Boudin, Bourbon, and Barbecue

Lady Luck missed her flight to Dublin. My enemies, however, did not. All I need to do is stay alive until my 45th birthday, and then the rest of my life will be mine to screw up without the help of my family’s curse. A couple rogue vampires and the hottest man I’ve ever laid eyes on will do everything they can to derail my plans. Okay, maybe I don’t mind the hot man so much. Hopefully the ancestors will help a sister out for the next 36 hours. Midlife isn’t supposed to be this dangerous.

Gwen Carter is pissed. After gaining a second magical disability, the last thing she needs is a summons to her hometown of freaking Hoodoo, Texas. After accepting an inheritance too complicated to refuse, it goes from bad to "oh crap" when she witnesses a horrifying murder by black magic. As Gwen climbs higher on the suspect list, she’s terrified that she has yet to break the family curse.

Hoodoo, Texas, a town overflowing with vampires, root workers, werewolves, and… me. Folks may tolerate my Thor hand, the daily chats with spirits, and general crankiness. But last night’s monstrous makeover might finally be a step too far. My new boyfriend is sexy as sin, keeping more secrets than a politician, and is moving his non-human behind into my haunted Victorian mansion. Of course, he blames the new living arrangement on someone wanting me dead—again.