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I always thought I'd like to enter the pages of my favorite paranormal romance.Live the excitement. Embrace the heat.But paranormal creatures don't exist, right? Right???It started one night when my book club held a meeting at our favorite corner bar to talk about our latest book. It hasn't ended yet. But I know one thing for sure. Witches, Fairies, Ghosts, Vampires and more are real. And I'm pretty sure they're all coming for me. I just don't know why. Hopefully I'...

My name is Phillipa Hilda Schultz, but everybody calls me Pippi (It’s pronounced pee-pee. Yeah, I know). I run a boarding house for people in the early winter of their lives. You know what I mean… People whose leaves are thinning, and whose lawns are slightly frosty in the early mornings.I inherited the business from my grams and had no experience running a boarding house when I stepped in. There’s no question I’ve had my hands full. Fractious boarders, broken appliances, leaky roo...

She’s got treasure in the safe, a body in the dumpster, and four amateur sleuths who think they’re starring in an episode of Murder, She Wrote.Growing up, Pippi never believed she’d be running a boarding house one day—but she didn’t think she’d be tripping over dead bodies either. Now she’s juggling shiny secrets, shady suspects, and seniors with more sass than filter. Fortunately, she loves her boarders almost as much as she lurves her next door neighbor,...

This is no boring librarian shushing people from behind a desk. This librarian corrals rogue magic. But more importantly, she has a frog and a cat, and she’s not afraid to use them!I knew when I woke up with a migraine that things were going to get interesting. As a magical artifact wrangler, it’s not an unusual way to start my day. But I had no idea how bad it was going to get.Until I found a frog sitting in my teacup.Even that, I could ex...

My name is Phillipa Hilda Schultz, but everybody calls me Pippi (It’s pronounced pee-pee. Yeah, I know). I run a boarding house for people in the early winter of their lives. You know what I mean… People whose leaves are thinning, and whose lawns are slightly frosty in the early mornings.I inherited the business from my grams and had no experience running a boarding house when I stepped in. There’s no question I’ve had my hands full. Fractious boarders, br...

My name is Phillipa Hilda Schultz, but everybody calls me Pippi (It’s pronounced pee-pee. Yeah, I know). I run a boarding house for people in the early winter of their lives. You know what I mean… People whose leaves are thinning, and whose lawns are slightly frosty in the early mornings.I inherited the business from my grams and had no experience running a boarding house when I stepped in. There’s no question I’ve had my hands full. Fractious boarders, br...

Unfortunately, the charred pigs-in-a-blanket weren’t the most offensive thing to come out of this particular party. Not by a long shot.It’s true, I’ve always hated parties. I’m usually too tired at night to get dressed up and...well... people. Honestly, I’m not very good at peopling under the best of circumstances, let alone when I’m tired. But Jack is trying to build his business, and I’m trying to support Jack, soooo...

I always knew my shoe obsession would be the death of me. But I never guessed that murder would be involved.My name is Raelynn Kitt. My friends call me Rae. My ex calls me Kitten, which is only one of the many reasons he’s my ex. But that’s not important. I have a confession to make.I’m Rae, and I’m a shoe-aholic.There are no church basement support groups for my addiction. No first-year chips to mark my progress in kicking the habit. Which...

I’m discovering that glossing over that whole “epicenter of a magical vortex” thing when I took this Lares job was a mistake. Looking back, that now seems like important information.Whoever said midlife was a time for reflection and relaxation clearly wasn’t an ancient guardian deity. I’d just started to think I was getting a handle on this whole Lares thing, and then the earth decided to open up into a giant, fiery hole of evil nastiness.Talk abou...

This fast-paced romantic thriller offers readers heart pounding mystery and suspense with action, adventure, murder, mayhem, and sizzling romance!Sexy Indy car racer Warwicke Honeybun isn’t looking for love. But when he stumbles upon a beautiful woman being abused by a fellow driver one night, he wastes no time delivering a painful message to the man abusing her. Unfortunately, the man turns up dead the next day and the woman shows up on Warwicke’s doorste...

She's just a country girl who loves her dog. But her life is about to get less countrified and more...erm...homicide.Deer Hollow is a small community built in a verdant, rolling countryside. The nearest big city is over an hour away and big city ways are rejected at the Hollow. Unfortunately, the big city isn’t the only place where bad things can happen.Things like murder…which has a funny way of messin’ up a debutante’s day and turning a sunny Sun...

My name is Phillipa Hilda Schultz, but everybody calls me Pippi. I run a boarding house for people in the early winter of their lives. You know what I mean… People whose leaves are thinning, and whose lawns are slightly frosty in the early mornings.I inherited the business from my grams and had no experience running a boarding house when I stepped in. There’s no question I’ve had my hands full. Fractious boarders, broken appliances, leaky roofs, and a very...