What Child is This?
(Now available in the US & UK)
"Stimulates the mind while it warms the heart" — Leslie S. Klinger
"No one can surpass Conan Doyle at his best, but a select few pastiche writers get close enough that they can almost reach out and touch the master. Bonnie MacBird is one of those writers that, in my opinion, achieves this consistently. If you need a Holmes story for Christmas (and who doesn't?) get hold of this immediately." — The Doyleockian, September 2022
London. Christmas. The angelic three-year-old child of a wealthy couple is the target of a vicious kidnapper, and a country aristocrat worries that his handsome, favourite son has mysteriously vanished from his London pied à terre. Holmes and Watson, aided by Heffie O’Malley, slip slide in the ice to ensure a merry Christmas is had by nearly everybody . . .
The Three Locks
The Devil’s Due
1890, Winter. A series of gruesome murders of wealthy philanthropists by a self-styled “Lucifer” terrifies London. Hampered by a dangerous new man at Scotland Yard and a vengeful journalist, Holmes and Watson race through the city, confronting performers, princes, anarchists, and artists. But when Mycroft disappears, Watson fears Holmes may be moving too close to the flames himself.
December 1889. Holmes and Watson race from London to the French Riviera, then a “haunted” castle in the Highlands in a terrifying case involving the whisky business, French wine, long buried secrets, and a vibrant young Scotwoman. To solve the mysteries, Holmes must face a “ghost” from his own past. Second in the series.
Art in the Blood
Winter 1888, London, Paris, Lancashire. A child vanishes, a stolen statue leaves a trail of blood, and silk mill murders convolve into a fast-paced thriller in which Sherlock Holmes finds his artistic temperament and his friendship with Watson challenged to the limit. First in the acclaimed HarperCollins series.
“MacBird’s series grows stronger with each book and she remains, in my opinion, the best and most faithful pastiche writer out there today — bar none.”
— Alistair Duncan, The Doylockian