Murder in Moonburrow Series by Sarah Spade

When I wake up in the morgue, I know it’s time to move on…When people think of shifters, they always bring up the predators: wolves, bears, big cats. But prey shifters exist, too; the bunnies, the hedgehogs, and my old childhood nemesis, Roxy, who was an adorable raccoon and a huge headache.Then there’s me. Honey Morgan, one in a long line of Virginia opossums—and who has a tendency to ‘play dead’ at the worst possible moments... moreWhen I wake up in the morgue, I know it’s time to move on…When people think of shifters, they always bring up the predators: wolves, bears, big cats. But prey shifters exist, too; the bunnies, the hedgehogs, and my old childhood nemesis, Roxy, who was an adorable raccoon and a huge headache.Then there’s me. Honey Morgan, one in a long line of Virginia opossums—and who has a tendency to ‘play dead’ at the worst possible moments.For nearly my whole life, I’ve managed to live among humans who have no clue that I’m a supe. But when I get startled and drop only to wake up in the morgue, I have to admit my mother was right: us opossums need to be around other shifters, even if the local predators have me hissing.Or maybe that’s just one.Max Lobo. To the outsiders who might pass through Moonburrow, he is the scowly sheriff. To the supe residents, he is the all-powerful Alpha of the Moonshadow Pack.To me? He’s my mate.He doesn’t seem to recognize me as his, though, and I’m okay with that. After all, I’m too busy taking over my witchy grandmother’s old bakery. With her recipes, my sense of humor and work ethic, and my sidekick, Gus, I focus on making Dough You Believe In Magic a success.Which probably would’ve been a lot easier if I didn’t stumble upon a dead predator outside my back door—or if it didn’t bring the Alpha repeatedly to my front one.Thrown together with Max, I have to figure out who targeted my bakery, why it seems like I might’ve been the one they were after, and how to survive being around the Alpha as he begins to realize that I’m not just some newcomer prey bumbling around on his territory that he needs to protect… but the other half of his wolf’s soul he has to claim.Hey. Fake it ’til you mate it, right? less

I never knew rooting through the trash would lead to this…When Honey asks me to watch over Dough You Believe in Magic so she can go on a out-of-Moonburrow honeymoon with Sheriff Max, I reluctantly agree. We’re kind of, sort of friends now, and I don’t want to mess up her bakery, but the positive opossum insists that I can’t… I knew better, but I said ‘yes’ anyway.I’m regretting that now.It was a silly mistake. I tossed the keys into the garbage, then threw it out in the dumpster... moreI never knew rooting through the trash would lead to this…When Honey asks me to watch over Dough You Believe in Magic so she can go on a out-of-Moonburrow honeymoon with Sheriff Max, I reluctantly agree. We’re kind of, sort of friends now, and I don’t want to mess up her bakery, but the positive opossum insists that I can’t… I knew better, but I said ‘yes’ anyway.I’m regretting that now.It was a silly mistake. I tossed the keys into the garbage, then threw it out in the dumpster. Good thing raccoons don’t mind digging through the trash because, once I shift, I go searching—and find another dead body behind Honey’s charmed bakery.Only the gorgeous blond-haired, purple-eyed preppie opossum shifter isn’t dead dead… though tell that to the ghost that steps out of the shadows right as I scramble out of the dumpster.He’s Ashton Morgan, Honey’s cousin and an opossum who played dead and, somehow, his soul left his body. Now he wants to know who ‘killed’ him, how to break the curse that’s keeping him from returning to his body, and how he ended up in Moonburrow in the first place—and he seems to think that I’m going to do everything I can to help him.And, well, considering he’s my fated mate, I think I’ll have to before Ash goes from playing dead to staying dead. less