*Honorable Mention in Library Journal's 2016 Indie Ebook Awards*Kit Wilder is all washed up at the ripe old age of twenty-three. Blackballed by the producers of her hit TV show, she returns home to the affluent town of Westdale, chock full of Mayflower descendants, to enroll in college and lead a quiet life...until she discovers a skeleton in her house.Kit quickly finds herself embroiled in a murder investigation led by the handsome detective, Romeo Moretti. With the help o...

Get to know Kit Wilder and the eccentric residents of Westdale in the first 3 books in the Saints & Strangers cozy mystery series in this box set:A Dead End, Book 1The Deep End, Book 2The Bitter End, Book 3

Welcome back to Westdale...Kit Wilder is finally settling in to her new life as a college student when another murder rocks the idyllic town of Westdale. This time the victim is professional cheerleader-turned-trophy wife Jasmine Tilton, stepmother of Kit's friend and study buddy, Charlotte. When Charlotte's older sister becomes a suspect, Kit, along with the dreamy Detective Romeo Moretti and their friends, must find the real murderer before it's too late.Saint...

It's holiday time in Westdale -- a time when some people bury the hatchet while others bury the hatchet in your back. When the mother of the groom dies during a high-profile wedding that joins two rival families, it's up to amateur sleuth Kit Wilder and her boyfriend, dreamy Detective Romeo Moretti, to identify the culprit before all-out war is declared in Westdale.Saints & Strangers Cozy Mystery series:Book 1: A Dead EndBook 2: The Deep End

At twenty-three, former TV star Kit Wilder has officially hit rock bottom. Blacklisted from Hollywood and desperate for a fresh start, she retreats to the picture-perfect town of Westdale — all manicured lawns, old money, and Mayflower pedigrees — to quietly finish her degree and renovate a charming fixer-upper. Simple enough, right?Wrong. Before she can unpack a single box, Kit stumbles upon a skeleton hidden in her new home — and suddenly her quiet new life is anything but.

Welcome to Westdale — where the lawns are manicured, the bloodlines run deep, and the body count is rising.A Dead End — Former TV star Kit Wilder arrives in the affluent, Mayflower-pedigreed town of Westdale hoping for a quiet fresh start. What she finds instead is a skeleton in her house, a murder investigation, and a dangerously charming detective named Romeo Moretti. Armed with instincts borrowed from her old TV role as hotshot detective Ellie Gold, Kit...

Just when Kit Wilder thought she had small-town life figured out, Westdale goes and serves up another body.The victim: Jasmine Tilton — former professional cheerleader, full-time trophy wife, and stepmother to Kit's sweet study buddy Charlotte. The suspect: Charlotte's older sister. The problem: Kit is pretty sure they've got the wrong person.With her college routine officially derailed, Kit finds herself pulled back into the messy, complicated world of Westdale's elite — w...

The holidays have come to Westdale, and with them come twinkling lights, spiked eggnog, and — naturally — a murder.When two of Westdale's oldest rival families agree to bury the hatchet with a high-profile wedding, it should be the social event of the season. Instead, the mother of the groom turns up dead before the cake is even cut, and the fragile peace between the families threatens to shatter along with the champagne flutes.Kit Wilder has barely had time to hang her wre...

I skipped around a small stack of pylons while my deputy cousin unloaded more of the same from the back of the sheriff's pickup. I beamed at Robert Carlisle, not because I adored him. Quite the opposite. I couldn't stand the wretched little piece of loathing with his seventies-esque bush of a black mustache or his pompous superiority.No, I grinned and waved out of sheer delight at his less than enthusiastic expression as he grunted his way through hefting a rather heavy looking bar...

A Multiple Drink Kind of NightWhy was it fancy Valentine's Day drinks were always tinted red? Reminded me more of gore and mayhem than anything to do with romance. Which said a lot, I suppose, for my state of mind when it came to relationships and dating.No bitterness in Fiona Fleming toward the opposite sex or anything.I sipped carefully at the mimosa the bartender smilingly handed me and shrugged off the sweetness. It had alcohol in it, so I guess...

A Séance kind of eveningIt was almost as if someone wrapped the room in a cold hand, chill in the air triggering goosebumps on my skin. I caught motion in the corner of my eye, turned in time to see a glowing, ghostly figure float through the pocket door and come to a halt at the far end of the table. This time, rather than a static image, the young man raised both arms, eyes black pits of emptiness, mouth gaping open as he reached for Emelia. Who screamed and reac...

A Tasty Kind of AfternoonNot to be indelicate about it, but if Mom made me eat one more bite of cake, I was going to throw up. I'd honestly ingested enough dessert in the last hour to sink a submarine with no end in sight.Don't get me wrong. I loved my mother's baking. But a girl has her limits, and I had finally reached mine, groaning, burping softly around the chocolate, vanilla, red velvet, buttercream, and banana that swam on the surface of a variety of...