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Mango Confessions
Paperback
Series: The Coconut Confessions, Hawaii Cozy Mysteries, Book 5
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ISBN13: 9798188230241
Publisher: Independently Published
Published: Sep 17 2026
Pages: 240
Weight: 0.56
Height: 0.55 Width: 5.25 Depth: 8.00
Language: English
Publisher: Independently Published
Published: Sep 17 2026
Pages: 240
Weight: 0.56
Height: 0.55 Width: 5.25 Depth: 8.00
Language: English
The Miss Mango Pageant can be murder, and on Hanalei Bay, this crown comes with a body count.
When a beauty pageant promising tropical vibes and tiara-worthy drama rolls into my Hawaiian resort, I figure the worst thing that could happen is running out of skinny syrup. Then the director drops dead on the beach, and suddenly I'm sleuthing my way through forty sequined suspects with secrets sharper than their cheekbones.
You will LOVE this tropical cozy mystery!Cosmopolitan Magazine calls Addison's books, ...easy, frothy fun!
Humor with a side of homicide. A laugh-out-loud standalone cozy mystery by New York Times, USA TODAY, and Wall Street Journal bestseller Addison Moore. Includes RECIPE! My name is Jinx Julep, and I run a ramshackle resort in paradise where the pools are finally working, the chickens still have opinions, and apparently, pageant directors get crowned in ways the rules didn't mention.
When the Miss Mango Beauty Pageant takes over the Coconut Cove for a week, I'm thrilled about the publicity, the photo ops, and the chance to draw a few eligible bachelors for Ruby to terrorize. But before the first sash is even tied, the pageant's director turns up dead on the sand, and I'm suddenly investigating anyone and everyone who has anything to do with this mango madness.
Between getting trapped on a side-by-side with a suspect during a mud-soaked ranch tour, hiking the Kalalau Trail in heels I will never wear again, fending off a ranch guide who's decided Detective Koa Hale is her one true love, and surviving the most terrifying photo shoot ever held at the blowhole, I'm starting to think the real recipe for murder is half blackmail, half tiara, and a generous sprinkle of a good old grudge.
But the pageant must go on, the malasadas are vanishing faster than my dignity, my wooden-spoon-wielding cook Lani is cooking into the void, and somewhere between the swimsuit competition and the inevitable arrest of someone for trespassing at a public landmark, I need to catch a killer who's been smiling sweetly at me all week. Because in paradise, the most dangerous person in the room might just have the most beautiful face. Welcome to paradise, where the crowns come with a body count, the romance is slow-burn perfection, and sometimes the sweetest face hides the sharpest knife.
Humor with a side of homicide. A laugh-out-loud standalone cozy mystery by New York Times, USA TODAY, and Wall Street Journal bestseller Addison Moore. Includes RECIPE! My name is Jinx Julep, and I run a ramshackle resort in paradise where the pools are finally working, the chickens still have opinions, and apparently, pageant directors get crowned in ways the rules didn't mention.
When the Miss Mango Beauty Pageant takes over the Coconut Cove for a week, I'm thrilled about the publicity, the photo ops, and the chance to draw a few eligible bachelors for Ruby to terrorize. But before the first sash is even tied, the pageant's director turns up dead on the sand, and I'm suddenly investigating anyone and everyone who has anything to do with this mango madness.
Between getting trapped on a side-by-side with a suspect during a mud-soaked ranch tour, hiking the Kalalau Trail in heels I will never wear again, fending off a ranch guide who's decided Detective Koa Hale is her one true love, and surviving the most terrifying photo shoot ever held at the blowhole, I'm starting to think the real recipe for murder is half blackmail, half tiara, and a generous sprinkle of a good old grudge.
But the pageant must go on, the malasadas are vanishing faster than my dignity, my wooden-spoon-wielding cook Lani is cooking into the void, and somewhere between the swimsuit competition and the inevitable arrest of someone for trespassing at a public landmark, I need to catch a killer who's been smiling sweetly at me all week. Because in paradise, the most dangerous person in the room might just have the most beautiful face. Welcome to paradise, where the crowns come with a body count, the romance is slow-burn perfection, and sometimes the sweetest face hides the sharpest knife.