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As more and more members of the magical community fall prey to the power of the dark artifact, my friends and I scramble to hunt down the warlock who stole it. But the answers we seek are connected to my past. When our new foe kills a warlock and steals his power, my friends and I go on the offensive. But we are in for the fight of our lives and find the bonds of the Sacred Sisterhood stretched to their limits. Can we defeat our new foe before he unleashes the ultimate power, or are we one loss away from oblivion?

When my husband of 25 years leaves me to expedite his political agenda, and his new girlfriend ensures I have no place within the shadow council, I am starting over with a new business and no financial security.

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.

When Dani convinces her five sisters to sink everything they have into purchasing a dilapidated old plantation, it seems like a great idea at the time. They need a site to expand their business, and none of them are strangers to the occasional escapade. Little do they know buying Willowberry Plantation House will be the biggest adventure of their lives. As New Orleans natives, the sisters aren't at all surprised to find a ghost haunting their new house. What they don't see coming is their discovery that the land was cursed by a wrathful witch centuries earlier.

Well here we go again, folks. Another day, another supernatural crisis to avert. As a middle-aged witch with a knack for trouble, you know I'm not catching any breaks in this enchanted world. Lucky for me I've got my partner in magical crime by my side, and we're ready to tackle whatever the universe throws our way... When the local sheriff, who just happens to be my best friend Stella's husband, stumbles into my humble abode begging for our expertise, we know we're in for a wild ride. A poor old lady just vanished into thin air with a bunch of mundies for witnesses.

As dark Fae make their way through the portal and my best friend’s children are kidnapped, it’s time for me to learn how to cast a location spell. Problem is, before I can start, I’m pulled through the portal and left stranded in the Fae realm. I have no choice but to pull up my granny panties and figure this out. Everyone I love needs me. Now I'm desperate for help. Lost in the Fae realm, I’m forced to seek it in a place where my enemies rule with an iron fist. Turns out, learning my magic is the least of my problems.

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.

There's no magic in any realm that can fix this mess. I've just got to dig in and get to work. One day I'm fighting beside my best friends in the Fae realm, and the next, I can't light a candle without burning down my house. I always thought witches weren't supposed to have hot flashes unless we were cursed. But then the day came when I discovered that I'm cursed. How? Well, the pandering ex and the nearly-empty nest would be bad enough on their own. But did I mention the demonic assassin who's set his sights on me too? I told you, I'm cursed.

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.

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.

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 Fiona, Violet, and Aislinn are sent on a globetrotting adventure to track down the elusive Garden of Eden, it quickly becomes clear that no one has done more than the Backside of Forty Coven to redefine midlife magic and style. Chaos threatens to erupt if the coven can't find the sacred garden and its forbidden fruit, but these wise witches are up to the task of locating the legendary produce. Armed with spells, sarcasm, and a few extra pounds, the trio embarks on a quest that spans continents, facing off against rivals and guardians.

I’m half-witch, half-faery, and facing dangers as real as the ache in my bad knee. Ibuprofen and caffeine keep me going, and I could do this for the rest of my life. Whoever thinks my family home is an easy mark better take notice: The new Guardian in town isn’t going down without a fight. After all, she’s already learned to let go of her simple existence and believe in the extraordinary power inside of her. What could possibly stop her now?

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.

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.

In the enchanting chaos of Willowberry Plantation, where the supernatural equivalent of a neighborhood watch involves witches with attitude and shapeshifters with sass, trouble brews faster than a potion in a cauldron. For a brief moment, tranquility comes to Willowberry Plantation until a nymph decides to take an unannounced sabbatical, and the Six Twisted Sisters kick into action quicker than you can say "spell check."

When a Djinn child is abducted and I get a lead on my latest bounty, I take the portal to disrupt the latest dark ritual and retrieve the victim. But someone in the council sabotages my magical trip and any trust I had in the governing body of Ravenholde is destroyed. After I think I have stopped the latest shard from being created and a new king of hell from rising, I discover I am a target and a powerful demon will use anyone around me to seek his revenge.

Imagine me relaxing in a lounge chair when I first learn a regal scepter has fallen into the dangerously wrong hands. But as my frozen drink begins to melt, there's no time for me to waste springing back into action because this scepter is anything but ordinary. Would you settle for just a cursed bracelet when you could have a divine stick that hands out blessings and curses like candy on Halloween? Of course you wouldn't. And neither would the tainted witch who's wielding it.