Living in Brambleberry Bay is proving to be a real killer. Includes Recipe! My name is Hattie Holiday, and I can read minds. Sure people have all kinds of rogue thoughts running around up there, but I’m far more interested in using my special abilities to talk to my cat, Cricket, and whatever other furry creature I happen to come upon. Recently, I’ve lost my job at the public library but lucky for me a position opened up at the local country club, as an events coordinator, and I happened to secure the position. And since my love for books follows me wherever I go, not only will I have extravagant affairs to supervise but I’ve already snagged a few people to start a book club with. Sure the country club is pretentious and smells of old and new money, but I knew that going in. What I didn’t bargain for was finding a body right out the gate. And that book club I’ve just started up? Let’s just say the book club is out and the murder club is in. What I didn’t see coming were the secrets, and the deception, and the killer twist of a lifetime. Living in Brambleberry Bay can be a real killer.

It’s Halloween in Brambleberry Bay and trick-or-treaters aren’t the only ones running amuck around town—so is a killer. —Murder for Beginners is so cozy it's criminal! A mind reader. Talking pets. An arrogant homicide detective. A murder club. And a corpse.Welcome to the club. Getting in was easy. Getting out can be murder.Living in Brambleberry Bay is proving to be a real killer. A Cozy Mystery by New York Times, USA TODAY, and Wall Street Journal bestseller Addison Moore—Humor with a side of homicide.Cosmopolitan Magazine calls Addison's books, "...easy, frothy fun!"Includes Recipe! My name is Hattie Holiday, and I can read minds. Sure people have all kinds of rogue thoughts running around up there, but I’m far more interested in using my special abilities to talk to my cat, Cricket, and our new friend Rookie, an adorable Golden Retriever that happens to belong to a certain ornery detective. Spooky season is here and the entire town is headed to Moonstone Manor for cheap thrills and chills. On orders from my boss at the country club, I head over myself to see if I can snag any haunted ideas for our own upcoming All Hallows’ Eve Gala. But just my luck, instead of finding some scary inspiration, I stumble upon a body. Not only that, but the ongoing murder investigation of the woman who once held my position at the country club starts to heat up as the suspect list expands. But someone out there doesn’t appreciate my snooping. In fact, they make it clear they’d rather see me dead. Here’s hoping I live long enough to go trick-or-treating or in the least eat a candy bar or two. Something tells me this will be the spookiest Halloween that Brambleberry Bay has ever seen. Living in Brambleberry Bay can be a real killer.

It’s criminally cozy. A mind reader. Talking pets. An arrogant homicide detective. A murder club. And a corpse. Welcome to the club. Getting in was easy. Getting out can be murder. Living in Brambleberry Bay is proving to be a real killer . A Cozy Mystery by New York Times, USA TODAY, and Wall Street Journal bestseller Addison Moore—Humor with a side of homicide. RECIPE INCLUDED! Cosmopolitan Magazine calls Addison's books, "...easy, frothy fun!" It’s Thanksgiving in Brambleberry Bay and a turkey isn’t the only thing being carved up. A Thanksgiving dinner fundraiser has the country club elite ready to open their wallets—but for one member, it will be their last supper. My name is Hattie Holiday, and I can read minds—I can also bake a mean pumpkin pie. Sure people have all kinds of rouge thoughts running around up there, but I’m far more interested in using my special abilities to talk to my cat Cricket and our new friend Rookie, an adorable Golden Retriever that happens to belong to a certain ornery detective. My new job at the Country Club has landed me an entire slew of new friends who insisted I join an exclusive book club. But there’s something about the members that doesn’t sit quite right with me. A deadly secret is percolating from within and just my luck—I glean a little too much murderous knowledge to keep myself off the hit list. And as it stands—that deadly secret is finally about to be exposed. Every socialite is on notice. And they will do anything not to get caught. And don’t get me started on the secrets that Detective Maddox is harboring—but I’m about to expose his every last lie. Turkey, mashed potatoes and gravy, stuffing, cranberry sauce, and pumpkin pie abound. Thanksgiving might be right around the corner but so is a killer. Living in Brambleberry Bay can be a real killer. It’s so cozy its criminal.