One of these things is not like the others—life threatening community theatre, wire hangers, chipmunks, tree-house sex-capades with a hot werewolf and head-shrinking with a porno-loving rabbit Shifter.Actually none of these things are even remotely like the others, but it’s my life and I’m going to make the pieces fit into a perfect puzzle—even if I have to shove it together and glue it with magic.New leaf, new leaf, new freakin’ leaf.Caring for people wasn’t in my ...

Three waxed cats, one Cookie Witch, a brazilian gone bad and the last name, Bermangoggleshitz… not the best ingredients for a successful spell. Or is it?Avoiding the truth has been working out just fine for most of my life.I'm finally happy. I have friends and a kangaroo shifter who adores me. Never in my twenty-nine witchy years did I think I would have a place to call home with people who truly cared.Now my BFF, Zelda, wants to have a chat. Can't crappy news wait?...

CarterAvoidance had become my norm. After too many tours in Afghanistan and Iraq, I'd checked out—on everyone and everything—on life. Ex-navy SEAL. Totally broken man. I'd hit rock bottom so many times, I was sure I was about to fall straight to hell. It would be a welcome reprieve.Then she found me. Beautiful, insane and more broken than I was. She needed my help. I needed her humanity.How she found me was anyone's guess. But she had. She needed re...

What does a forty-year-old former child star do when she finds out she’s a Demon?A sitcom, of course.Age is just a number unless you’re an actress of a certain age trying to make a comeback in La La Land. Back in the day, I was the child star of the hit show Camp Bites. Today, I’m still living it down.After a disastrous soap opera audition and getting fired from a TV show for not having a bodacious enough backside, one woul...

Forecast for today? Partly good witch, with a thirty-two percent chance of broom rage.How in the Goddess's name did I get stuck at the Witchypoo Convention at Rump Arena in Hexington, Kentucky? Whoops… my bad. Rupp Arena in Lexington, Kentucky. Whatever. It's like one cavernous indoor garage sale of "magic" crap. It's nothing more than a convention of human wanna-be witches in pointy ankle boots and half-price black hats.And where in the Goddess's gauchos d...

What's a Tree Sprite to do when she's stumped?Get to the root of the problem, of course.Only I wood get stuck in a tree with the Warlock I love camped out next to it mea-culpa-ing for being a turdwaffle for the last decade.What should I do about it?Umm… stay in the tree and enjoy the show.Location: Assjacket, West Virginia (Who in their right mind named this town?)Mission: Ge...

A dare is a dare.No self-respecting, slightly chubby, good-lookin', crime lovin' cat would ever pass up a dare.So I didn't.Now, me and my boys are in hot water trying to figure out how to live on the right side of the law for a whole freakin' week!This is complicated by a couple of hairy issues…— The half-headed bear in town had his privates pilfered. We have vowed to return his giggleberries. Legal means are not working.

Whoever said life begins at forty must have been heavily medicated, drunk, or delusional.Thirty-nine was a fantastic year. I was married to the man I loved. I had a body that worked without creaking. My grandma, who raised me, was still healthy, and life was pretty damned good.But as they say, all good things come to an end. I’d honestly love to know who “they” are and rip them a new one.One year later, I’m a widow. My joints are starting to ache. G...

What's love got to do with it? If you're Cupid, everything. If you're me, not a thing in the sea. I don't believe in love.Poseidon is smoking some bad seaweed if he expects me to take the one job I'm obviously not qualified for. Rumor has it, Cupid is a chubby baby with a bad attitude. That's all I need. A pissed off porcine toddler with love arrows gunning for my tail because I took his job.On top of that, the idiot I'm kind of seeing who shall remain name...

What happens in Vegas, slays in Vegas.With a show to produce and my career as an actress on the line, I really don’t have time to die—especially violently. However, while that might not be on my agenda, it seems to be on other’s.Awesome.Instead of acting in my latest endeavor, I’m playing the real-life role of Reluctant Demon Who Has To Save The World—or at the very least, the hot hero.Fine. I’m always up for a plot twist or a re-wr...

It's all fun and games until someone throws a dirty jumper rollup and you lose out in the Cornhole tournament of life.According to Baba Yoscarybutt, it's time for me to witch up or step back down into the Cornholio minor leagues. While Cornhole is definitely not my beanbag, I can't stand to lose.I don't want to be the next Baba Yaga. I'm doing just peachy as the Shifter Wanker who heals the clumsy idiots of Assjacket, West Virginia. I love my life. My werew...

An “outrageous, profane, hilarious, sexy and all kinds of wacky” romantic comedy from the*New York* Times bestselling author of Size Matters (Michelle Rowen, national bestselling author).What happens when an accountant decides to grab life by the horns and try something new? Apparently a pirate named Dave, a lot of pastel fleece, and blackmail—just to start with . . .Visualize and succeed, Oprah said. I was sure as...