Bücher von Deanna Knippling

REVENGE IS BEST SERVED FOR DESSERT. With her first cooking class (as a teacher!!!) coming up, her catering business starting to take off, and her heart starting to recover from her divorce, Sam Genoise wants nothing more than an easy night of blogging at her playful foodie website, www.FoodSlutOnline.com. Then a Horrible Internet Troll does the unthinkable: he threatens her soufflés. Sam blows it off as a prank... …but two batches of soufflés fall. During her cooking class. After she just tried to explain to her students that soufflés are easy. Sam Genoise's soufflés don't fall. Ever. Now Sam's out for revenge, investigating ex-husbands, ex-chefs, so-called friends, and movie-star foodies while a serial dessert killer slaughters her best work. Will Sam be next? An offbeat cooking cozy, first in the Sweet Granadilla series, for foodies with an adventurous palate.

The real story behind Through the Looking-Glass...It was a Britain that had been overrun by a plague of zombies.A Britain that had fought the zombies, not quite won, and yet declared victory.The rabid dead had been mercifully put down. The less virulently infected were treated with a sort of fungal "tea" that kept their urges to eat their fellow men at bay. With a bit of effort and discipline, one of the Infected could be right as rain.Oxford don and reluctant member of the undead Charles Dodgson has been banished from the Liddell household at the behest of Dean Henry Liddell''s wife, and forbidden the presence of her daughters. Dark accusations against Dodgson abound, fostered by their mother.But years have passed, the girls have grown, and Mrs. Dodgson orders the girls to have their photographs taken-to display themselves on the marriage market-by one of the premier photographers of the time.None other than Charles Dodgson, also known as Lewis Carroll.But Alice does not wish to make things up with her old mentor; she does not wish to be put on the marriage market. What she wishes to is marry her childhood friend, Prince Leopold. But the Queen does not approve.All, however, may be moot, as the plague of the Infected once again rises, this time in a more virulent form, and carries away everything before it, like a flood. A tale of gaslamps, dark fantasy, and gothic horror delights.Part 2 of Alice''s Adventures in Underland. Part 1 is Alice''s Adventures in Underland: The Queen of Stilled Hearts.

The real story behind Alice''s Adventures in Wonderland...It was a Britain that had been overrun by a plague of zombies.A Britain that had fought the zombies, not quite won, and yet declared victory.The rabid dead had been mercifully put down. The less virulently infected were treated with a sort of fungal "tea" that kept their urges to eat their fellow men at bay. With a bit of effort and discipline, one of the Infected could be right as rain.Oxford Don Charles Dodgson is one of the Infected dead, but an altogether charming fellow nonetheless. A fabulous mathematician, and a follower of the new "fad" of photography. Fond of children. Little girls especially. But not fond of eating them.Most of the time. The dean of Christchurch College, Henry Liddell, has three willful young daughters, quite bright, wonderful at games: Lorina, Alice, and Edith. With a little supervision, he can certainly keep three of such charming girls entertained-With a tale of the place the Infected dead come from. Underland.A tale of gaslamps, dark fantasy, and gothic horror delights.Part 1 of Alice''s Adventures in Underland. Part 2 is Alice''s Adventures in Underland: The Knight of Shattered Dreams.

Everyone fears death, the great unwinding...Ticking clocks echo through an enormous English country house. A watercolor over the mantle ripples. A woman sleepwalks, pulled by moonlight and dreams, until she stands under the painting, the last gift she was given by author Lewis Carroll, on the eve of her wedding.Her name is Alice. And on the other side of the painting, Wonderland is calling to her.One last time.Tick...tock...tick...In Wonderland, one only works in one's sleep.All proper Wonderlandians spend all night, every night, hard at work, winding the great clock of Wonderland - the Master Chronometer - of which all other Wonderlandians are but synchronized slave clocks.At night, one understands that one is made of clockwork, although, of course, one pretends otherwise when one is awake. To do otherwise would make the current madness of the daylit Wonderlandians look like stark sanity.Besides, it's only polite.