Isla Mysteries 1-5 recommended for travelers and mystery lovers!

Mikel Miller rated it: really liked it

Recommends it for: travelers, mystery lovers

If you can’t get away to a tiny island in the Caribbean, reading books set on the island is the next best thing. Here’s a Kindle boxed set of five books describing life on Isla Mujeres off the Yucatan peninsula and also providing some good mystery stories.

Tropical paradise? Check.
Pirates and buried treasure? Check.
Two 30-ish women looking for the treasure while being shadowed by mysterious men? Check.
Island men coming to the aid of the two damsels in distress? Check.
Romance? Check, check.
A loveable stray dog that helps solve the mysteries? Check.
A happy ending? Of course.

The five books are the work of Canadian author Lynda L. Lock, who retired to the island with her husband and began publishing the series in 2016. 

As a first-time novelist, her plots and character development improved with each book. One thing that remained constant throughout the series was her attention to detail in describing places and people and events, and customs on the island.

If you close your eyes and let your mind wander, you can imagine being there with her characters on the soft sand and in the small beach restaurant where the two women work shifts. 

Overall, it’s easy reading and will make you look forward to her next book. I am. 

Isla Mujeres Mystery

Anticipated launch date for Twisted Isla is May 2020 

Treasure Isla - Book #1 The Great Crocodile Hunt

Copyrighted photos and excerpt from Book #1 of the Isla Mujeres Mystery:

Treasure Isla

“A crocodile. What the hell?” Jessica Sanderson quickly scanned the ground around her feet, as if she expected to see a large gap-toothed reptile preparing to latch onto her well-toned and tanned leg. “Why doesn’t the municipality just get rid of him? Them? The whole damn bunch?”

Thinking Jessica’s reaction excessive and humorous, Yasmin Medina slanted a teasing grin at her. It wasn’t often that her gutsy friend was nervous about anything. “Crocodiles are native to Mexico. The locals think it’s kind of cool to have a family of them on the island. It’s also a great way for parents to threaten misbehaving kids. Be good or the crocodile will get you.” Contorting her face, she growled. “Muhuhuh.”

Scanning the pathway for wayward reptiles or lurking pirates, Yasmin continued her story, and “Alfredo does escape from time to time. A few years ago, he managed to find his way from the lake to the ocean on the eastern side of the island.

“Are you kidding me? Then what happened?” Theatrically shivering, Jessica peered towards the lake.

“The hunt was on. The police were notified. The municipality workers turned out in force. The Navy sent two guys with rifles. Everyone, including a crowd of about fifty locals, trailed along the eastern coastline trying to get pictures. He was fast. By the time I heard what was happening and caught a ride with a friend, the crocodile was already swimming past the backside of the Navy base at the northern end of the island.”

“How did they catch him?” The story was beginning to intrigue Jessica.

Yasmin pointed towards another pathway, “Let’s head up here and see where it goes.” She ran a hand over her face, trying to squeegee the sweat from her eyes, before continuing the story.

“Well, three fishermen managed to toss a net over the beast and haul him into their boat. After a ton of photos with the various policía, Navy, and harbour guys pretending that they had caught him, Alfredo was put back in his lake here at the park.” Yasmin stopped for a minute to peer down an abandoned well. Nothing.

“Check my Facebook page. I posted an album labeled, The Great Crocodile Hunt.” Yasmin said.

“Crocodiles, what next?” grumbled Jessica as she trudged along the gravel pathway. “And besides, why call it Alfredo? If you are going to name the evil bastard, name him Carlos after our boss, or César after the guy that was lurking around the bar last month, but not Alfredo. Alfredo is a better name for an alligator.”

A smile quirked Yasmin’s lips, “There are no alligators in Mexico, they only live in the USA or China. I don’t know what the crocodile’s name is. I just named him Alfredo to tease one of my cousins.

Besides, I think Carlos Mendoza is hot.” Just the thought of him made her heart tap dance a little.

  

Murder and mayhem. Revenge and romance!

E-books and paperback copies are available in online book stores.  

The perfect beach read for your next vacation.