Beschreibung
Produktdetails
Format
ePUB
Kopierschutz
Nein
Family Sharing
Nein
Text-to-Speech
Ja
Erscheinungsdatum
01.06.2026
Verlag
HoangSeitenzahl
28 (Printausgabe)
Dateigröße
88 KB
Auflage
1. Auflage
Sprache
Englisch
EAN
9798256094812
In the hushed glow of dawn, a single, perfect rose petal falls onto the cobblestones of Willowbrook, hinting at a darkness that no one dares to name. When the beloved garden club's founder is found dead among her prized dahlias, the tranquil rhythm of the village shatters into a frantic search for truth.
Mara Whitfield, a former botanical researcher turned reluctant caretaker of her late aunt's cottage, has spent the past year coaxing wilted herbs back to life and swapping recipes at the weekly tea circle. Her keen eye for soil composition and her habit of eavesdropping on the gossip that drifts like pollen through the weekly market make her an unlikely detective, yet the sudden disappearance of the victim's iridescent diary forces Mara to confront secrets she has long tried to forget.
Willowbrook's winding hedgerows, sun-kissed orchards, and ivy-clad stone walls form a living tapestry that both comforts and conceals. The village square, with its fragrant herb stalls and weather-worn fountain, buzzes with rumors of forbidden affairs, hidden inheritances, and a century-old feud over a cursed rose-bush. As Mara unravels the tangled vines of motive-jealous love, financial desperation, and a whispered legend of a poisonous blossom-she discovers that every fragrant breath may carry a lethal sting.
The stakes rise beyond a simple murder investigation; Mara must protect her fragile sense of belonging while navigating the fragile loyalties of friends who may be accomplices. The garden club's annual Harvest Gala, once a celebration of abundance, becomes a crucible where alliances crumble and the true nature of each villager's desire is laid bare. Every clue she uncovers forces her to weigh personal grief against the community's collective safety, a balance that could shatter the serenity she has painstakingly cultivated.
Just as Mara believes she has traced the venom to a single, unassuming gardener, the final page of the diary flips open to a chilling revelation: a hidden ledger detailing payments to an unknown benefactor, and a faint, lingering scent of nightshade lingering in the air. Who has orchestrated the murder from the shadows, and will the next victim be someone Mara holds dearest? The answer lies beneath the roses, waiting for the next petal to fall.
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