When Heather Shepherd decides to prepare something extra special for her daughter's birthday, the last thing she needs is another murder on her plate. That's exactly what she gets, when the superintendent of one of Hillside's oldest apartment building's goes missing. She's intrigued by the evidence, and horrified that the body and the victim's dogs, are missing from the crime scene. The lack of witnesses and the missing evidence, make this a case which Heather has to take. She sets off, armed with a box of Birthday Sprinkle Donuts, her bestie Amy's help, and the desire to finish this before her daughter's birthday party is due. But this case isn't simple, and the trail of donut crumbs which should lead them to the killer, have been scattered by the recent bout of rough weather. Heather's got to figure this out or two of Hillside's innocents will end up lost and her daughter's birthday party will be ruined.
When Heather Shepherd takes a lunch break at the local pizzeria, the last thing she expects is to stumble upon another crime scene. She's horrified when the chef at the establishment is found in the kitchen with a stab wound to his chest. But that horror won't dampen Heather's investigative spirit. She embarks on yet another sleuthin' adventure, determined to find out more about the victim and his killer. Equipped with her best friend's help, a box of her Raspberry Coulis Donuts and the burning desire to prove that she's the best P.I. in Hillside, Heather hurries down the twisted path to the truth. But as always, things aren't as simples as they seem - the murder weapon is missing, the wife doesn't seem too sad and a stranger has been seen lurking around the pizzeria. Heather must solve this one or risk losing the killer and her reputation as Hillside's first and only Private Eye.
When Heather Shepherd and the crew from Donut Delights start their Key West escape, the last thing they expect to find is a dead body by the pool. But that's exactly what happens - one of the waiters at their hotel has been murdered and in a totally 'Florida' way. Heather is drawn to the case, immediately, and embarks on another sleuthin' adventure. Equipped with a desire for truth, her best friend's help and a couple Kiwi Lime Surprise Donuts for good luck, Heather decides that this case is hers. But things in Key West aren't always what they seem, and Heather has to solve this one without any help from the police, while Florida's weird and wonderful characters hover in her peripherals, tempting her with truth and lies. Heather has to figure this one out before the week ends and she has to fly back to Hillside, or an exotic murderer will remain on the loose.
When Heather Shepherd receives the news that Hillside's favorite crime novelist, Grayson Stark, has been murdered in his own home, she's shocked. But that shock is short-lived as Heather won't let a murder in her town go uninvestigated. She sets off to solve the case, set on discovering the truth about Stark's death and the clues which might lie in his books. Armed with a box of her most delicious creation yet, Cr me Brulee Donuts, and help from her soon to be recognized P.I. bestie, she decides that no case will go unsolved, no matter the consequences. Heather's got more to deal with than just a case this time around - things are muddied in her personal life due to a series of slanderous articles, and everyone at Donut Delights is in desperate need of a break from the slew of orders. Heather must uncover the truth about the circumstances surrounding Stark's death and find the real killer before he strikes again.
When Heather Shepherd starts work on a Monday in her beloved Donut Delights, she's preparing for a murder-free week. But another body turns up - the owner of the local Tourism Depot has been murdered and the evidence at the crime scene tampered with. Heather can't let this one slide, especially since it appears that someone is out to sabotage the investigation. Armed with a box of her Peaches and Cream Donuts, a thirst to put another case to rest, and Amy, who's finally qualified to investigate alongside her, Heather embarks on another sleuthin' adventure. But the mixed up evidence, the lack of leads and the strange behavior from the victim's family members stands in the way of truth and justice. Heather must get to the bottom of this one or risk another negative report in the newspaper and a Hillside murderer on the loose.
When Heather Shepherd gets the call from Ryan about a victim, the last thing she expects to walk into is a hospital room. But that's exactly what happens: a young equestrian super star, Fred Nolan, has been murdered after a horsing accident at the local center. The trouble is, there isn't any evidence to help the investigation, apart from some grainy surveillance footage from the hospital hallway outside his room. Regardless, Heather is determined to get to the heart of the case. She sets off with a box of her Cotton Candy Fluff Donuts tucked under her arm, her best friend in tow, and a thirst for justice drying up the back of her throat. But this time, the range of suspects muddles the evidence, and the testimony is anything but clear - an eclectic mix of Hillside's old and new threaten to tip the answers into obscurity. Heather has to figure this one out before another innocent falls prey to the killer's murderous whim, all while balancing the fear of a new and dangerous addition to Hillside's pool of citizens.
When Heather Shepherd starts her week picking out flowers for her friend's wedding, the last thing she expects is to be called back to the florist's to investigate a murder. But expectation and reality differ in Hillside: the florist, Catherine Willard, has been murdered in her store and the motivation seems to be a straight robbery. Heather isn't buying it, though - who robs a newly opened florist? She's convinced that Hillside's newest addition, a contractor with suspected mafia ties is the murderer. The trouble is, the evidence points in another direction and she has to follow those leads. Heather embarks on another sleuthin' adventure, armed with her investigative assistant and wiseacre, Amy, a box of Cherry Dream Donuts, and the desire for truth. As usual, trouble is on the horizon and the combination of DNA evidence and a trail of clues serves only to muddle the case. Heather must solve the mystery before the killer strikes again and the person behind it all flees Hillside with the cash and their freedom.
When Heather Shepherd starts another donut-filled week she doesn't expect to see Roadkill Rodney in her store and is pleasantly surprised at the friendly face. But surprise turns to horror when Roadkill knocks on her door in the middle of the night and reveals that he's just found his new girlfriend, Norma, dead in her store. Heather can't help but investigate once again and is drawn into a mystery with so many loose ends she struggles to pull it all together. She sets out to solve the case with her best friend and co-investigator in tow, a box of Vanilla Cream Donuts to sweeten the deal and her unending desire for justice. But things are never simple in not-so-sleepy Hillside, where the suspects are many and the evidence, this time, is few. Apart from a curious murder weapon and a partial print, Heather, Ames and ever faithful hubby Detective Shepherd are in the dark. Heather has to get to the bottom of this one or the killer may strike again and much closer to home.
When Heather's longtime friend, Leila, crashes into Donut Delights, out of breath and pale as a vanilla glaze, she knows something bad has happened. But she's shocked when Leila reveals that she's just found a corpse in her entrance hall passage and she's got no idea where it came from. Heather sets off to get to the bottom of the case, equipped with a box of her Chocolate Peanut Brittle Donuts, the keen eye of her best friend and fellow sleuth, Amy, and the help of the Hillside Police Department. But nothing is simple in this case, it never is, and Heather pulls on a thread which others have warned her to leave alone. She's convinced that the murder of the contractor should be laid at the feet of Hillside's resident villain. The only problem is, the evidence isn't clear and things that should add up, simply don't. Heather must figure this one out before the killer skips town yet her investigative techniques my bring down a rain of anger from a man who's best left alone.
This is a collection of Books 6,7,8,9 & 10 of the Donut Hole Cozy Mystery Series Book 6 - Mint Chip Murder When a local hairstylist is bludgeoned to death inside her own salon, questions abound for Heather who wants to know who murdered Kelly Carlson, and why? Was the murder premeditated, or spur-of-the-moment? Was the killer someone Kelly knew? Why are the police being so quite about it? With little to go, Heather is on the hunt for answers. But will her biggest clue come too late? Book 7 - Red, White and Blueberry Murder When Heather Janke hears that her oldest and most faithful customer, Eva Schneider, has been bonked on the head and is in hospital, she's shocked to the core. Especially when she discovers one of the main suspects is her newest assistant, Ken. With nothing but her eccentric puppy dog, Dave, and her burning desire to help put Eva's attacker behind bars, she sets out on another sleuthing endeavor, determined to find the truth. But Heather has more to deal with than just the case: she has to balance a busy Donut Delights with the busy season in full swing, as well as the plans for her impending nuptials to her handsome detective fianc , who is less than impressed with her extracurricular activities. Heather must get to the center of the mystery, but this one might turn out to be deeper than a donut hole. Book 8 - Lemon Chiffon Murder When Heather Janke hosts her engagement party in Paris, France, the last thing she expects to find out is that one of her guests has been poisoned by one of her donuts. She's overwhelmed with grief, particularly when she finds out that the suspect is Angelica, her faithful assistant and friend, who flew all the way out to France to help her with her wedding. With the wedding only days away, and no help from the French police, Heather sets out to clear Angelica's name and save her from imprisonments. But Heather has to contend with the press, a particularly nosy - and cheesy - ma tre d'h tel, and the constant battle to stay on top of affairs while her wedding date draws closer and closer. Heather must figure out who poisoned her beloved lemon chiffon icing, but the zest might be too sour for her to handle this time around. Book 9 - Chocolate Tiramisu Murder When Heather Shepherd has a run-in with a rude Italian actor on the first night of her honeymoon, she thinks nothing of it... until his body turns up in one of Venice's canals the very next day. She's horrified, even more, when an Inspector comes knocking with questions for her and her newlywed husband. Heather decides she won't let an impending arrest ruin her honeymoon, and with Ryan's help, she sleuths her way from the kitchen of the hotel all the way to the top of entertainment in Venice. But Heather has to balance her honeymoon festivities with the case, and the harder she digs for the truth, the muddier the mystery becomes, thanks to a cast of eccentric and rather infuriated Italian suspects. Heather must discover the truth, before the sweet coffee glaze on the donut that is her Honeymoon, dries out and she's left with nothing but questions. Book 10 - Rhubarb Frosted Murder When Heather Shepherd arrives at Amy's boyfriend's house, the last thing she expects to find is Kent unconscious and a new murder to solve. But that's exactly what happens, and things only get worse when it's revealed that Amy is the prime suspect and Kent has amnesia. With nothing but her Rhubarb Frosted donuts and her keen sense of adventure, she determines to solve the case before the killer can strike again. But the closer Heather gets to the truth, the worse Amy's behavior becomes - her paranoia is at an all-time high. Heather must choose: delve into the donut hole or leave this case as uncooked batter - either way, there's a mystery to sleuth, and this one is the trickiest so far.
