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Ellen and her two best friends share a mid-life crisis by hatching a plan to renovate an 1860s Greek revival in the nearby historic district of San Antonio. Although Ellen isn't one to believe in ghosts, she comes face to face with something inexplicable in the attic. Her ghost-enthusiast friends convince her that they must help the spirit find closure, and as they dig deeper into the past, they uncover a shocking history that someone in the neighborhood doesn't want exposed. But Ellen and her friends don't give up easily.

Ellen has always been practical, skeptical, grounded in reality. But when strange occurrences escalate and long-buried records surface, even she can’t ignore the truth: the house is holding onto something. Decades earlier, the property operated as a private medical residence for women—patients declared unstable, difficult, or hysterical. Their diagnoses were signed. Their confinement justified. Their stories erased. Until now.

Tanya’s sixtieth birthday is supposed to be a celebration. Instead, it becomes a battle. When Ellen secures a secluded bungalow on Quileute land near Forks, Washington, the women expect ocean views, quiet beaches, and a little Twilight-tour fun. What they get is something far older—and far angrier.

When Sue purchases a quiet home on Kestrel Court, she expects a holiday retreat steeped in history. Instead, she and her friends begin sensing a presence—a shadow that follows them through Revolutionary landmarks and into the woods behind their new house. At first, the spirit calls itself Lucy. Then it warns them to leave. When a locked shed on the property is finally breached, the women uncover a hidden cellar—and a shocking discovery: dozens of skeletal remains and a trunk filled with Revolutionary-era artifacts.

When a homeowner in Savannah contacts Ghost Healers, Inc. about a wall that seeps saltwater each night, Ellen, Sue, and Tanya expect another restless spirit. They don’t expect a sealed chamber. They don’t expect names carved into plaster. And they certainly don’t expect resistance from the living. As briny tears stain the walls and whispers grow more urgent, the women uncover evidence of a long-buried crime tied to Savannah’s 1950s domestic labor force—young Black women who vanished without investigation, without justice, without memorial.

When Lois Grover moves into the Beacon of Hope Assisted Living Center, she fears boredom will consume her, but a fellow resident soon invites her to a secret meeting of the Twilight Society. This quirky group of elderly residents, with a variety of skills, talents, and expertise, helps lost souls, tethered to the world of the living, by solving the mysteries keeping them from moving on. The center itself—a historic colonial mansion that has functioned as a hospital, a school, and a sanitarium—possesses mysteries of its own that both help and hinder the society's investigations.

When Sue persuades her husband to purchase a Victorian estate outside Branson, Missouri—rumored to conceal the lost treasure of Civil War bushwhacker Alf Bolin—she expects a festive renovation project. She does not expect a body in the upstairs bedroom. Nor does she expect the woods below the house to whisper. As Ellen, Sue, and Tanya prepare to restore the 1918 mansion over the Christmas holidays, they quickly discover the haunting isn’t harmless. A volatile sprite stalks the halls, guards the surrounding Murder Rocks, and makes one thing terrifyingly clear: The treasure stays buried.

When Ellen, Sue, and Tanya travel to Hot Springs, Arkansas, to cleanse a seemingly mischievous Airbnb, they expect misplaced keys and flickering lights—not ancient voices rising from the natural springs. But when Ellen begins hearing words in Cherokee—words she’s never learned yet somehow understands—the case takes a darker turn. The water speaks of a curse. Of treasure. Of something buried beneath the Ouachita Mountains long before the bathhouses, before the wax museums, before Al Capone’s tunnels carved through the earth.

When Ellen, Sue, and Tanya escape to a historic beachfront mansion in Biloxi, Mississippi, they expect margaritas on the balcony and sunsets over the Gulf—not a violent haunting. From the moment they arrive, something in the house makes its presence known. Objects shift. Doors slam. The air turns ice cold. And the spirit tethered to the property is not a gentle soul seeking peace. He is angry. As the women dig into the home’s past, they uncover ties to one of the Gulf Coast’s darkest chapters: organized crime, orphan exploitation, and the shadowy reign of the Dixie Mafia.

When the Ford Motor Company contacts Ghost Healers, Inc. with an urgent request, Ellen, Sue, and Tanya travel to Greenfield Village in Dearborn, Michigan, where tourists have begun hearing disembodied voices near the historic Farris Windmill. What starts as a haunting quickly spirals into something far more dangerous. A shadow in a black hat. A voice from a phonograph. A plea for help from beyond the grave. As the trio digs into the village’s history, they uncover a connection to Thomas Edison—one that involves guilt, ambition, and a secret experiment that should never have been attempted.

Olympus has spoken. Ellie Beaufort is no longer hidden in a castle—she’s been exiled to a Texas ranch with the very gods who can’t decide whether to love her or resent her. Phobos and Deimos have lost their powers. Cupid carries the weight of guilt. And Ellie is trapped in the middle—again.

Psyche, a young woman of extraordinary beauty, fights for her life after her father, the king of Kythira, returns from the Oracle at Delphi and sacrifices her to a fearsome dragon to save his kingdom. But this dragon hides more than sharp teeth and fire; he harbors a secret that binds him to her in ways she cannot yet understand.

When Ellen, Sue, and Tanya are hired to help design a bed and breakfast on a newly reemerged island, they expect local legends and quirky folklore—not bodies. But before construction even begins, a young woman’s corpse surfaces near Antelope Island. Then another is discovered in the mud of Jensen Island, weighted down and hidden. As the women investigate, they uncover a chilling history: a long-vanished bridge, serial deaths from the 1890s, a mysterious journal that has gone missing, and a pattern of suicides exactly thirteen years apart at the nearby Bigelow Hotel.

When a young family inherits a stunning mountain home outside Telluride, Colorado, they believe they’ve found paradise—six thousand square feet of glass and timber perched above a snow-draped valley. Instead, they inherit the nightmares. Every night, armed men drag them from their beds. Every night, they are forced into the snow at gunpoint and marched into the dark. Desperate for answers, they call Ellen, Sue, and Tanya.

Born from Zeus’s own mind and forged in defiance, Athena quickly proves herself a warrior and strategist unmatched on Olympus. But when her path collides with Prometheus—the noble Titan who once defied the gods—wisdom gives way to something far more dangerous. Love. As Olympus rebuilds after war, Athena finds herself torn between loyalty to her father and her growing devotion to the one being bold enough to challenge him. Prometheus believes in a future where gods rule with compassion. Zeus believes in power secured at any cost. And Athena stands between them.

When mournful piano music begins drifting through the main dining hall of Beacon of Hope Assisted Living, Lois Grover is the first to hear it. The haunting melody plays only at night—and no one sits at the piano when the staff rushes in to investigate. But Lois sees her. A young woman in a skirt and heels, her fingers gliding over invisible keys.

Fleeing her overbearing mother, Persephone tumbles through a hidden chasm and lands at the gates of the Underworld. Sneaking past Cerberus, she finds refuge among a group of eccentric shades who inhabit the seers' pit of Tartarus.

Denise Walker never meant to fall for her physics professor. Markos Nadir is brilliant, intense, and strangely familiar. He speaks of space-time as though it’s fragile—bendable. Reversible. He believes the universe is not as fixed as it seems. And when he looks at Denise, it’s as though he’s already lost her once. Their connection feels inevitable. Deeper than attraction. Stronger than coincidence. He understands her grief. Her father’s depression. The loneliness she never speaks aloud.

In The Nightmare Collection, love is not soft or safe. It bends time. It disturbs the past. It fractures identity. A grieving professor refuses to accept fate—and will rewrite time itself for the woman he cannot lose. A neighbor’s confession of obsession pulls a woman into a dangerous story that may not be finished. An archaeologist falls for the only man standing between her and the buried truth of her ancestors. These are stories of devotion under pressure.

For eighteen years, Hecate lived in peace, but now war shatters her world. Given to Zeus for safekeeping, she is betrayed, bound to servitude as his Cinderwitch. Even when the war ends, her freedom does not. Instead, she is sent to the Underworld, a silent shadow in Queen Persephone’s court. Yet one light remains—Hermes, the quick-witted trickster who moves between realms, bringing laughter to the world of the dead. He has her heart, though no one has his.