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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 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.

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.

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?

For the first time, best-selling authors Trim and Julka are offering the first four books in their bestselling Dark Warrior Alliance series at a large discount. If you like hot paranormal warriors who love their strong mates and are devoted to protecting the Tehrex Realm and humans against the dangerous, evil demons and their skirm, these books are for you.

Breslin Tarakesh isn’t your typical vampire princess. She loves designer clothes and bling but is at home in her fighting leathers with her sais in hand. Court politics are not her thing, and she eschews everything to do with the simpering suck-ups who want to use her family to gain favor. She’s meant for more than elaborate crowns and parties. She wasn’t given the power to wield fire simply to light candles. She prefers frying demons instead.

Ramiel, a newly-appointed Angel of Retribution, is out for his pound of flesh... demon flesh. When his charge Isobel is kidnapped and taken to the Underworld he is determined to get her back, no matter the cost. Even ally with a Fallen Angel, the antithesis of everything he fights for. Their mission places them in the Inner Circles of Hell and pulls Rami to the razor's edge of passion with Zakara. If the challenges of the Underworld don't destroy him, succumbing to her seductive touch could be his fatal mistake.

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.

Book three continues the Twisted Sisters' magical misadventures.... Marie Leveau ups the anty while the sisters balance cocktail parties, seances, second-line parades, and possessions.

Lawson Scott has been a prisoner for three years. He's been subjected to torture, degradation, and numerous tests by humans wanting shifter blood. He's convinced he will spend the remainder of his life chained to a wall until sexy scientist Liv Kimbro is assigned to his case.

Unwilling to yield to the sisters, The Voodoo Queen strikes again. With the help of the convergence of power, she's shuttled an army of Dark Fae from Eidothea to New Orleans for her next nefarious scheme. Aided by the Fae, Marie Leveau intends to bring back a loa, but not before she manages to kidnap two of the sisters as well.

When Dahlia is suddenly thrust into the future during a seemingly ordinary meeting, the sisters find themselves at a loss. Lia is haunted by visions of murder, but no one knows who they can turn to for help. With a persnickety siren demanding an under-the-sea-themed birthday party, the sisters could just dive deeper into conch shells, seahorses, and starfish. But when a dead woman is dumped on a busy road, it seems hunting for a killer none of them can identify is now their most important job.

Wolf shifter, Ryan Scott, likes to walk on the wild side. He craves freedom and independence like no other. So when Ryan feels the symptoms of turning Ravin, he relishes his newfound power and strength. Granted, his body doesn't look the same but he sees nothing wrong with the disease inflicted upon aging shifters. He doesn't want or need the treatment that can cure him. When his family throws him into a cell, forcing him to accept their help, Ryan revolts.

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.

Rumor has it that midlife is for drinking wine, traveling, and discovering the joy of life. But there's no rest for the wicked. Or for a Fae-witch hybrid like myself. Danger follows me everywhere - even to the grocery store - as the evil entity continues to stalk supernaturals in Cottlehill Wilds. But I barely have time to worry about that now that the Fae Queen is dead. My bad. No, seriously. I let my power loose and it took over.

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.

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Bolstered by their boosted defenses, the sisters lead the charge to create a new council for the paranormals of New Orleans. With their powers combined, the committee can stop Marie Leveau from ever terrorizing the city again. But first, they must stop her and the loa or the consequences will be dire. The sisters' lives are on the line, and this uphill battle to dethrone the Voodoo Queen could scorch the entire city.

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?

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.