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As the manager of Angels on Earth Animal Rescue Shelter, Missy works to train and rehome dogs, and if that business is threatened, she doesn’t hold back. When a nearby dogfighting ring is busted and a wannabe local politician tries to get a pit bull ban approved, Missy comes out swinging. She wants to help those poor abused dogs, and she’s not going to let some town newbie get in her way.

Fourth book in the women sleuth's paranormal mystery series.

I’d sell more homes if the dead bodies didn’t get in the way. I made a promise, multiple times, actually, to my husband, the Bramblett County Sheriff. I promised I wouldn’t put my life at risk doing his job. But... When I find my potential client’s son standing over her dead body, all bets are off. I just can’t let it go, no matter how hard I try. Truth be told, I’d put myself up against a murderer any day if it kept me from taking sides between Henrietta and Bonnie, besties currently on the outs.

Talking to ghosts can be killer. Castleberry, Georgia is a small Southern town with a ton of history, and that history includes a lot of ghosts. How do I know? Because I can see them. And trust me, that’s not always a good thing. Take the Baptist church on the outskirts of town. I’m in the process of certifying it as a historical building. And not only is it full of ghosts, but...surprise!...there’s a body in the basement. And I’m the one who found it.

Bramblett County Georgia realtor Lily Sprayberry's brand new listing is a hit, just not the kind she expected. When Lily stops by the staged home, she finds the dead body of another realtor lying on the living room floor. With only a week until her destination wedding, and no leads, no potential suspects, and no possibility to leave the state until the murder is solved. Determined to find the killer in time to say I do, she does a little investigating herself. But the killer knows of Lily's knack for solving crimes and sets his eyes on her.

It’s one thing to get attitude from her teenagers, but when Angela Panther’s newest ghost in distress is an in-her-face, snarky teenage boy, the psychic medium lays down the law. When an unidentified 14-year-old boy takes a dive off an interstate overpass, to solve the case, Atlanta area detective Aaron Banner calls Angela to get the truth about his junior John Doe.

When Missy Kingston brings her pooch party program to an annual gala fundraiser for the city's local women's shelter, she didn’t expect a murder. But when the most prominent financial contributor to the shelter is found dead, the big night comes to a halt. The suspect list is long, but Missy knows one person who shouldn't be on it: her friend Max Hoover. Missy vows to prove his innocence, and that determination leads her down a path of power, politics, and money. And it’s a path the killer doesn't want her taking.

Widow Missy Kingston takes on the job of a lifetime, and it’s not the one at her town’s animal shelter. It’s Halloween season, and the local animal shelter’s pooch adoption manager, Missy Kingston, is excited to show off the available dogs at her town’s Halloween festival! But when she discovers the festival’s organizer dead in a pile of pumpkins, Missy’s convinced there’s more to the story than meets the eye. When Missy sets out to investigate the murder on her own, what she discovers could solve the case, but only if the killer doesn’t get to her first.

Small town realtor Lily Sprayberry can’t catch a break. You solve new murders and uncover old crimes,but can you save someone from doing hard time?To return what was lost, solve my riddle at all costs. Travel back to ’83 and the murder of a girl from Forsyth County. The note sat inside an empty lock box on the dining room table of Bramblett County realtor Lily Sprayberry’s open house listing. A lockbox that formerly contained an expensive coin collection she promised would remain safe.

When Bramblett County Realtor Lily Sprayberry puts her deceased client’s townhome, the last in a sought-after mixed-use development community, on the market, she winds up in the throes of a bidding war. Knowing a portion of the money will go to a scholarship in her client’s name, Lily schedules a realtor-only open house to raise the bids even higher. But on the day of the event, she discovers the home’s been vandalized, and every potential offer is taken off the table. Someone is out to stop the sale, and ruin Lily in the process.

As Bramblett County, Georgia realtor Lily Sprayberry preps for the annual community yard sale fundraiser, she discovers the body of the newly hired lacrosse coach lying in the high school gym...When the killer figures out Lily is close to cracking the case, things take a dangerous turn, and Lily’s life is on the line. Can she save herself, or will she be the next victim in Bramblett County?

Every time the Bramblett County, Georgia, body count rises, so does realtor Lily Sprayberry’s popularity. And these days, she’s very popular. When a member of her decluttering and staging class winds up dead, Lily takes it personally and sets out to find the killer. Saddled with guilt, she struggles to accept that the killer just might be someone from her past. The problem is figuring out who before the killer catches on.

When Bramblett County, Georgia’s number one realtor, Lily Sprayberry, finds her cantankerous older client dead on the kitchen floor, she lands herself smack-dab in the middle of a long-running property battle and a 100-year-old rumor. Lily made a promise to sell Myrtle’s land whether her client’s alive or not. But whoever wants that money doesn’t want the property to sell and will do whatever’s necessary to stop her.

My name is Abby Odell, and I’m a witch. Some call me a newbie because I didn’t know I was one until my mother died and her spell that bound my powers died along with her.

A wealthy shut-in is found murdered in his mansion. Five other people were in the lavish home at the time of the crime—one of whom had motive enough to kill. And Detective Rachel Ryder is determined to discover who. But the more she and partner Rob Bishop learn about the wealthy and unsociable victim, the harder it becomes to narrow down the suspect list. Frustrated, the investigators refuse to allow anyone to leave, until the culprit is unmasked.

Every day usually starts out the same for me. A little snuggle time with my pups, and maybe my husband if he’s not already out of bed, a cup of coffee, and a chat with my dead mother. Of course, one in which she participates. Because I can see dead people. The rest of the day is always a surprise. This time though, my first ghostly interaction of the day wasn’t with my mom. It was with my best friend’s ex-husband. Seems the guy who cheated on my bestie and knocked up the woman in the process has met his fate.

Welcome to Holiday Hills, a magical small town full of quirky and sometimes strange magical beings, talking cats, coffee, and books! Things aren’t always what they seem here in town. Here, our secrets are as dangerous as a cursed love potion! I'm a paranormal cozy mystery author, and what’s happening? Even I couldn’t make this up!

The past comes back to haunt a small town when one murder leads to the discovery of another. When a troubled young woman, Jenn Berman, goes missing at the summer fair in Hamby, her uncaring family fails to notice. That is, until a loose dog returns home with a bloodied hand. Investigators are led to a developing subdivision where they find the unthinkable: Jenn's body in a shallow grave.

Welcome to Holiday Hills, a quaint, small town filled with quirky residents and magical mayhem. And for me? Just toss a pinch of a love triangle as twisted as a unicorn's horn! I'm a witch and a paranormal cozy mystery writer with a serious case of heartache. You see, my ex-boyfriend, Gabe, has been kidnapped by a mountain man who's out for blood. And things are about to get even more complicated! Both my life, and my feelings.

Bessie Frone, the beloved owner of the Enchanted Bookstore and Café, is in BIG trouble. Her family wand, made of pure gold and passed down for generations, has been stolen. Of course, Bessie is heartbroken, and now she’s ready to sell the shop and the building unless the wand is found. I can’t let her sell the Enchanted. It’s the heart of Holiday Hills, the place where gossip is always the daily special, and Bessie’s coffee is to die for! Well, not literally, thank Goddess!