Murder in the Mix

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, aka dead pets, who have come back from the other side to warn me of their previous owner’s impending doom.

Love is in the air and all of Honey Hollow is staring down the barrel of Valentine’s Day. By some stroke of luck I’m taking part in Vermont’s Best Baker competition, and believe me when I say there’s more drama than there are ingredients in the room. But when one baker accuses another of ripping off her sugar cookies things take a turn for the deadly. Add a stalker, an ornery snake, a fluffy white kitten who has an eye for everything that moves—and you have the perfect recipe for murder.

My best friend, Keelie, is getting married and there are still so many things to do—like procure a dress for the bride. But when a body turns up at the bridal shop, and my best friend is pegged as the killer, the wedding takes a back seat to murder.

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, aka dead pets, who have come back from the other side to warn me of their previous owners impending doom.

And that horrible scenario happens to be playing out at the moment where I see a beautiful long departed pooch hovering around a questionably two-timing Santa and all his naughty-hottie elves. Quite frankly, it’s a terrifying sight considering the fact the fantastic phantasm is an ominous harbinger for its previous owner. So when I find my sister’s boyfriend face down in the snow with a handful of my tasty gingerbread treats I’m not only sorry for him, but I’m very sorry that I had a blowout with him in front of the entire town of Honey Hollow. And just like that, I get the one thing for Christmas I did not ask for—a number one spot on the suspect list. I have a feeling this is going to be one Christmas I’d rather forget.

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, aka dead pets, who have come back from the other side to warn me of their previous owners impending doom.

It turns out, everything I thought I knew about my relationship with the man of my dreams was a lie, so when I’m asked to cater sweet treats to a party honoring a very important judge, of course, I dive right in to get my mind off of things. But when I set up the dessert buffet and spot the ghost of a girl I was accused of killing just last month, I realize this night isn’t going to go off without a homicide in its giddy-up. Try as I might to stop it, another murder strikes our community, and not only am I determined to solve this crime, but I’m determined to heal my broken heart, too. In both cases, it seems I’ve bitten off far more cookie than I can chew.

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, aka dead pets, who have come back from the other side to warn me of their previous owners impending doom.

My ex has landed in Honey Hollow all the way from New York where I last saw his sorry mug. As if that wasn’t bad enough, he’s brought along his girlfriend whom he has no problem disregarding as he does his best to woo me back. To make matters worse, a famous author has come to town to do a signing at the library and I have the unfortunate luck of stumbling upon yet another body. And this time, I have a couple of suspects from New York that I’d rather let off the hook than investigate. Someone just might get away with murder.

A baker who sees the dead. One too many suitors.
And a killer. Living in Honey Hollow can be murder.

This is a standalone novel. *A laugh out loud cozy mystery by New York Times Bestseller Addison Moore* Each book in the series can be enjoyed on its own!

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, aka dead pets, who have come back from the other side to warn me of their previous owners impending doom.

And that horrible scenario happens to be playing out at the moment where I see a beautiful long departed pooch hovering around a questionably two-timing Santa and all his naughty-hottie elves. Quite frankly, it’s a terrifying sight considering the fact the fantastic phantasm is an ominous harbinger for its previous owner. So when I find my sister’s boyfriend face down in the snow with a handful of my tasty gingerbread treats I’m not only sorry for him, but I’m very sorry that I had a blowout with him in front of the entire town of Honey Hollow. And just like that, I get the one thing for Christmas I did not ask for—a number one spot on the suspect list. I have a feeling this is going to be one Christmas I’d rather forget.

Lottie Lemon has a brand new bakery to tend to, a budding romance with perhaps one too many suitors, and she has the supernatural ability to see dead pets—which are always harbingers for ominous things to come. Throw in the occasional ghost of the human variety, a string of murders, and her insatiable thirst for justice, and you’ll have more chaos than you know what to do with.

Living in the small town of Honey Hollow can be murder.

From the NEW YORK TIMESand USA TODAYbestselling author, Addison Moore—Cosmopolitan Magazine calls Addison's books, "...easy, frothy fun!"

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, aka dead pets, who have come back from the other side to warn me of their previous owner’s impending doom.

A couple of feuding food vloggers descend upon my bakery to shoot an episode of their culinary videos and it quickly devolves into a strawberry shortcake disaster. And then there is Everett with his new reality taking over his existence—and don't get me started on Noah. That dark secret he just uttered has the power to destroy everything he's worked for and perhaps so much more. It's spring in Honey Hollow and heartache is sprouting up everywhere. But there is a murder to solve and a cute little ghostly corgi to help me do just that. The heat index is rising in Honey Hollow and it's shaping up to be a real killer.

Graham Holiday has always had the ability to set any girl’s heart aflutter. Tall, dark, and vexingly handsome—he is well aware of his superpowers and he isn’t afraid to wield them.

Missy Winters, Gingerbread Colorado’s unofficial matchmaker, is busy running her bakery when her brother’s best friend, Graham, waltzes back into town. With only weeks until Christmas Eve, Missy needs to work harder than ever to fill her holiday orders. The last thing she needs is obnoxious Graham Holiday getting in her way. To top it all off, Sabrina Jarrett, her longtime nemesis is threatening to have her father hike the rent on the bakery.

In a vindictive yet highly therapeutic move to rid herself of both unwanted parties, Missy schemes to pair Sabrina and Graham—determined to crown them as Gingerbread’s newest power couple by the time Santa takes flight. But a curveball gets thrown her way, and she ends up seeing far more of Graham than expected. Suddenly, Missy isn’t so hot on giving Graham to Sabrina with a shiny red bow. There are some gifts that Missy might want to keep for herself.

A Halloween spooktacular cozy mystery boxed set! Fall is in the air and so is murder. Pick this one up today!

A baker who sees the dead. One too many suitors.
And a killer. Living in Honey Hollow can be murder.

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, aka dead pets, who have come back from the other side to warn me of their previous owner’s impending doom.

Lottie Lemon has a brand new bakery to tend to, a budding romance with perhaps one too many suitors, and she has the supernatural ability to see dead pets—which are always harbingers for ominous things to come. Throw in the occasional ghost of the human variety, a string of murders, and her insatiable thirst for justice, and you’ll have more chaos than you know what to do with.

Living in the small town of Honey Hollow can be murder.

Books Included:

Bobbing for Bodies (Murder in the Mix 2)

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, aka dead pets, who have come back from the other side to warn me of their previous owners impending doom.

Trust me when I say this is not a good sign. So, when I spot an adorable, fuzzy, little squirrel skipping around at the grand opening for my new bakery, I about lose it, until I realize it’s a perky little poltergeist only visible to yours truly. But there are so many people at the grand opening it’s hard to discern who exactly might be in danger—that is, until I follow the little creature right out the back and straight into another homicide. It’s horrible to see your friend lying there vacant of life. Honey Hollow will never be the same.

Toxic Apple Turnovers (Murder in the Mix 13)

Fall is in the air, the weather is crisp, the leaves are golden and the atmosphere is ripe for murder. It’s the first catering event of the season and I’m blindsided by what transpires at the outlandish party. Not only that, but I stumble upon the one person I would never want to see facedown in a flower bed. And to top it all off, something wicked has rolled into Honey Hollow and every dead spirit I have ever encountered is back to help me fight it.

Killer Cupcakes (Murder in the Mix 14)

It’s October and the entire town has come out to celebrate the Haunted Honey Hollow Festival. In between doling out cupcakes and partaking in the festivities myself, I happen to stumble upon a body—not just any body—one that has far too many skeletons in the closet for me to ever sift through. Add to it my already complicated love life, the ghost of a black cat named Thirteen, a surprise that I never see coming and you’ll have the most frightening Halloween Honey Hollow has ever seen.

*A laugh out loud cozy mystery boxed set by New York Times Bestseller Addison Moore*

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, aka dead pets, who have come back from the other side to warn me of their previous owner’s impending doom.

Everett has some serious upheaval coming his way that he never expected, and Lottie is determined to help him get through it. But with another dead body coming between them, things are bound to get in the way.

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, aka dead pets, who have come back from the other side to warn me of their previous owner’s impending doom.

Something terrible has happened. And this time—it’s happened to me. I thought I was headed out to the lodge and the next thing I knew I was in a whole world of trouble. I need help and I need it fast. And if I don’t get out of this one—it will spell out my certain doom.

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, aka dead pets, who have come back from the other side to warn me of their previous owners impending doom.

It’s January, and this month brings two special birthdays that the entire town is looking forward to celebrating: Eve Hollister and Nell Sawyer’s. Well, in truth, not many people are looking forward to celebrating Eve Hollister’s birthday. In fact, the way the people at her party are acting, you’d think she were the most hated woman on the planet. Add one ornery black bear who is well past his earthly prime, along with the Grim Reaper, and poor Eve’s birthday turns into a supernatural catastrophe. One thing is for sure—no one in Honey Hollow will ever be the same.

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, aka dead pets, who have come back from the other side to warn me of their previous owner’s impending doom.

It’s the morning of the big all-you-can-eat pancake breakfast and everything that can go wrong has. I’m burning breakfast for the entire town, I’ve run out of syrup, the ghosts from my mother’s B&B have shown up to stage a protest, and my ex has arrived with another woman dripping off his arm. Some days I wish I would have stayed in bed, curled up with my cats. And to make matters worse, I find a body face down in a plate full of my light and fluffy pancakes. The new year is off to a terrifying start at best.

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, aka dead pets, who have come back from the other side to warn me of their previous owner’s impending doom.

The holidays are upon us, Christmas day is within reach and there are so many parties to cater. The very first one is on the ritzy side of town, and if the snobby socialites weren’t enough to make me squirm, stumbling upon a body takes the joy right out of the season. But I’m determined to find the killer and salvage what I can of this holiday fiasco. However, with the ghost of a reindeer who happens to have a hankering for whiskey, and a convict on the loose, it’s going to be tougher than it looks. To top it all off, I’m quickly burying myself in an avalanche of lies.

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, aka dead pets, who have come back from the other side to warn me of their previous owner’s impending doom.

The unthinkable has happened and I’m left to reel with a profound level of grief that I haven’t known since my father has died. Throw in a dizzy llama, a snow lodge and a murder, and you’ll have a recipe you never want to share at the Thanksgiving table. One thing is for sure, Noah and I will never be the same again.

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, aka dead pets, who have come back from the other side to warn me of their previous owner’s impending doom.

It’s October and the entire town has come out to celebrate the Haunted Honey Hollow Festival. In between doling out cupcakes and partaking in the festivities myself, I happen to stumble upon a body—not just any body—one that has far too many skeletons in the closet for me to ever sift through. Add to it my already complicated love life, the ghost of a black cat named Thirteen, a surprise that I never see coming and you’ll have the most frightening Halloween Honey Hollow has ever seen.

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, aka dead pets, who have come back from the other side to warn me of their previous owner’s impending doom.

Fall is in the air, the weather is crisp, the leaves are golden and the atmosphere is ripe for murder. It’s the first catering event of the season and I’m blindsided by what transpires at the outlandish party. Not only that, but I stumble upon the one person I would never want to see facedown in a flower bed. And to top it all off, something wicked has rolled into Honey Hollow and every dead spirit I have ever encountered is back to help me fight it.

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, aka dead pets, who have come back from the other side to warn me of their previous owners impending doom.

It’s Noah’s birthday, and I’m throwing him a surprise party down at Honey Lake. But before we can dive into that donut tower of a birthday cake, I happen to stumble upon another body. Someone very close to Noah has been murdered. And to top it all off, my relationships with Noah and Everett are about to change forever.

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, aka dead pets, who have come back from the other side to warn me of their previous owners impending doom.

Someone very close to me is missing—and it’s been a nightmare ever since they've disappeared. To top it all off, I stumbled upon a body at the Bridal Expo. My sister’s wedding is just weeks away, and I volunteered to take over a to-do list at least a mile long. Add an ornery talking tiger, an unruly child poltergeist, a firework spectacular and you’ll have the most explosive July Honey Hollow has ever seen.

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, aka dead pets, who have come back from the other side to warn me of their previous owners impending doom.

Mayor Nash is up for reelection and I’ve been asked to furnish the sweet treats for his campaign kickoff. So when I stumble upon a corpse at the party everything predictably goes haywire. But this isn’t just any old corpse, this is a personal attack on our family. Not to mention the fact that someone seems to be stalking Everett. Something isn’t right in Honey Hollow. It seldom is. There is only one saving grace in this chaos and it’s the fact that Nell Sawyer is back. If I have anything to say about it, she’ll be back for good—and the only way to ensure that is to let the case grow cold.

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, aka dead pets, who have come back from the other side to warn me of their previous owners impending doom.

A divorce party. Of all the asinine things I’ve been asked to cater, this is at the top of the list. And the guests are some of the wealthiest people I’ve ever met. Everything seems to be going well, but right after the ex-bride and groom make a bonfire out of their legal documents, disaster strikes, and one of my lemon bars just so happens to be in the thick of it. A socialite is murdered right before our eyes, and the blame is quickly pinned on my bakery. I’m going to get to the bottom of this before it ruins me. And while I’m at it, I’m hoping to repair things between Noah and Everett. Lord knows I’ve already ruined things in that department—perhaps forever.

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, aka dead pets, who have come back from the other side to warn me of their previous owners impending doom.

No sooner did my biological mother reveal herself than my entire life flew into chaos. Not only is my favorite specter bringing me a serious string of bad luck, but a coffee shop opened down the street from my bakery and they suspiciously sell all the same baked goods that I do—and they’re using my recipes to do it. So when I stumble upon one of the owners as dead as a doornail, I can see why I might be at the top of the suspect list. But believe me when I say offing one of my competitors is the last thing I want to do any day of the year, and especially not on Valentine’s Day. Love is in the air in Honey Hollow and unfortunately, so is murder.

A baker who sees the dead. One too many suitors.
And a killer. Living in Honey Hollow can be murder.

STANDALONE novel. *A laugh out loud cozy mystery by New York Times Bestseller Addison Moore*This book can be enjoyed on its own without reading the other books in the series but for the full experience they are fun to read in order!

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, aka dead pets, who have come back from the other side to warn me of their previous owners impending doom.

Trust me when I say this is not a good sign. So, when I spot an adorable, fuzzy, little squirrel skipping around at the grand opening for my new bakery, I about lose it, until I realize it’s a perky little poltergeist only visible to yours truly. But there are so many people at the grand opening it’s hard to discern who exactly might be in danger—that is, until I follow the little creature right out the back and straight into another homicide. It’s horrible to see your friend lying there vacant of life. Honey Hollow will never be the same.

Living in the small town of Honey Hollow can be murder.

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, aka dead pets, who have come back from the other side to warn me of their previous owners impending doom.

And, unfortunately for me, that horrible scenario is playing out right this minute. Worse yet, that good-looking ghost just so happens to look just like my friend, Everett, and it refuses to leave his side. I’m petrified of losing Everett, so much so that I too refuse to leave his side, which of course doesn’t exactly bode well with my newly minted boyfriend, Noah Fox, who is just as comely as his surname suggests. After two horrific murders just took place in our small town of Honey Hollow, I’m ready to put the last few months behind me, but when I come across another gruesome discovery, my entire world comes crashing down on me once again.

A baker who sees the dead. One too many suitors.
And a killer. Living in Honey Hollow can be murder.

Love your books with humor, sass and murder? You’ll devour the Murder in the Mix Series! HILARIOUS cozy mystery from New York Times bestselling author Addison Moore.

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, aka dead pets.

And for some reason those sweet, fluffy albeit paranormal cuties always seem to act as a not-so-great harbinger of deadly things to come for their previous owner. So when I saw that sweet orange tabby twirling around my landlord’s ankles, I figured Merilee was in for trouble. Personally, I was hoping for a skinned knee—what I got was a top spot in an open homicide investigation. Throw in a hot judge and an ornery detective that oozes testosterone and that pretty much sums up my life right about now. Have I mentioned how cute that detective is?

Lottie Lemon has a bakery to tend to, a budding romance with perhaps one too many suitors and she has the supernatural ability to see dead pets—which are always harbingers for ominous things to come. Throw in the occasional ghost of the human variety, a string of murders and her insatiable thirst for justice and you’ll have more chaos than you know what to do with.

Living in the small town of Honey Hollow can be murder.