Haven Hollow Series
Book 1: Gypsy Magic (Poppy's Potions)
Welcome to Haven Hollow, a town of monsters…
After dating a string of losers and banishing a poltergeist, I packed up my Los Angeles life and my eleven-year-old son, and moved… to a town in Oregon with a population of 680. Well, 682 now.
Culture shock anyone? Ahem, never mind that… New starts can happen anywhere, right?
I hope so because I need to start the next chapter of my forty-three year life pronto. So, why Haven Hollow? For one reason—there aren’t any witches here. And a witch can make a gypsy’s life… complicated.
Oh, right, I’ve put the cart before the horse…
Hi, I’m Poppy Morton and I come from a long line of Scottish gypsies—gypsies who possess magic and make potions to treat any and all ailments. It’s been my dream to open my own potions store and I’m finally going to do it—in the picturesque and small town of Haven Hollow.
Once my son, Finn, and I get settled in our two-story ramshackle, decrepit and rickety farmhouse (that happens to be bordering a cemetery), the nightmares start. And they won’t stop. Almost every night, I find myself face to face with a shadow monster—and its victim. And I’m fairly sure it’s the victim sending me the night terrors, wanting me to figure out the mystery of who or what murdered him.
But, I’m not really sure I want to get involved. Between facing a huge remodel of the above mentioned “house,” getting my son situated in his new school, opening my potions store and dealing with one of the ghosts from my last house who somehow thumbed a ride to this one, I’ve got my hands full. Actually, more than full.
Good thing I’ve got a few handsome neighbors to call on—Marty Zach, a self-professed ghost exorcist who just happens to have the sexiest smile, and Roy Osbourne, a bear of a man who looks like he alone coined the word ‘lumberjack.’
While I’m taken by Marty’s charm and Roy’s really-really-really broad shoulders, I can’t help but feel like this whole town is hiding a secret… and that’s the mystery I mostly want to solve, ghost visions be damned.
Book 2: Cashmere Curses (Wanda's Witchery)
Time to walk softly and carry a big stake…
I had it all.
A powerful coven. A charming Victorian mansion. A sexy car. A couture closet. Credit cards up the wazoo, and an endearing familiar.
Actually, scratch that, Hellcat would never be described as ‘endearing’. More like: the bane of my existence.
So, I almost had it all.
Then a vampire came along and ruined it when he turned me into a Blood Witch.
Now, I’ve been kicked out of my coven, kicked out of the mansion, I have no credit to speak of, the Lexus is a thing of the past and, not only am I driving something from the 80s, but it’s also unapologetically yellow. And rusted.
But the biggest kicker of all? I’m still stuck with Hellcat.
Even though my luck has too much in common with a toilet, if Wanda Depraysie is anything… it’s determined. Determined to make a go of things all by myself—determined to start over.
So, I pack up the few items I can actually call my own and I move to the only place that doesn’t fall under coven ownership—a little town in Oregon called Haven Hollow.
Imagine my surprise when I find out a gypsy has already taken up residence in this afterthought of a town. Well, no worries, witch magic trumps gypsy magic and I’ll make short work of her. After all, Haven Hollow is way too small for the two of us.
No, the gypsy won’t be an issue. It’s my new landlord who’s going to be the death of me… possibly quite literally. Why? Because he’s none other than the vampire who turned me into a Blood Witch in the first place, thereby ruining my life.
Lorcan Rowe is the most infuriatingly smug, irritatingly determined and offensively nosy person I’ve ever met and if my magic were functioning correctly, I’d hex him into oblivion.
But, that’s just it—my magic is on the fritz. And that won’t do—especially when I need to open my enchanted clothing store, Wanda’s Witchery, yesterday.
When my fabrics go missing at the same time that my magic stops working, I can only blame one person: Lorcan.
Well, that vampire is about to learn a very valuable lesson—you don’t mess with a witch, blood or otherwise, because when the going gets tough, the tough get a really sharp stake.
Book 3: Faerie Enchantment (Poppy's Potions)
After spending a couple of months in the quaint town of Haven Hollow, Oregon, I’m settling in and things are looking up.
My shop, Poppy’s Potions, is successful, I’ve got a best friend in ghost-hunter, Marty Zach and I’m dating the local Sasquatch, Roy Osbourne. My eleven year old son, Finn, is doing well in school and everything seems to be blue skies and golden sunshine.
Until my resident ghost, Darla, shatters a vial of Mystic Veil, a powerful potion that opens the door to the Astral Plane, inviting a migratory ghost, the Todhchaí, into Haven Hollow.
It’s not soon after that two centaur girls go missing, followed by a werewolf boy. And by missing, I mean it’s as if the air simply swallowed them, because there’s no trace of the children anywhere.
That’s when Fox Aspen, monster hunter, appears in Haven Hollow. With the story that he’s meant to apprehend the Todhchaí, Fox introduces me to the world of the fae and some very unsavory characters.
Meanwhile, the local monster council won’t do anything about the missing children, so I take matters into my own hands, never imagining how personal this case is about to become…
Book 4: Spandex Sorcery (Wanda's Witchery)
I’m what’s known as a Blood Witch—a witch who was half-turned by a vampire. I’m still in the process of learning how to reverse my condition by returning his ‘kiss’ to the vampire who blooded me, Lorcan Rowe.
But every time we attempt the spell, it goes awry.
Now it’s become a race against time; if Lorcan’s powers aren’t returned to him through a reversal spell, he’ll eventually lose his mind and there’s a very good chance he’ll kill me in the process.
As if that weren’t bad enough, through a misfiring of my unpredictable magic, I manage to inundate my house with bubbling mold spores. When the spores start whispering about murder, I know something wicked this way comes.
Between ghosts suddenly coming back to life, bodies found buried in the backyard, and vampires demanding my full blooding, my life is going from bad to worse.
I can only hope that the bane of my existence, who also happens to be my familiar, Hellcat, doesn’t breathe a word of this to my mother. If he does, I’ll have to add ‘burning at the stake’ to the list of things already going very wrong…
Book 5: Love's Goddess (Poppy's Potions)
It’s almost Valentine’s Day, so love should be in the air, right?
Except it’s not—by a long-shot.
My sasquatch boyfriend, Roy, and I have been doing nothing but arguing and I’m not sure how our relationship is going to survive…
Things haven’t been exactly hunky-dory, but they’re about to get a whole lot worse when Fifi Stenham, a succubus demoness, barges into my store, declaring she needs my help.
Fifi’s family, led by her incubus brother, Angelo, are trying to kidnap her, wanting to ensure she fulfills the succubus credo—seduce and reduce—aka seduce men and reduce their energy by siphoning it from them.
Fifi, on the other hand, wants nothing to do with her succubus nature and wants to divorce herself from it permanently—so she’s finally able to find true love.
When Fifi is doused with a magical potion that quadruples her sensuality, all the citizens of Haven Hollow lose their minds and it becomes a mad dash to whisk Fifi off to safety, safety being Roy’s sasquatch foothold, located deep in the mountains.
It’s a trip I won’t easily forget as relationships and friendships are tested, as well as the bonds between mother and son.
And what I learn from the resident witch will change the course of my life…
Book 6: Demon In Denim (Wanda's Witchery)
Lorcan and I continue to attempt a spell that will return his vampire “kiss” and return me to the witch I once was, but the spell keeps failing.
To make matters worse, Lorcan is getting heat from the head vampire of his line, Rupert. Rupert wants Lorcan to either fully blood me or kill me. And while I’m not a fan of growing fangs, I’m really not a fan of growing worms.
When a stranger, who introduces himself as ‘Dev’, walks into my shop, and I suddenly start acting like a lovesick schoolgirl, I’m fairly sure magic is to blame.
Dev is definitely something supernatural, but I’m not sure what. All I do know is that he makes me feel alive in a very...carnal way. Soon, I’m having dreams that become a reality and I find myself getting more and more confused as to what’s real life and what isn’t.
One thing I do know is that I have to get to the bottom of Dev’s appearance in Haven Hollow and, more specifically, what he wants from me. Because it’s becoming pretty apparent that if he doesn’t want something from me, then he definitely just wants me…
Book 7: Taffeta Trickery (Wanda's Witchery)
Lorcan and I continue to attempt a spell that will return his vampire “kiss” and return me to the witch I once was, but the spell keeps failing.
To make matters worse, Lorcan is getting heat from the head vampire of his line, Rupert. Rupert wants Lorcan to either fully blood me or kill me. And while I’m not a fan of growing fangs, I’m really not a fan of growing worms.
When a stranger, who introduces himself as ‘Dev’, walks into my shop, and I suddenly start acting like a lovesick schoolgirl, I’m fairly sure magic is to blame.
Dev is definitely something supernatural, but I’m not sure what. All I do know is that he makes me feel alive in a very...carnal way. Soon, I’m having dreams that become a reality and I find myself getting more and more confused as to what’s real life and what isn’t.
One thing I do know is that I have to get to the bottom of Dev’s appearance in Haven Hollow and, more specifically, what he wants from me. Because it’s becoming pretty apparent that if he doesn’t want something from me, then he definitely just wants me…
Book 8: French Country Frights (Hallowed Homes)
Hi there! My name is Fifi and I’m a succubus... but I’m hopeless with men and relationships.
Yes, a succubus is a type of sex demon, but the first thing you should know about me is that even though I was created to suck the life force from men, I’m actually a nice person.
In fact, I can’t stand being a succubus because it goes against every moral fiber of my being. Truth be told, I’m a romantic at heart—all I really want is a loving husband, children and the house with the white picket fence.
As to my dreams of wedded bliss, I’ve got my hopes set on one man in town—a human named Marty Zach, but I’m pretty sure he only thinks of me as a friend.
Figuring my romantic dreams aren’t going to get me very far, I’ve turned all my focus and energy into opening my very first business, Hallowed Homes Realty.
Not only do I plan to sell properties to humans and supernaturals alike, but I’m going after a different class of paranormal creature—the exotics. Exotics are species like giants, ice dragons and gnomes (just to name a few)… they require a little more help in finding their forever homes, or crypts, as the case may be.
My first big exotic client is Darragh, a grim. Grims are spectral dog-like creatures that haunt churchyards and protect the dead. They’re notoriously selective and grumpy, but this could prove to be my biggest sale of the year, so I’m beyond excited!
Imagine my surprise when I arrive at Hollow Cemetery to show Darragh the tomb he’s interested in, only to find him and his elf attendant murdered…
Soon it becomes a mad dash to solve the case, especially because I’m worried Hallowed Homes might be the murderer’s target.
Between sniffing out potential clues, keeping my awful brother in line, trying to restrain my inner succubus (because she really has a thing for the local Sasquatch in town) and attempting to start something special with Marty, I’m wondering how much more a girl can take.
Book 9: MYSTIC VEIL (Poppy's Potions)
When my son, Finn, freaks out after seeing a stranger peering in through his window, I have a feeling something wicked this way comes. Unfortunately, it’s not long before reports of the same peeping tom come pouring in from all around Haven Hollow, but no one knows who this guy is or what he wants.
And, when my good friend Henner reports a disturbance in his home, the Tayir Mansion, that culminates with the disappearance of his housekeeper and a room full of bloody handprints, I have a feeling things are about to take a downward spiral very quickly.
To make matters worse, my personal life seems to be equally out of control—there’s my ex-boyfriend, Roy, who keeps trying to salvage our relationship, and then there’s also my best friend, Marty, who’s giving me puppy dog eyes of his own.
As if peeping toms, missing housekeepers, amorous ex-boyfriends, and equally amorous best friends aren’t stressful enough, there’s also a void we discover in the laundry room of Henner’s house. And that void has recently been breached, which means either someone entered or someone escaped…
Book 10: Art Deco Apparitions (Hallowed Homes)
Things have been going decently lately—my new business, Hallowed Homes, is growing and my relationship with my brother, Angelo, has never been better.
My love life is still a mess, but what else is new, right?
And, yes, I still have a massive crush on Marty Zach, even if there are rumors he’s now dating my friend, Poppy.
Crappy love life aside, everything is about to go to hell in a handbasket when an exotic woman named Rhea walks into my office on a cold February day.
Apparently I’m the only one who can see her.
And as if that wasn’t mystifying enough, she won’t stop crying about getting access to one of my listings—an Art Deco house that isn’t currently on the market.
Wanting to help Rhea and hoping she’ll stop appearing to me, I start looking into the Mathison House and its owner, Tobias.
Pretty soon I’m involved in a double-murder mystery that not only threatens my sanity but my relationship with my best friend, Roy—a relationship that’s suddenly become pretty darn hot…
Book 11: Herringbone Hexes (Wanda's Witchery)
When Lorcan and I fail to dissolve the blood bond yet again (this time quite an embarrassing one), I’m at my wit’s end.
The last thing I need is my cantankerous cat delivering a wax-sealed letter that I’m worried might be from my mother. But once I open the letter, I realize it’s an invitation to a witch assembly sent from High Witch, Scarlett Velardi.
The only snag? In order to attend, I’ll need to form my own coven.
Forming my own coven aside, I quickly realize the only reason Scarlett’s invited me to this assembly is to allow me the chance to take on my mother, who has me on her hit list.
As I learn more about the situation between my mother and Scarlett, I soon realize there’s a truth even I don’t know—something so big and horrible, everyone who knows it has been bound by Mother never to speak a word of it.
Now, if there’s one thing Wanda Depraysie dislikes, it’s a secret I’m not in on. So, I’ll do everything in my power to unravel my mother’s mystery in the hopes that I’ll be able to bring her down.
Once and for good.
Book 12: RAISING CAIN (Spook Society)
My name is Darla Rowe… well, it used to be Darla Fenton before Wanda’s magic went haywire, and she managed to turn me back into a real, live, honest-to-goodness dame again.
Once that happened, Lorcan let me borrow his last name, like the real sheik of a fella he is.
Not only am I learning to be alive again, and one hundred years after the first time I tried my hand at it, but it’s looking like I gotta find me a job, so I can start earning some cabbage of my own.
Life ain’t too ritzy when you’re on the nut, if you know what I mean…
After medium, Bailey, sets me up with an interview with the big cheese of Spook Society, owing to my otherworldly connection to spooks; imagine my surprise when that hard-boiled bossman hires me right on the spot!
But it quickly turns out this gig ain’t the duck’s quack I thought it was gonna be.
Why? Because I’ve been hired to let some uptight, flat-tire of a copper named Cain Morgan possess me so he can finish working a case that got stalled when he got bumped off a year or so ago.
As if that weren’t enough to ruin a broad’s day, guess what? There’s more.
This case I gotta work with Cain; it’s a murder case—a double one. And that no good perp is still out there!
I ain’t about to risk my second life (after the first one ended so tragic), but it’s looking like I also ain’t got much of a choice.
Book 13: DRUID'S CURSE (Poppy's Potions)
Something Wicked to Haven Hollow Comes...
At least, I hope it’s not wicked.
What is it? A book.
But it’s not like any book you’ve ever heard of or seen before.
First off, it’s animated, and I swear it acts like a little dog, complete with a wagging red bookmark tail.
Secondly, the only person who can read it or see any of the pictures within the ancient and worn leather binding is my thirteen-year-old son, Finn.
The book, which Finn names ‘Vellum,’ randomly shows up outside my door at Poppy’s Potions one night and begs to be let in.
As if that weren’t enough to cause the hair on the back of my neck to sit up and take notice, Vellum has an owner. And a few days later, I meet that owner.
His name is Alixandre Osmont, and he’s a traveling magician. Only, he’s a magician who really possesses magic.
Not only that but there’s something about Alixandre that seems strangely… familiar, though I’m sure I’ve never set eyes on him before. Yet, my soul doesn’t seem to agree.
Oh, and Alixandre just happens to be gorgeous with a capital G, and he’s British and has a voice that could melt glass.
But I digress.
Anyway, while constantly reminding myself I have a caring, loving, and wonderful boyfriend in Marty, I can’t help but feel guilty regarding this strange and overpowering attraction I have to another man.
And, what’s stranger still is that Alixandre seems to return my same bizarre and confusing feelings.
It’s not long before my personal life is in turmoil, and that’s when I learn Finn is in trouble.
The only person I can turn to, the only person who can help me fight off the dark powers trying to gain control of my son, is Alixandre.
Stuck between a rock and a hard place, I do what any caring mother would—I go after my son and damn the consequences.
Book 14: COLONIAL CORPSES (Hallowed Homes)
Even though I’m in a relationship with Roy, he’s been avoiding me lately, claiming he’s just been super busy with work.
It’s an excuse I’ve heard many times before.
I’m not really sure what’s going on between the two of us, but I’m worried he’s lost interest in me and the relationship.
But as much as it pains me, I know I’ll survive. After all, I’ve survived my myriad breakups before, so what’s one more failed relationship in the mountain of ‘Fifi’s failed relationships’?
At least I have Hallowed Homes to keep me occupied and our newest set of clients—a family of four Romanian vampires.
The vampires have decided to open a year-round haunted house attraction (much to Lorcan’s dismay) in the old Colonial at the top of the hill, overlooking Haven Hollow.
But when someone suddenly ends up dead, I’ll find myself stuck in the middle of a murder mystery most foul.
Book 15: ANGORA ALCHEMY (Wanda's Witchery)
Lookout, Dr. Frankenstein, because here comes Wanda Depraysie…
It’s not as though I meant to create a life.
I didn’t, but that life is still here, all the same.
And the worst part? I created it with… sigh… my detested cousin, Maverick.
Now, before you think I’m a double-timing, good-for-nothing witch, I’m not.
It was all an accident. Swear.
And the even craziest part? This little mixup isn’t even the worst thing that’s happened to me this week.
No, that award goes to the invitation I receive to my own funeral—a party sponsored by the leader of the vampires, Rupert, featuring me as the guest of honor.
Should be fun.
Book 16: RITZY BUSINESS (Spook Society)
I got me a date with Death…
When Marty Zack shows up at my office at Spook Society, asking for my help, I dunno what to think.
See, Marty and me… well, we’re at cross purposes when it comes to ghosties—I like to help the dead move on at their own speed, and Marty’s more like an uptight landlord kicking them to the curb.
So, when Marty tells me the spooks of Haven Hollow have been disappearing for no good reason, and he needs my help to find out why, I gotta wonder what in the heck is going on.
With the deceased Cain Morgan at my side (actually, it’s more fittin’ to say—he’s inside my head), we start investigating this perplexing case.
And soon, I find myself at Death’s door—literally.
Death has come to Haven Hollow, and it seems he’s gone sweet on yours truly!
Book 17: PAN'S DELIGHT (Poppy's Potions)
The cold touch of winter has hit Haven Hollow…
Something naughty is plaguing the mundanes of Haven Hollow lately.
‘Naughty’ as in dancing curses that leave the victim exhausted and even injured, every milk product in town souring for no apparent reason, and elf-knots that are nearly impossible to brush out of your hair…
After deciding these curses are fae created, we call in Prince Reynard, the Prince of the Autumn Court, otherwise known as Fox Aspen.
The only problem? Fox is currently waging his own war with our Chief of Police, Taliyah, who is meant to be Fox’s intended but won’t have anything to do with him or his marriage proposal.
As if that weren’t enough to put us all on edge, Finn is challenging my ability to be a cool, calm, and collected mother. Even though he means well, every time he tries to help someone, he’s left exhausted, pale, and sickly. And I’m getting more and more concerned.
With questions about Finn’s magician abilities, I turn to the only person who can provide answers—a man I haven’t seen in five months but one who has dominated my thoughts every day since.
Alixandre Osmont, the English magician, otherwise known as Andre...
Between trying to decipher who is behind the fae pranks, battling my teenage son, and trying to keep my feelings in check for a certain British magician, I’ve got my hands full and then some.
Book 18: ARMED AND CHARMED (Princess Procedural)
The seal on the spell that’s been keeping my Fae side in check is due to break tonight at midnight…
And I’m set to marry a man I don’t really know, and what I do know of him, I don’t particularly like.
All because some stupid prophecy (from before I was even born) proclaimed as much.
Talk about a crappy deal…
With my Fae powers set to take over and the threat of becoming the Queen of the Winter Court becoming all too real, I find myself stuck at the bar of the Half-Moon Grill in a full-blown pity party.
In walks Maverick, a bounty hunter who occasionally works for me and who’s become the closest thing I have to a friend in Haven Hollow.
Learning of my predicament, Maverick offers me a way out—marry him instead.
At least in title only.
Marrying Maverick would definitely free me from having to marry Prince Reynard of the Autumn Court (otherwise known as Fox Aspen). It will also resolve that blasted prophecy, but after my first marriage went down in flames, do I really want to go for round two?
Short answer: no.
But it doesn’t look like I have much of a choice. It’s either marry Maverick, and my life will basically stay the same, or I don’t and suffer the consequences.
Little do I know, the consequences are coming for me no matter what I choose…
Book 19: Blood Rose (Blood Rose Academy)
I’m finally going to Blood Rose Academy, where I’ll be trained in witch magic, and I can’t wait…
Except Blood Rose Academy isn’t exactly how I hoped it would be.
First off, the witches are all catty and hex-happy, and I’ve been targeted as their newest victim.
And if that weren’t bad enough, there’s a longstanding feud between the witches and the vampires, which means all vampires hate the witches and vice-versa.
Maybe that wouldn’t suck so hard (no pun intended) if I didn’t sorta, kinda have a crush on one of the vamps—a loner named Rook, who happens to be the headmaster’s son.
But Rook doesn’t even know I exist. Well… it’s actually worse: he does know I exist, but he’s made it pretty clear he can’t stand me.
Fun times!
The ‘fun’ only increases when I learn that a handful of Fae students have gone missing and my only friend, a faerie named Oleander, insists there’s foul play.
Suddenly recruited into a club of rebels, I find myself helping them to solve the mystery of the missing students.
And guess who happens to be in this club?
Right—Rook.
To say he’s unhappy to see me is an understatement. Now, if I could just train my wayward heart to get over him… things might start looking up.
Between battling my own kind, trying to keep from getting drained by the vamps, searching for the missing students, and uncovering my own shocking truths, I’m wondering if I should have just stayed home.
Book 20: Blood Bond (Blood Rose Academy)
MAVERICK:
I might have been a crappy excuse for a big brother in the past, but now I’m making up for lost time…
And time isn’t the only thing that’s lost.
So is my sister, Astrid.
So, I do what any good brother would do—I go after her.
Concealing my true identity, I attend Blood Rose Academy as a professor of potions.
And along for the ride is my new wife, Taliyah.
Not only am I hoping we can find Astrid, but I’m really hoping we find her alive.
ASTRID:
Even though I definitely have a thing for vampires, that doesn’t mean I wanted to become one…
And it definitely didn’t mean I wanted to be blooded by a vampire psychopath.
But here we are.
Well, here I am anyway—stuck inside the cellar of an old store on the outskirts of Blood Rose Academy and under the control of my new vampire sire, Valserak.
One thing he’s not betting on, though, is the fact that the fae can survive becoming the undead with their powers intact.
And guess what? I’m half fae.
So the first chance I get, I cut a portal to the Autumn Court in search of my father so I can recruit his help against Valserak and the other vampires who are gearing up for Blood War Three.
Little do I know who I’m about to run into…
Book 21: Georgian Ghouls (Hallowed Homes)
There have been a rash of grave robberies in Haven Hollow lately…
So maybe it’s not such a surprise that during one of my open houses, I find my eyes tracking every movement of a suspicious-looking character.
Suspicious, as in everything about this guy, is shifty… from how he keeps trying to avoid attention to his extreme interest in my client’s china cabinet.
So when the same man winds up dead on a random grave in the cemetery between Poppy and Wanda’s houses? Yeah… something is rotten in the state of Oregon.
Things get even stranger when I find two objects randomly stashed in strange hiding spots—objects that hum with their own type of electricity.
As if all of that weren’t enough to ruin a girl’s day, there’s my relationship with Roy…
Roy believes we are destined to be together—that it’s written in the cosmos.
But I’m not sure how I feel about that—actually, I am sure how I feel about it—I don’t like it. Not one bit.
Because all I want—more than anything else—is to be loved and desired for me.
Not for my Succubus pheromones and definitely not because Fate willed it so.
Book 22: Velvet Voodoo (Wanda's Witchery)
I got 99 problems, but the witch ain’t one of ‘em…
Right.
First problem? Maverick and his bad attitude are going to cause the death of me.
Thank God he’s got Taliyah to keep him somewhat sane because otherwise, I’d start pulling my hair out.
Not only is Maverick cramping my style big time, but then there’s the fact that I have to pretend that I’ve been turned into a vampire, so going out in the daytime is no longer a possibility.
And try being High Witch to your coven when you can only come out at night…
Meanwhile, I’m doing my very best to get Imani to join our ranks, and I’m stressed.
Especially because things in Scapegrace Coven aren’t exactly jolly at the moment, everyone seems to be at everyone else’s throats, and when a box of love letters goes missing, that just kicks off our own civil war.
Add to that a vampire who appears to be on the loose in Haven Hollow, a body showing up on my doorstep, and a ransacked store, and what’s that spell?
DISASTER!
Book 23: Dead Ringer (Spook Society)
Everything’s just going to pieces…
I got me a real important job. Important because I need to make my boss, Mr. Howard, happy with me like yesterday.
It’s no secret that Mr. Howard has never liked me, but if he fires me? Well, I’m sure that will mean the end of Cain Morgan’s ghost taking up residency inside my head.
See, Cain shares my body all because he’s supposed to be helping Taliyah settle into her job as the new Chief of Police.
And though Taliyah’s pretty well settled by now (by my way of thinking), no one’s said anything about moving Cain on to the other side.
And I like him right where he is.
So that’s why I’ve gotta make darn sure this next case I get put on is a slam dunk.
I’ve been hired to bring Sophia Erepto’s dead granny back because the Erepto family is missing something real important to them—an idol.
And I ain’t talkin’ American Idol on the tele. I’m talking about a little, gold statue—the owner of which will take over as the head of the family clan.
Real important stuff.
So when that idol goes missing and Granny ain’t talkin’, Darla’s got a real big problem on her hands…
Book 24: Summer Solstice (Poppy's Potions)
In the middle of difficulty lies opportunity…
Or, at least, that’s what Albert Einstein said.
But I’m not sure I believe it because it seems everything in my life has gone to heck, but I have yet to find an opportunity in any of it.
Things are going so bad, in fact, that I’m wondering if I’ve been cursed.
Of course, I don’t really have any enemies, so who in the world would want to curse me? Not only that, but Wanda insists I’m not cursed so maybe this bad luck is just exactly that… bad luck?
Well, one thing I do know is that life would be a whole heck of a lot easier if I didn’t have this constant guilt gnawing away at me regarding my breakup with Marty.
Sure said breakup was eight months ago, but things between us aren’t good—as in, he won’t really speak to me and that’s something that bothers me more than I can say.
And as to Andre, the incredibly handsome and charming British magician who moved to Haven Hollow in order to instruct Finn in magic? Well, I’ve sort of, kind of, put things on hold between the two of us.
Why? Because I can’t stomach the idea that Marty might think I’ve moved on so quickly.
As things in my personal life continue to blow up (not even exaggerating), I start to wonder if whatever is going on is supernaturally motivated…
Meanwhile, I’m trying to talk myself out of the fear that meets me every time I think of starting something romantic with Andre.
Yes, worries and guilt about Marty are part of the reason I’ve been holding back, but the other part?
Well, that’s all on me and my fear that this could turn out to be just another failed relationship in a string of failed relationships...
Book 25: Lace Laments (Wanda's Witchery)
Something is up with Lorcan.
And I’m fairly sure I’m not just imagining things—he’s been distracted, working later than usual, appears exhausted, and was that vanilla perfume I smelled on him?
Regardless of what’s going on with the undead nuisance, I’ve got my own problems to deal with.
Namely, I’ve been pinpointed as the main suspect in a murder!
I know—as if I have the time or the interest to kill someone.
Ridiculous.
Anyway, before this situation gets any worse, I need to prove my innocence, stat.
Just how am I going to do that? Stick around and find out…
Book 26: Enchanted Emporium (Occult Oddities)
Hi, my name is Lydia, and I’m a gypsy.
Or, I was a gypsy. Now, I’m not really sure what I am.
What I do know is that I’m in trouble.
That’s the reason why I’m in the process of moving to Haven Hollow: because I need the safety and protection only a hollow can offer.
After a witch named Indigo walked into my occult shop and literally blew up, her soul affixed itself to mine, and now I’m basically possessed.
To make matters worse? Whoever was responsible for Indigo going ‘boom’ knows she’s not exactly dead and gone.
Which means he’s now after me.
As if I didn’t have enough on my plate with a divorce that’s been dragging out for the last three years, and a struggling business.
Now, I’m just trying to stay alive.
Good thing my realtor, the very sexy Angelo Stendham, is looking out for me because I know nothing about this world of supernatural monsters of which I’m now a member.
Book 27: Gypsy Gold (Poppy's Potions)
So, it’s official: Andre and I are now an item. How do I feel about it? Excited and just a little nervous. Okay, a lot nervous—what if I mess this up?
I’ve promised myself that I won’t focus on the negative! Instead, I’m trying not to be too depressed because Andre is leaving Haven Hollow for a few weeks.
Why? Because he’s a traveling Magician.
As a goodbye present, I’ve whipped up a potion I haven’t made in a long while: Gypsy Gold. I figure it will make an impressive stage trick when he’s able to turn things into fool’s gold.
But after Andre leaves town (taking with him the Gypsy Gold), things around Haven Hollow start turning into gold…
And, of course, I can’t help but wonder if my potion has something to do with it.
When word spreads that a tree in the middle of Main Street has been turned into solid gold, everyone descends on our small town, trying to get a piece of the treasure.
And that’s not all. Soon, there are robberies occurring all over town.
But worst of all? A social media influencer and ghost hunter named Kenzie Chase appears in Haven Hollow, determined to unlock the secrets of our town…
Book 28: Newlywed And Pixie-Led (Princess Procedural)
This town is going to be the death of me…
For a small town, you’d think being the Chief of Police would be a fairly easy gig, right?
Not on your life.
Haven Hollow is proving to be the hardest job I’ve ever had.
If I’m not dealing with bitchy faeries trying to usurp a court I have no interest in ruling, I’m dealing with a curse that’s got the whole town unable to sleep.
Right—Nyquil on Aisle 9 and stat.
If only it could be that easy.
Instead, I’m going on little to no sleep, myself, while the town is basically falling apart.
I’ve got to figure out who’s responsible for this little curse ASAP and put the kibosh on it.
Luckily, I’ve got my husband (well, in name only), Maverick, here to help me. And that relationship is proving to be its own can of worms…
I just hope I can bust some perpetrator butt, and then maybe I can turn to the issue known as ‘Taliyah’s love life,’ which I have a feeling is going to be a hell of a lot harder to fix.