Bücher von Angela Ruth Strong

When their wedding venue becomes a crime scene, the bride and groom are in for a real trick-or-treat.One week before Marissa plans to get married at her fiancé's farm, Connor is arrested for a murder in the corn maze. Marissa and her maid of honor, Tandy, must prove the groom innocent before the wedding is cancelled.With a coffee shop to run, family visiting from out of town, and preparations for the big day, time is running out. The senior citizens who'd been at the farm during the homicide offer to help investigate, but are they witnesses or suspects? A cranky military veteran goes rogue and disappears with his gun, a retired spy suffers from dementia, and a former Broadway star still seems to be putting on a show. Unless the real killer is unmasked, death could do them all part.

I, Joey Michaels, am the Snowball Fight Professional. Basically this means that customers pay me to shoot snowballs at other people. I''ll use the profits to buy Grandma a gift so impressive that she''ll give me a puppy for Christmas. Unless, of course, my cousin Winston has anything to do with it ... Earning the puppy wouldn''t be so hard if I didn''t have the following problems:1) Winston stealing my employee2) Winston getting me in trouble every time I do something wrong3) Winston blaming me for things I don''t even do If I don''t get the puppy ... ugh, Winston will get him. And Christmas should be all about what I want, right?The Snowball Fight Professional is Book 2 in the Fun4Hire Series.

I, Joey Michaels, am the Water Fight Professional. Basically this means that customers pay me to soak other people. But my super-competitive best friend is sucking all the fun out of summer. All because I made a secret bet with him. Winning the bet wouldn''t be so hard if I didn''t have the following three problems: 1) My dramatic mother who feels the need to schedule every moment of summer2) A surfer-dude mailman who can''t keep deliveries straight3) The annoying neighbor girl who all my friends have a crush onIf I lose ... ugh, I can''t even tell you what I''d have to do. I''d rather lick a slug!