This is a lot of 3 paperback books by Tamar Myers in her Den of Antiquity Mysteries series:
Nightmare in Shining Armor
038081191X
9780380811915
Splendor in the Glass
0380819643
9780380819645
Tiles and Tribulations
0380819651
9780380819652
Condition: used
Nightmare in Shining Armor - good condition, light edgewear, very small tear at top of the spine, light scratching on the covers, tight, clean pages
Splendor in the Glass - good condition, moderate edgewear and spine creasing, very small tear at the bottom of the spine, light scratching on the covers, clean, tight pages
Tiles and Tribulations - acceptable condition, moderate edgewear and spine creasing, small tear at the top of the spine, folding/tearing inside the cut-out on the front cover, small creasing upper left back cover, clean, tight pages.
The scan is a picture of the actual books you will receive.
Synopses:
Nightmare in Shining Armor - Den of Antiquity proprietress Abigail Timberlake’s Halloween costume party is a roaring success, until an unexpected fire sends the panicked guests fleeing from Abby’s emporium. One exiting reveler she is only too happy to see the back of is Tweetie “Little Bo Peep” Timberlake, unfaithful wife of Abby’s faithless ex, Buford. But not long after the conflagration is brought under control, the former Mrs. T. discovers an unfamiliar suit of armor in her house. And stuffed inside is the heavily siliconed, no-longer-living body of the current Mrs. T.
Splendor in the Glass - Antriques dealer Abby Timberlake Washburn is thrilled when the Mrs. Amelia Shadbark, doyenne of Charleston society, invites her to broker a pricey collection of Lalique glass sculpture. These treasures will certainly boost business at the Den of Antiquity, and maybe hoist Abby into the upper crust, which would please her class-conscious mom, Mozella, no end. Alas, Abby’s fragile dream is soon shattered when Mrs. Shadbark meets a foul, untimely end.
Tiles and Tribulations - Abigail Timberlake Washburn would rather be anywhere else on a muggy Charleston summer evening, even putting in extra hours at her antiques shop, than at a seance. But her best friend, "Calamity Jane," thinks a spirit, or "Apparition American," as ectoplasmically-correct Abby puts it, lurks in the eighteenth-century Georgian mansion, complete with priceless, seventeenth-century Portuguese kitchen tiles, that C.H. just bought as a fixer-upper.
