My name is Olivia Hutchinson, but you can call me Hutch. I’m the owner of an all male strip club, and after a bizarre six months, my life is finally returning to normal.
Well, as normal as it ever gets for me.
I’m shopping for my first home, but when I stumble across something that’s been left behind by a previous owner, I realize how exciting—and terrifying—house hunting can be…
Murder at a book club. Deception in the desert. A real estate search gone terribly wrong.
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Angela Talbott is dead, so she should be resting in peace. Problem is, demons from Hell are invading Heaven, and Angela is the only one who can put a stop to it. But with nothing but an infant and a set of arguing (but hot) twins at her side, will she be able to save all that is good and right?
In this mad jumble of words, I’ve included some of my favorite bits from books I’ve previously published or will be publishing, and I’ve included bits from works that may never see the light of day. I’ve included pieces that I’ve had a great many people like, and I’ve even included something that my literary agent referred to as a “disgusting piece of work that no one would want to read.”
My name is Olivia Hutchinson, but you can call me Hutch. I’m the owner of an all male strip club—I mean, I USED to own a strip club, but it burned to the ground. So until my business is rebuilt, I’m trying to find things to fill my time.
But a book club has never been exactly my idea of fun—until a woman is murdered at one of the meetings, and my mother becomes the prime suspect.
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Meet Olivia Hutchinson—better known as Hutch—in the first three novellas in her monthly series!
A dead male stripper. A case of arson…and attempted murder. A crazed serial killer. Join Hutch as she tries to solve all these mysteries surrounding her…and stay alive!
Novellas in this volume include:
For Anyone to See
Best Served Cold
Deck the Halls
My name is Olivia Hutchinson, but you can call me Hutch. I’m the owner of an all male strip club—I mean, I USED to own an all male strip club, before it burned to the ground. Luckily, my dancers were offered a gig entertaining the women at a ski resort, which seems like it would be an easy enough job, but I’m having one issue after another.
Olivia Hutchinson is back in the second installment of her monthly series!
It's only a few days before Thanksgiving, and Hutch's life is falling to pieces. She can't follow a recipe to save her life. Her strip club has burned to the ground and the police suspect foul play. And when someone tries to put a bullet through her head, Hutch realizes that she has to figure out who is trying to kill her
My name is Olivia Hutchinson, but you can call me Hutch. I’m the owner of a fine establishment called For Anyone to See, which just happens to be an all male strip club. And if stories about strippers and murder and crime and sex make you squirmy, you should probably stop reading. Right now. I mean it. Just close up this book and go find something more wholesome to read.
Angela Talbott has been dead for three days, and she’s already been given a job in the afterlife—solving her own murder. To make matters worse, there are two Hellions dogging her every move. These Hellions might not have horns and pitchforks, but they are big trouble.