Mystical Midlife in Maine

One day, I'm married, living in the triangle, and working as a head nurse at one of the country's best hospitals. The next, I've shed a 175 pounds of idiot and find myself encountering ghosts, dragons, and pixies while taking care of a sick patient. Losing my sanity didn't seem like the worst thing to happen since I moved back home with my mom and nana.

I’m ditching my Spanx, owning my laugh lines, and ready for anything. I’ve been asked to find a missing ghost and her enchanted sewing machine. Myrna is still out there causing problems and killing witches. And a member of my new coven is missing. Of course, I’m expected to fix it all. I’m a middle-aged mom and multitasker extraordinaire, so this should be easy. I want to throat punch whoever made that saying up. There is nothing simple about tackling ten problems at once, even if they’re mundane ones.

Demons are overrunning my hometown of Camden, but they're messing with the wrong peri-menopausal witch. After 20 years with my ex, delivering supernatural smack-downs is my pleasure. But my to-do list is growing and I've more to tackle than just these demons. A ghoul needs my help, and I still have Objects of Power to locate. Ghostly invaders have taken over the private dimension my familiar needs to gather with her kind, and I promised my best friend she'd have a familiar of her own so I need to find a way to evict these wayward phantasms and keep my word.

Popcorn strands, holly berries, and twinkly lights. Add a little magic and the holiday season will be perfect, right? 'Tis the season and I'm setting the stage. But even with all the trimmings, I know better than to think everything will run smoothly. I've promised an invitation to Fate and it's never a good idea to keep such a powerful being waiting, but my festive frenzy keeps getting interrupted. Removing curses and humoring carolers are the last things I should be doing when I've also just learned that I have to make room at the Yule Dinner table.

Vampires with a vendetta. The Queen of Voodoo. Nasty necromancers. Just another day in my life. If you need a magical mystery solved, apparently I'm your gal. As the go-to private detective for the supernatural community, I've got every shifter, fae, and ghoul knocking on my door. Now the local vampires have decided to test me by leaving a dead shifter in a public park. Ever handled a pack of shifters looking for revenge? It's not pretty. And right now, I don't have the time to settle a feud.

The magical world has caught on that I am the go-to witch for solving supernatural problems. Too bad they have no consideration when I've got my own to deal with. After returning my ghoul’s soul to her, I should have been on a high. Instead, life slammed my feet back to the ground when my familiar was nearly killed during our visit to Stuleros. To top that off, Nana has been acting odd. She’s always been sassy and sarcastic. Now she's spewing venom and shutting everyone out. My mom insists she’s coming to terms with the end of her life, but I'm not ready to believe that.

When I get a call about the mysterious deaths of two paranormals, I'm pulled back to the last place I ever want to be: the city I fled after my nasty divorce. The magical world depends on me to solve its problems, and this one time, I truly resent it.

Being held prisoner is just the beginning of my descent into despair. It's the poison and the desperate escape that seal the deal. The stakes are higher than ever when I wake up tied to a strange table. Once I have my bearings, I realize that the Dark witch battling me from the very beginning may very well have finally won our war. My morale is low as I'm helpless to fight her, and soon I find myself on the brink.

When I discover the Dark witch that holds my mate hostage, I must work through my anger to save Aidoneus before it's too late. That's easier said than done since I'm compelled to seek the help of his father, Hades. Let's face it, the God of the Underworld doesn't think I'm good enough for his son.

Someone's been stealing pixie dust from the forest on my property, but I don't have time to figure out who they are or what they're up to. Instead, I've got to track down the missing ashes of a witch who could manipulate the mind. All leads point us to a mundie business where Stella and I find a coven of shady ladies practicing some very dark magic. We weren't looking for a fight, but as usual, we found one. Thank goodness Stella always has my back, and we make it out mostly unscathed.

A shocking revelation rocks my world as Persephone herself prepares me to expect the unexpected. A dark cloud looms as I navigate a staggering new development when my mother, our pillar of strength and guidance, vanishes without a trace. In spite of my despair, I’m determined to unravel the mystery. Instead, I stumble upon a lifeless woman, only to uncover her startling secret: she’s a tribrid with extraordinary attributes of a witch, a vampire, and a shifter. Her very existence sparks a conflagration of questions, each one more enigmatic than the last.

I'd love to slow down long enough to adjust to the news that I'm carrying Aidon's twins, but that's not an option. A case I can't refuse is dropped into my lap, and I'll do whatever it takes to help a pair of frantic shifter parents find their missing daughter. After all, if a pack of shifters can't track one of their own, something sinister must be afoot. Armed with our magical prowess, my bestie Stella and I quickly run into the roadblock that frustrated the shifters. The clues are confusing, but every road of this merry chase leads us to a certain Dark witch.