The Holidays can be Murder - (Brambleberry Bay Murder Club) by Addison Moore (Paperback)

Book Synopsis

It's Christmas in Brambleberry Bay and the members of the esteemed country club have been invited to a holiday party at secretive Willoughby Hall. But when the festivities take a dark turn, the season is quickly overshadowed by murder. And for one guest it will be their final sleigh ride.The killer might be hoping for a silent night, but I'm about to ring in some holiday justice-with a sprinkle of tinsel on top.

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 can be a real killer.

It's criminally cozy.

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 the festive season in Brambleberry Bay, and the town's elite have decked their halls in anticipation of the grand Christmas party at secretive Willoughby Hall. However, amidst twinkling lights and carolers, the yuletide cheer gets frosted over by a chilling crime. For one well-heeled guest, their sip of mulled wine will be their last.

I'm Hattie Holiday, and while most are hanging stockings, I'm diving into the minds of Brambleberry's high society. Sure, hearing the occasional stray thought can be a gift or a curse, but it's always fun to chat with my cute little cat, Cricket, and Rookie, our Golden Retriever buddy who happens to have a penchant for mystery. And, incidentally, he happens to belong to the ever-so-dashing detective, Killion Maddox-my shiny new boyfriend.

My invitation to Willoughby Hall is more than just a chance to don a festive frock-it's a chance to see the magic rumored to exist behind its walls. But it turns out this highbrow holiday bash has more under wraps than just a few presents. And with my quirky little talent, I might just land myself on the naughty list.

Old grudges, family feuds, and secret affairs?

It's beginning to look a lot like murder.