Ivy Bradshaw knows soap, but she has no idea how to solve a murder. Unfortunately, that’s just what she’ll have to do, when a missing box of lye from her store gets linked to a recent small-town murder and everyone labels her as the prime suspect. With a wise-cracking, uppity skeleton as her sidekick, Ivy is forced to investigate the crime, all while trying to figure out who would want to implicate her in such a serious ordeal—especially considering the cops and their new necromancer-for-hire are all but certain of her guilt. Meanwhile her biggest business rival sees the open investigation as the perfect opportunity to muscle Ivy out of business, and also her super cute librarian crush may have finally noticed she's alive. Uh-oh, it looks like she may not come out of this squeaky clean, after all… But hopefully she can still come out of it alive.

Ivy Bradshaw has her hands full. With a bustling soap business, a wise-cracking skeleton with mysterious origins, and a handsome necromancer she can’t quite get a bead on, Ivy is desperate for a break. Perfect time for a murder, wouldn’t you say? But this time, Harry is the prime suspect. When Ivy steps up to defend the animate skeleton and one of her only friends in town, the entire town turns against her. The evidence against him is overwhelming and no one seems to care that Harry is bound to Ivy and can only go where she goes. Ivy was nowhere near the murder scene, but someone is convinced Harry is guilty and will stop at nothing to bring him down. With more questions than answers and time running out, Ivy is forced to dig into Harry’s past. And when long-buried answers are finally unveiled, nothing will ever be the same. There isn’t enough soap in the world to scrub Harry’s alibi clean enough for him to come out of this unscathed…

When the Moonmist Spirit Festival arrives, secrets thought long-buried will reveal themselves and throw Ivy Bradshaw’s world into chaos. Sloane, the handsome necromancer/police officer, has disappeared without a word, leaving only a cryptic note behind. Hurt but unsurprised, Ivy ignores his behavior and barrels forward with her influx of festival orders. But on the day of the festival, just as Ivy is set to reveal her newest products, someone collapses in the crowd, the final words on the victim’s lips, “Sloane Kramer.” It doesn’t look good, but Ivy knows Sloane is no murderer. But this time, the danger is much more real. A shadowy enemy from Sloane’s past surfaces, stalking Ivy and throwing her well-deserved peace into turmoil. But this soapmaker never backs down from a fight. With the help of the local librarian and her smack-talking skeleton, Ivy goes head-to-head with an enemy unlike anything she’s ever dealt with before to save the man she’s slowly falling for.