Kyra Davis Books In Order

Sex, Murder And A Double Latte

When a mystery writer cries bloody murder, everyone blames her overactive imagination…

Thriller scribe Sophie Katz is as hard boiled as a woman who drinks Grande Caramel Brownie Frappuccinos can be. So Sophie knows it’s not paranoia or post divorce, living alone again jitters, when she becomes convinced that a crazed reader is sneaking into her apartment to reenact scenes from her books. The police, however, can’t tell a good plot from an unmarked grave.

When a filmmaker friend is brutally murdered in the manner of a death scene in one of his movies, Sophie becomes convinced that a copycat killer is on the loose and that she’s the next target. If she doesn’t solve the mystery, her own bestseller will spell out her doom. Cursing her grisly imagination why, oh, why did she have to pick the ax?, Sophie engages in some real life gumshoe tactics. The man who swoops in to save her in dark alleys is mysterious new love interest Anatoly Darinsky. Of course, if this were fiction, Anatoly would be her prime suspect…

Passion, Betrayal And Killer Highlights

Sophie Katz has just offered a man $12,000 for his services Is she desperate or just meshugeneh?

Considering the kind of disasters that usually befall the half black, half Jewish mystery writer, probably both. Because the last time Sophie saw sexy P.I. Anatoly Darinsky, he practically danced a jig when she waved goodbye a normal reaction for a man who’d nearly bought the farm trying to protect her from her own foolishness. What are the chances he’d agree to take incriminating pictures of her sister’s philandering husband? Or that he’d let her tag along you know for research?

But when her brother in law turns up dead and her sister becomes the prime suspect, Sophie’s priority is finding the real killer. With or without Anatoly’s help. Her brother in law’s secret life yields plenty of suspects, but the San Francisco police aren’t taking any of them seriously. So Sophie does what comes naturally to her: she stirs up trouble to lure the killer out, of course.

But if her crazy plan works, will Anatoly be there to protect her this time?

Obsession, Deceit, and Really Dark Chocolate

Mind her own business? Leave it to the experts? Not a chance…
. especially when asked to spy on her friend’s strangely behaving husband, Eugene, at one of San Francisco’s hottest nightclubs. When Sophie shows up in a short red cocktail dress and the potentially two timing hubby shows up dead, the would be sleuth launches a full investigation. Without warning, Sophie plunges into a world of political mudslinging and campaign cover ups. She uncovers some pretty dirty secrets, including a certain conservative congressional hopeful’s involvement in the ‘Furry’ community a group with a fetish for mascot sized animal costumes. Sex and politics, wouldn’t you know? Sophie knows she needs help, and turns to P.I. and ex boyfriend Anatoly Darinsky. Together they set out to discover who killed Eugene and why. Their professional relationship may be repaired, but what will this very unusual case do for their personal one? In the hilarious third book of the Sophie Katz series, Davis offers plenty of obsession, a healthy dose of deceit and a generous serving of really dark chocolate!

Lust, Loathing and a Little Lip Gloss

Mystery writer and dabbling recreational sleuth Sophie Katz is head over heels in love with a three bedroom Victorian. She’s just got to have it, despite a few drawbacks. Her slimy ex is the Realtor. The rich, creepy seller wants her to join San Francisco’s spirited Specter Society. And her first tour of the house reveals, well, a lifeless body clutching a cameo with a disturbing history of its own.

There’s no way Sophie is going to give up the ghost on her dreams of stained glass and original woodwork, though even when things become officially weird. A Society member is found with a slashed throat, and Sophie’s house might as well be yelling, ‘GET OUT!’ She’s hearing footsteps, lights are turning themselves off and her stuff keeps moving inexplicably. To top it off, boyfriend Anatoly thinks it’s all in her head.

Sophie is 99 percent sure her problems are caused by someone six feet tall instead of six feet under, but the only way to be sure is to track down the killer before he pushes her kicking and screaming to the other side .

Vows, Vendettas and a Little Black Dress

Overjoyed at Maryanne’s engagement, amateur sleuth Sophie Katz can’t wait for the wedding vows and party toasts to begin. But then Dena best friend, bridesmaid and all around vixen is mysteriously shot just after the announcement. Leave this to the authorities? No way. Dena may never walk again, and Sophie vows to marry her fists with the shooter’s face. Problem is, the number of suspects is off the charts from jaded lovers to anti free lovers to just plain old haters. Dena’s made plenty of enemies thanks to her popular sex shop and, yes, she’s no saint but really, who deserves to be shot?With an berlogical almost boyfriend condemning her vigilante quest, and a wedding planner going vicariously bridezilla over the dream princess wedding, Sophie’s barely thinking straight. But if she can keep her cool and avoid all errant taffeta, she just might nab her man and save the wedding day. Big if.

So Much For My Happy Ending

If I really press myself, I can remember. The warning signs were there. No neon signs, mind you, just a little sparks at the end of a very long string. Funny that I could have been blind enough not to realize that the string was a lighted fuse.

When her boyfriend of three months, Tad Showers, proposes, twenty six year old April thinks that everything in her life is finally falling into place. Between her flaky, tree hugging mother and her she devil boss, marriage seems like the place she’ll find love and security. Tad’s exactly the kind of man April wants: smart, ambitious and wildly romantic.

But soon after they’re married, the honeymoon ends. Tad’s crazy, extravagant gestures are starting to look less romantic and more…
well, just plain crazy. Is it normal for her husband to never mention his family, rack up secret credit card debt and get less sleep than your average insomniac? Are you still supposed to stand by your man, even if it turns out he isn’t who you thought he was? When she promised ‘for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health,’ this isn’t what she pictured. But sometimes you don’t get the life you imagined. And sometimes you have to figure out how to write your own happy ending.