I didn’t think they’d dismantle the paranormal military with a wave of their bureaucratic magic wand, but they did. Everything I’d spent the previous 15 years of my life doing and being was ripped away from me in an instant, out of my reach—and now that the paranormal military’s gone, I’ve got nothing left to fight for.

Eleanor "Ellie" Rockwell thought her days of excitement were over. After being laid off from her corporate job at forty-nine, she moved to the small town of Tablerock, Texas, opened the Silver Circle Cat Rescue, and settled into a quiet life with her daughter, Evie. Little did she know, her life was about to get a whole lot more...furry. When a magical crystal platter that allows cats to communicate with humans falls into her possession, Ellie finds herself thrown into a world of murder mysteries and feline sleuthing.

When my most hated enemy, Bastion, comes to me for help I tell him to take a long walk off a short pier. I’m not helping the griffin assassin that once killed my lover. But when the Crone visits my coven, she tells me that I have to help him find his daughter or else I won’t achieve my full potential.

Investigator Tessa Graves has just discovered that her newly deceased father and boss, Virgil Graves, was pure evil. To make matters worse her newly-retired aunt and plucky grandmother have decided that Tessa desperately needs them to be her new sidekicks... and roommates... and life coaches... Whether she likes it or not. The three women will most likely kill each other; that is, if the Cadwel Wolves don’t kill them first.

Things go from bad to worse when I get a summons to attend the vampire king’s court, where I get my marching orders. I’m given one lousy week to get my affairs in order, and then I’m to present myself to the conclave to commence my hundred years of indentured servitude, where I get to learn Vampire 101.

Life’s a struggle for Rosemary Thorn and her teen daughter, Athena. But their regular troubles are turned upside down after Granny Thorn’s mysterious death. Despite her cousin's sinister maneuverings, Rosemary returns to Myrtlewood and the sprawling, dilapidated Thorn Manor. There's more to the old house than meets the eye, as Rosemary and Athena soon find out—in a whirlwind of magic, adventure, mystical creatures, and endless cups of tea.

Christopher Deverell is caretaker of the Red Claw Family, a brood of vampires so blood-thirsty that they were forced into slumber for a century by the Council of Elders. Nell Cartwright’s world has been turned upside down after the tragic death of her parents. Desperate, she turns to her reclusive aunt in Angel Falls. Not all is at it seems in the small town … and now an ancient evil is awakening. Christopher and Nell are plunged into a dangerous world where Old Magick and supernatural creatures make for heart-stopping adventure.

Emily Buchanan doesn’t mind that Eternal Rest Bed and Breakfast is haunted. After all, the ghosts are the best kind of guests: They never make a mess, and they don’t eat all the biscuits at breakfast. But when dangerous paranormal activity begins to happen, Emily suspects a new ghost has checked in. The activity seems centered on Emily’s handsome new assistant, Trevor, whose brother went missing without a trace when they were teenagers.

Well, to be honest, there are lots of killers in this town, including me. But when a handful of supernaturals in Castlemaine go missing and start showing up dead with strange amputations and odd lacerations all over their bodies, the magical townsfolk start to get very nervous. Whoever the killer is, he's after one of my new friends. I'm determined to stop him. But first, I have to figure out a way of escaping the Ironclaw pack. Braxton Myles, the Alpha of Ironclaw, has taken me hostage as compensation for losing a few of his werewolves in a fight with my goose buddy, Dwayne.

Lorelei Clay isn’t like other people. She isn’t even like other supernaturals. Her specialties are the nightmares of the living, communication with the dead, and cooking bacon until it’s golden brown and perfectly crispy—no magic required.