Cozy Women Sleuths Supernatural

Absence makes the...cometh the hour, cometh a stranger with a story which Jill doesn't want to hear...custard cream taste even better...

Everything is going just great for Jill Gooder. Whoops! Spoke too soon. What's in the black box?

All good things… Just as Jill begins to think nothing else can surprise her, something does! …begin with a custard cream.

Blood is thicker than water. But whose blood? And who is the stranger at Jill's door?

It's never easy to say goodbye as P.I. and witch superstar Jill Gooder is about to find out. Meanwhile, a case from the past comes back to haunt her - literally! The early bird...gets the custard creams.

Life is always hectic for P.I. (and novice witch), Jill Gooder. Murder, theft, and a missing cat, she can take in stride, but a date with detective Jack Maxwell? That's a whole different ball game.

Between her regular job in Afterlife Arrivals, training for her second job with IA, her community service on The Bus of Death, GA meetings, taking care of her housemates, and every other ghostly commitment in between, Bridget Sway is already stretched pretty thin. Then, her best friend, Sabrina, drops a bombshell. Sabrina thinks she was murdered. And, in the afterlife, murdered dead people usually turn into homicidal maniac dead people. Despite that, Sabrina thinks if they can work out who killed her, then she might be able to get the closure she needs.

Ghost hunter Verity Long is overdue for a little R&R (rest and romance) with her boyfriend, Ellis, and a vintage train trip through the Tennessee mountains seems like just the ticket. The Sugarland Express carries history and nostalgia in every compartment, and Verity is determined to enjoy it - without ghostly interference. But the ghosts have other plans… On a dark, desolate night nearly a century ago, the train was stranded in the mountains, and a young woman was found stabbed to death in her locked compartment.

The colonel is dead, and Jill's brother-in-law, Peter, is the prime suspect. But that's the least of Jill's problems when Winky reveals devastating news.

Keep your friends close and your custard creams closer. Everything is disappearing: A priceless antique, Mrs. V, and - even worse - Jill's custard creams. It's time for our intrepid P.I. (and witch fantastico) to leap into action.

Two murders and more crazy than you can shake a stick at. Just another day in the life of PI (and witch superstar) Jill Gooder.

When a heiress is kidnapped, P.I. (and witch par excellence), Jill Gooder, is ordered not to get involved. Whoops! And why is Winky acting so normal?

Welcome to the best holiday of the year. Or so I thought...until the tricks began to outweigh the treats. Frog curses, poisoned candy apples, and a wayward vampire are only the half of it. Add in a two-hundred-year-old curse, a depressed poltergeist, and a dead body, and you can see why my enthusiasm for the witchiest day of the year is waning. Not cool, Halloween Hijacker. Not cool. And that's why you can bet your wand I’m not going to go down without a fight, even if my actions land me in grave danger.

It's a beautiful day in the small town of Devil's Orchard when Bobbi's grandmother informs her she's actually a witch. Not just any old witch, either. Bobbi is part of a long line of demon-slayers. Bobbi, who can't step on a cockroach without squealing, is a demon-slayer? Yeah right. She's tempted to write the whole thing off as a stress-induced hallucination. Especially when the dumpster-diving fox starts talking....

A disgruntled bear fiance. A wanted familiar. A hairless cat named Lonnie. For Hazel Kinsey, it's just another day in Paradise Falls. When Hazel's familiar Tizzy the Squirrel fell in love with another familiar, they had no idea her furry pal would gain witch magic. Apparently, that's a big no-no for the High Familiar Clowder, the council who rules all familiars. When the Clowder shows up in Paradise Falls to decommission Tizzy and send her to the in-between, Haze defies the stick-in-the-butt jerkfaces by refusing to trade in Tiz for a new familiar.

How does a mind reader get framed for murder? Working for a mob boss might have something to do with it. Join Shelby in this fast-paced mystery thriller, where proving her innocence and catching a killer will take more than her mind-reading skills. She'll have to rely on friends from both sides of the law to clear her name.

When the bookshop next to the Honeybee Bakery hosts a signing for a Savannah radio celebrity's new self-help book, magical baker Katie Lightfoot is happy to provide some delectable desserts. The whole spellbook club is going to the event, curious about the book (and maybe to sample some goodies), but the final chapter comes too soon for the author when she is found dead at the event. The prime suspect is Angie Kissel, a former witch whose familiar was once Katie's own terrier, Mungo.

When bartender Bay Bridges saves a woman from being roofied, she accidentally kills the man responsible. When the dead man is reanimated, Bay gets pulled into a chilling adventure of mystery and murder, but if she digs too deep, she might risk revealing her most treasured secret: she’s a witch.

Millie Thorn has been in the paranormal town of Spellbinder Bay for a few months. During that time, she's come to terms with the fact that she's a witch, and she's come to terms with the fact that her familiar, Reuben, is a particularly cheeky cockatiel. She's finding it hard to come to terms with the knowledge that the father she never knew she had lives in the same town as her. When her magical familiar, Reuben, comes up with a plan which may make the delicate situation easier, Millie must decide whether she has the courage to face somebody she never thought she'd see again.

Stranded on Badlands Island, Imogen Banks is driving herself crazy looking for her brother. So, when the spell-casting baker's friends suggest they escape for a luxurious dragon spa treatment, she doesn't need a second invitation. But her hopes for coastal romance with Hank fall flat when a resort guest turns up roasted in the sand.