THREE BOOKS!

It’s beginning to look a lot like murder. Grab this cozy mystery boxed set and snuggle up to THREE chilling tales with a side of homicide! Includes recipes!

My name is Lottie Lemon, and I see dead people. Okay, so I rarely see dead people, mostly I see furry creatures of the dearly departed variety, who have come back from the other side to warn me of their previous owner’s impending doom.
Just when I think I have my hands full, a blast from the past whirls into Honey Hollow, bringing with it a storm of secrets.

Speaking of secrets—Claret Berkshire, a self-help author who specializes in navigating tricky maternal relationships, arrives in town for a much-anticipated signing of her new book, Mother Doesn’t Always Know Best.

But the event takes a sinister turn at the Honey Hollow Library when someone ends up dead under mysterious circumstances.

With old wounds reopened, and my ability to see the dead, I find myself entangled in a web of deception, family drama, and a murder mystery that hits a little too close to home.

It seems even in the quaintest of towns, some secrets are better left buried.

Santa is on his way and he’s bringing a sleigh load of deadly secrets and surprises.

It’s Christmas in Honey Hollow, and I’m finding myself in a recipe for disaster.

There’s a naughty elf with a penchant for loose women who shows up in town, not to mention all of the long-lost relatives coming out of the woodwork—and well, it seems I’m in store for the shock of a lifetime.

An ugly sweater party for my mother’s Purple Santa Hat Society takes a deadly turn while she and her cohorts jingle and mingle the night away at the Evergreen Manor. And not only do I stumble upon the body, but the suspect list is rather short and not-so-sweet with the last two people in the world I’d want to see on it, let alone be arrested for the deadly deed.

I need to catch the killer before the clock strikes midnight on Christmas Eve. And the only thing they’ll be receiving this holiday season is a set of shiny silver bracelets.

The holiday season in Honey Hollow is more than just merry and bright—it’s downright deadly.

It’s baby shower mania here in Honey Hollow as my sisters and I are all expecting bundles of joy. But when a body turns up right in the middle of the celebration, this sweet event turns sour faster than a batch of curdled cream.

And if that wasn’t enough, a polar bear named Petey shows up and his growl is as menacing as his desire for justice—but boy is he cute.

Noah and Everett are bent on protecting me at all costs and it almost costs the three of us everything.

And have I mentioned the duffle bag full of naughty secrets in the back of goody-goody Francine Dundee’s minivan? Let me tell you Carlotta will never let her live it down even if she has to do so by way of prison.

Between the ghosts, the murder, and enough secrets to fill my bakery’s display case, it’s going to take more than a batch of cinnamon rolls to keep me out of trouble this time. One thing’s for sure, living in Honey Hollow can be murder.