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The Murderous Type

She used to write murder mysteries, now she investigates them…

Twisty plot and great characters” Reader Review ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

“Kept me guessing!” Reader Review ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

Crime writer turned amateur sleuth, Jen, has taken over the running of the local bookstore in her hometown of Riddleton.

But balancing the books at Ravenous Readers is nothing compared to meeting the deadline for her new novel.

However, dodging phone calls from her editor takes a back seat when the local police chief dies in a suspected poisoning. To solve the murder, Jen must dust off her detective hat once more.

With everyone in town seemingly a suspect, and evidence planted to incriminate local police officer and close friend Eric, Jen is working against the clock. Can she find the killer and beat her own writer’s block before it’s too late?

Perfect for fans of Agatha Christie, Lauren Elliott and Ellery Adams, this is an absolutely gripping and addictive bookish cozy mystery that will have you turning the pages late into the night.

Readers and authors love The Bookstore Mystery Series!

Sue Minix has created a world any reader would love to escape to! When I reached the exciting ending I still wanted to hang out with what felt like my new friends!’ Jamie L. Adams,Author of The Ghost Town Mystery Series ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

‘A captivating cozy mystery with twists and turns in all the right places. Keeps you guessing right to the end!’ Christina Romeril, Author of A Killer Chocolate Mystery Series ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

‘The plot is clever and well developed and the supporting characters are likable and add a great dimension to the overall story! I would highly recommend this book!’ Gillian Morrissey, crime novelist ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

“A super cozy mystery… The perfect pick up for a weekend read by the fire. It has everything… Hijinks, who-dun-its, loveable characters, and a wonderful setting. And a main character who is FIERCE” NetGalley review ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

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Murder at the Bookstore

She can write the perfect murder mystery… But can she solve one in real life?

Meet Jen Dawson, mystery writer, coffee lover, and amateur detective?

Crime writer Jen returns to her small hometown with a bestselling book behind her and a bad case of writer’s block. Finding sanctuary in the local bookstore, with an endless supply of coffee, Jen waits impatiently for inspiration to strike.

But when the owner of the bookstore dies suddenly in mysterious circumstances, Jen has a real-life murder to solve.

The stakes are suddenly higher when evidence places Jen at the scene of the crime and the reading of the will names her as the new owner of the bookstore …

Can she crack the case and clear her name, before the killer strikes again?

Perfect for fans of Agatha Christie, Lauren Elliott and Ellery Adams, this is an absolutely gripping new bookish cozy crime series that will have you hooked from the very first page.

Readers LOVE Murder at the Bookstore:

Warm, amusing, and relatable… A very entertaining cozy mystery… A relaxing night-time read, and it was perfect for that… I would recommend this to anyone who enjoys cozy mysteries” NetGalley review ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

“I loved trying to figure out the murder before I got to the end. This was a cozy, page-turning read” NetGalley review ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

This ingenious author has written a cannot put down novel” NetGalley review ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

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Moonlight Murder Mystery Club: The Long Game

Some mornings start with coffee. This one started with a phone call she’d been dreading for two years.

When Sage Holloway’s closest ally turns up dead — accident, say the police, murder, says everything she knows about him — she finally sees the full scope of what Margaret Ashworth has been quietly building for forty years. The evidence is devastating. The proof is almost enough. And Margaret is still three steps ahead.

In Crescent Harbor, the scones are fresh, the secrets run deep, and some long games are just getting started.

She came home to bake. She stayed to finish it.

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Moonlight Murder Mystery Club: Shadow’s Warning

Some questions get journalists killed. Diana Mercer’s were about land deals.

When a freelance writer researching Crescent Harbor’s “revitalization story” is found dead in her rental cottage two days before Christmas, the police call it a break-in gone wrong. Sage Holloway calls it something worse—because Diana walked into her bakery asking about property transfers, and the questions she was asking sounded a lot like the ones Sage has been whispering to herself since autumn.

The trail leads to an out-of-town investor with a crumbling alibi and a history of deals that go dirty. But Diana didn’t find him on her own. Someone slipped her an unsigned note. Someone with deep roots, old connections, and the kind of local knowledge that doesn’t come from research.

It comes from running the town for forty years.

Now Sage is sitting across from the most dangerous woman she’s ever met, asking a question no one has asked in four decades. The answer comes wrapped in hypotheticals, delivered with genuine warmth, and followed by a smile that could be fondness or a threat—or both.

You’re the first person in forty years clever enough to see it.

The icy steps were a warning. The fractured friendships are the cost. And the black cat who screamed in the dark is the only reason Sage is still standing.

In Crescent Harbor, the gingerbread is lying, the loyalties are cracking, and some games don’t end when you learn the truth. They’re just getting started.

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Moonlight Murder Mystery Club: Half Baked Alibis

Some allergies are deadly. This one was deliberate.

When an aggressive property lawyer collapses at Crescent Harbor’s harvest festival, everyone assumes it’s a tragic accident—a man with a known allergy who ate the wrong thing. But Sage Holloway notices what no one else does: the faint golden sheen on his plate that doesn’t match any oil the vendors carry. Walnut oil has a very specific color. And the festival is tree nut free.

The suspect pool is long. Harrison Cross made enemies the way other people made small talk. But one man at that festival wasn’t eating, wasn’t mingling, wasn’t doing anything except standing very still with a cup of cider he never drank—watching Cross die.

Solving the murder should be enough. It isn’t.

Because the deeper Sage digs into the victim’s past, the more she finds—property deals that squeezed old families out of land they’d held for generations. Shell companies with too many layers. A retired teacher’s research that vanished the night she died. And the same name surfacing again and again, buried under enough paperwork to look like coincidence.

Then the most gracious woman in town invites her for tea, pours the Darjeeling, and says something that sounds like concern but feels like a warning.

In Crescent Harbor, the leaves are falling, the pattern is forming, and some alibis only hold up until a baker with a food science degree starts asking the wrong questions.

She’s solved two murders. Now the cat won’t stop staring at the one person nobody suspects—and this time, the danger isn’t what Sage has found. It’s who noticed her looking.