Juliet Henry, water-color artist and retired agent of the NSA, wouldn't stack up her knowledge of the human heart against the great romantic poets, but she knows a thing or two about human avarice and stupidity. It comes as no great surprise when the small artists' colony of Bartholomew's Woods ends up with a dead resident. Harvey Allen was a professional gossip, hated the length and breadth of the state for his scandal-mongering in the press, and it seemed that one of Juliet's talented but idiosyncratic neighbors had finally had enough of his pernicious tale-bearing and decided to paint him out of the picture. Juliet may sympathize, but she also knows that once a person resorts to murder to hide a secret, chances are good that they may choose to kill again. Can she find the murderer before the killer paints the town red? Move over Miss Marple, there's a new slueth in town. If you are a fan of Ngaio Marsh or Agatha Christie you are going to love Juliet Henry and the residents of Bartholomew's Woods.

It all started with the balloon man. Until the old bag of skin and bones slouched by, Juliet Henry would have rated the upcoming White Oaks Autumn Art Festival and Wine Tasting a fairly average event. But this guy raised the psyche’s hackles. Even without the subtle skeleton face-paint, patchy hair, dusty frock coat and collection of monstrous balloons clutched by his freakishly long fingers, his gauntness would have been painful to look upon. With it, he was the grim reaper made flesh. The balloon man wasn't the only sinister figure at the faire and Juliet was not terribly surprised when death happened during the punkin chunkin. Sheriff Garret needs her help to sort through the hundreds of suspects, but Juliet's efforts to solve the bloody crime are hampered by the appearance of an agent from the NSA. Someone from her old life wants to talk to her and won't take NO! for answer.

Juliet Henry loved snow. Without snow there was no cross-country skiing. No skiing and there was no Christmas spirit, however feeble, to shine on the bleak winter. While others might scan the December skyline looking for the first Christmas lights in their neighborhood, or search the stores the principal Christmas tree to go up at the mall, or even to hear the first Christmas carol to grace the airwaves, each winter she waited for the weather reports and news of the first fat flakes falling in the mountains. This year the snow and two other events combined to make an alluring vacation and she looked forward both to skiing and attending the Requiem Mass written by her neighbor which was being performed at the Lake Tahoe Celtic Festival. But her plans go awry when she is stranded by a blizzard on a back road and finds herself the only the witness to a murder. Her woes are further compounded when the corpse disappears

What could be more fun than restoring an old castle? It turns out that almost anything would be better for Juliet Henry who is baking away in her lonely tower room with only the history of old tragedy for company. Already strapped for cash, the project is further endangered when the victim of an old murder is found bricked up in a fireplace and the body reignites old rumors of haunts and curses. But it is the modern day killer who puts everyone at Barclay Castle into jeopardy and it falls to Juliet Henry to unmask the killer before it's too late.

Autumn is the perfect time to be in Napa. The grapes are being harvested and one can enjoy the last of the summer sun while sipping wine and taking in an art show. Yes, Napa is perfect. Unless your host ends up murdered out in his own vineyard and the suspects without alibis include friends, loved ones, and a possible rogue NSA agent who wants help from Juliet Henry.

Juliet Henry has seen many strange things in her life but nothing prepared her for the Memento Mori Museum in southern California. While she assists Esteban in preparing a display of his bone puppets for the gala opening of the modern death art wing of the museum, a murder takes place and a mummy goes missing. The press is ready to blame the killing on a mummy's curse, but Juliet knows the killer is mortal and likely to strike again.

Miss Henry did not like being out where the woodbine twinethed. Especially not when a hurricane arrived, cutting short the art festival. With the airport shut down and all the hotels full, Miss Henry decided to accept the offer of the festival organizer's chauffeur and accompany him to a local plantation to wait out the storm. But she arrived only to find the house in disarray and the residents missing. Cut off from help and alone except for the man who brought her to the plantation, can she stay safe and also figure out what has happened at the mansion without disappearing herself?

"Drowning Pool" is the eighth installment in the Miss Henry Cozy Mystery Series. Juliet Henry is no fan of blackmail but she submits when it is the only way to get to an important art show in Mexico. In return for her passport she must do the NSA a favor and discover if the Nazi war criminal hosting the event has a rare work of art in his stolen collection.

"Modern Art" is the ninth installment in the Miss Henry Cozy Mystery Series. Miss Henry knows nothing about modern art but that doesn't stop her from filling in when there is a sudden vacancy at a prestigious art show. She is surrounded by strangers but among the new faces there is one she knows from her days at the NSA. She can take no comfort in this fact though because the face belongs to a man that was supposedly killed by terrorists years before. Filled with uneasiness at his reappearance, Juliet is not entirely surprised to learn the next morning that Jessop Carmody, former NSA agent, is this time really and truly dead. Time is short and there are a lot of people who might want Jessop Carmody to leave this world. The most pressing question for Juliet is whether the killer wants her dead too.

"Carved in Stone" is the tenth installment in the Miss Henry Cozy Mystery Series. Juliet Henry received the invitation to San Francisco with all the enthusiasm she would feel for attending a public execution, but her lover, Raphael, seemed to truly want her company so she had accepted the invitation to Paul House and then packed her duffle with dark, wrinkle-resistant clothing and a collection of sketch pads and pencils. But as so often happens when Juliet travels she stumbles into something more sinister than damaged works of art. This time the oddity is down in the crypt which had supposedly been emptied of bodies. The red-headed corpse she discovers is not a new one, but nowhere near old enough to have belonged to the accused witch whose name was carved into the marker on the violated crypt. Solving a sixty year old murder won't be easy, but Miss Henry is dogged about finding the truth—even when it leads to the darkest of San Francisco's underground movements in the 1950's.

Juliet Henry accepts Esteban's invitation to the Dias de los Muertos celebration in Mirada, never expecting that the guests at the family bed and breakfast would end up being those among the dead—put there by a killer's hand. The murderer has struck once. Can Juliet stop him from turning the festival into a bloodbath?