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The Velvet Scone Mysteries

Author: E. Hazard

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Valentine’s Day in Willowby turns frosty when the Heart & Scoop Festival ends with a death instead of dessert.

Tamsin Blake, owner of the Velvet Scone Café, is busy baking hokey pokey heart scones and dodging romance overload, until Neville Templeton, founder of Templeton’s Treats, collapses during an ice cream tasting. A whiff of almonds tells Tamsin this was no accident.

From a jilted fiancée to a snubbed event planner and a scheming heir, everyone has a motive. As clues melt faster than ice cream on a hot day, Tamsin must untangle the secrets behind Neville’s so-called vow renewal before the killer serves up another helping of heartbreak.

And with both Cal and Reuben sending Valentine gifts, love is proving just as complicated as murder.

Sweet treats, small-town gossip, and a scoop of murder make A Hokey Pokey to Die For the perfect cozy mystery for your next indulgent read.

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Kings of Anarchy MC: Arizona #2

By Manda Mellett

Genre: MC

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𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝑰 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆? 𝑵𝒂𝒉, 𝒍𝒆𝒕’𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒂𝒚.

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How did I get my name? Nah, let’s leave that story for another day. Fact is, at six foot seven, I’m the tallest member of the King’s of Anarchy Arizona chapter, with a physique to match my height. Men fear me just for my size alone.

But my bulk only meant I went down more heavily, when I came off my bike due to an ambush. Knocked out, crushed under my bike, left for dead, the brothers with me had to battle it out on their own. When I eventually came back to life, it was to find, as expected, the Kings had vanquished the enemy in that they’d soon turned their backs and fled. For now.

Me though? Well, I was beaten up quite badly, taken back to the club, and subjected to the mercies of our on-call medic, who I hate with every bone in my body.

It was no secret that though his medical proficiency wasn’t in doubt, he’d been struck off the practitioners’ register due to his more dubious activities with patients. With the Kings being his best customer now, we knew he’d treat us and keep his mouth shut.

Turns out we didn’t know the depths of the depravity in Doc’s past. Can we turn a blind eye? He’s an important asset to us, one we couldn’t replace easily. One especially necessary now we’re being targeted by another club.

Are there limits to what even the Kings of Anarchy can stomach?

I have a personal reason for wanting to prove where that line lies.