beyond writing, Stacy is deeply devoted to her faith, family, and her beloved Labradors. She is also enthusiastic about the causes she supports, the beauty of art, the serenity of the beach, the adventure of travel, and the joy of reading.

She and her husband live in Houston, TX with a totally spoiled Labrador named Eve.

 

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Insatiable

by Erica Ridley

Genre: YA Historical Horror, Thriller

 


She has a sharp mind… and even sharper teeth.


Insatiable

by Erica Ridley

Genre: YA Historical Horror, Thriller


A chilling Gothic horror novel set at a coed boarding school in Scotland, where a teen girl must not only fight against her monstrous male classmates but the monster growing within her after being cursed.

Every wish granted comes with strings attached. That’s how Catriona Cameron gets a scholarship to Floodbane Academy—an elite boarding school in the Scottish Lowlands she never applied to—where she’ll be one of only six girls to enter the castle’s unwelcoming halls.

She’s not looking for trouble, but after a violent attack, mischievous dark fairies grant cruel wishes made against her. Catriona is blessed with devastatingly good looks and unpredictable new powers, but cursed with an insatiable hunger to devour anyone who preys upon women.

As the carnage mounts, Catriona faces the possibility that she is becoming as monstrous as those she hunts. Ultimately, is vengeance worth the loss of her humanity?

 

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An anguished shriek pierces the air overhead, and I open my eyes to inky blackness. I cannot fathom how my driver Mr. Ross can tell where we’re heading. Yet he urges the horses ever faster through this thick molasses of nothingness.

“What was that noise?” I whisper.

“Nothing,” comes his disinterested reply.

I don’t believe him.

Spiderwebs envelop me—in my hair, on my face, in my mouth—and I’m shrieking, flailing, spitting… only to realize that they’re not spiderwebs after all, but the ghostly mist of early morning.

The darkness hides my embarrassment. Floodbane Academy is a boys’ school. I cannot allow my male classmates’ first impression of a female student to be a display of hysterics. I must stay strong or at least look that way.

No matter how much I may tremble inside.

The horses make a sharp turn, and the carriage drifts precariously to one side. I recall Mr. Ross’s warning that the campus is surrounded by steep cliffs, and deep, freezing rivers, and dark, dangerous forests.

The first hint of light trickles through the thick foliage. Trees part to reveal a wide, packed-dirt road, and up ahead… My breath catches. Time ceases to tick forward.

Floodbane Academy. This is it. My final destination.

Even if the school’s name hadn’t been written in script on the massive wrought iron gates before us, there would be no doubt that I’ve arrived somewhere worth visiting.

No thatched roofs and rotting wooden walls here. The academy is a fortified castle of shimmering pearlescent stone, with four tall turrets stabbing up into the brink of dawn. Mist clings to the towers like smoke from a battlefield. The clouds bloom red, like blood spilling onto cotton. The sun’s white-hot rays pierce my pupils as if I’m unfit to cast my eyes upon a future this bright.

I squint to protect my vision, though nothing could tear my gaze away from my new home. It’s built fine enough for a king, and big enough to house the grandest army. It must hold a ballroom, a gymnasium, a library the size of my old church…

“This is where I’m going to live?” I exclaim in delighted wonder.

Mr. Ross chuckles. “No.”

Rather than go through the majestic gates, he takes a weed-matted trail leading away from the school.

I yelp in alarm. “Where are you going?”

“Female housing.”

The horses duck beneath a copse of drooping branches, to lead us back into darkness. This time, I see how close the wheels are to scraping the trees, and how close a crooked branch comes to taking off the top of my head. This trail isn’t meant for carriages. Not a single weed or thornbush has been cleared aside to make way for the new crop of students.

“You’re certain they know we’re coming?” I ask with hesitation.

“They all know.”

His words should have assured me, but instead, they sound ominous.

“Duck,” Mr. Ross advises as the horses put on a burst of speed.

I dive to the floor to avoid being decapitated by passing tree branches.

Eventually, the carriage rattles to a stop. When I raise my head, I find a different structure. One I shall not confuse with the academy.

It is the house in every fairy tale that one dares not enter. The lair of witches in the woods. The gateway to hell from sweat-soaked nightmares.

A narrow two-story structure of thin, unrelenting gray, mottled with dead vines and great scabs of caked-on dirt. Bones so derelict, the sneeze of a hummingbird could send the place shuddering in a thousand directions, burying its residents beneath two tons of rotted rubble.

“Female housing quarters,” Mr. Ross announces. “The ride is over. Get out.”



Erica Ridley is a New York Times bestselling author of witty, historical novels, including the critically acclaimed Wild Wynchesters series, and her debut young adult novel, The Protégée. When not reading or writing, Erica can be found eating künefe in Turkiye, zip-lining through rainforests in Costa Rica, or getting hopelessly lost in the middle of Budapest. 

 

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Cece in Wonder Land

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 Women’s Fiction

Date Published: April 14, 2026

Publisher: Acorn Publishing




Sometimes wonder finds you when you least expect it.

Cece Belle is a high-functioning neurodivergent. She’s also a big believer in destiny, but when her soulmate Robby dumps her mid-flight to Israel, she instantly regrets ever telling him she’s on the spectrum.

Not one to dwell in misery, Cece sips some chamomile hibiscus tea to set herself straight. And with meditation and spirituality on her side, she looks to what’s next. Yet another blow hits when she is kicked out of her rabbinical studies program for “strange behavior.”

Then, she meets Joel. With his quirky demeanor and ability to say all the right things, he gives Cece the desire to begin a new relationship. There’s only one main obstacle: Cece loves living in Los Angeles, and Joel is a diehard New Yorker.

She marries him anyway, despite misgivings that extend beyond their geography. After all, this is her carefully drawn plan—marriage, then kids, then happily ever after. Sometimes though, the best-laid plans are better left in dreamland where they can’t go awry.

Cece in Wonder Land is a twisty journey down a rabbit hole of unexpected anxieties, disappointments, and more questions than answers. But where there is hope, there is life, and maybe Cece can hang on for the next bit of wonder bound to come her way.


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Cece meditated with her eyes open the night before.

She prayed.

Cried herself to sleep.

Despite a heavy feeling in her chest that fluctuated between hurt and humiliation, Cece rallied enough energy to attend the early morning orientation breakfast. She sat next to her best friend, Sharone. It was a true-blue friendship born the first day of rabbinical school. Sharone was an attractive woman, a recent graduate of Columbia university. In her limited free time, between schoolwork and her internship, she practiced yoga and encouraged Cece to join her, for better mental clarity and focus.

Sharone wore her long brunette hair neatly tucked into a bright red scrunchie. Cece easily confided in Sharone, perhaps because they were two of the older graduate students in their class. Starting rabbinical school at the “ripe age” of twenty-five made Cece feel old compared to most of her classmates.

“Talk to me, Cece,” Sharone said, her brow furrowing with concern. “What happened? I’m here for you.” She looked attentively at Cece, centering in on her friend’s unusual frazzled, almost dazed expression.

Sobbing, Cece replied, “Robby . . . broke . . . up . . . with me. I can’t take this anymore.

How am I supposed to live without him? I’m shattered. What the hell went wrong?”

At that moment, Robby snagged a seat at their table as if nothing was wrong.

“Good morning, both of you,” he said cheerfully. “Good to be here in Israel!”

Cece lost it. Payback time. She jumped up and poured a pitcher of polar chilled water atop Robby’s flaxen head. Robby gasped in shock, then scurried with a humiliated expression to the cafeteria kitchen in search of a dry towel. Cece felt a moment’s satisfaction, but she’d failed to anticipate the reaction of her classmates, who wondered what was with all the dramatic “waterworks.” One classmate, supposedly Cece’s friend, yelled out from across the room, “That woman’s not well. Get help!”

Sharone, who was more compassionate, calmed her down and took her aside. “You really showed Robby. Good for you. He’s a snake to do what he did.”

Cece felt seen and understood. “Thank you. You get me. You understand my language. Life is a series of building blocks and education is the foundation. You ask me how I feel? This is about me and my future.” Thank goodness for friends like Sharone.

An administrative assistant entered the dining hall. In a no-nonsense tone of voice, she announced, “Cece, the dean wants to see you.”

 


About the Author

 

 Born and raised in Los Angeles, Bonnie S. Priever majored in communications studies at UCLA before moving to Philadelphia. There, she attended the Reconstructionist Rabbinical College, which prepared her for an assistant directorship at the Israel Levin Senior Adult Center in Venice, California.

As a way to process emotions and stay connected to her spirituality, Bonnie started writing about her experiences. In 2023, Newsweek published her personal essay about the challenges of aging. Currently, she combines her passion for writing and her love for live theater as a reviewer for CurtainUp, an online theater magazine.

Bonnie loves to travel but always looks forward to coming home to LA. She has one grown son and a backlog of great ideas. Based on a true story, Cece in Wonder Land is her first novel.


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