Cozy Science Fiction

After over two hundred years, Peter Shaughnessy is ready to die and end this cycle. But thanks to a youthful encounter with one o’ them folk in his native Ireland, he can’t. Instead, he’s cursed to wander eternally far from home, with the ability to see ghosts and talk to plants. Immortality means Peter has lost everyone he’s ever loved. And so he centers his life on the dead—until his wandering brings him to Harrington, Ohio. As he searches for a vengeful spirit, Peter’s drawn into the townsfolk’s lives, homes and troubles.

Ivy Morgan and Jack Harker have been through the worst the world has to throw at them…and they’ve come out stronger and more in love on the other side. They’ve finally reached their happily ever after. They just have a few mysteries to survive before they embrace the big finale. This three-book omnibus includes: Wicked Honeymoon, Wicked Whispers, and Wicked Forever.

My name is Nora Black. I'm over 50 and enjoying my life to the fullest. That is, when I'm not worried about graying hair, low back pain, allergies, and a psychic gift that sometimes stinks. When police officer Reese McKay asks me to use my aroma-mojo to look into the "accidental drowning" of her black-sheep cousin, I can't turn her away. Especially now that she's become a friend.

Stormy has her hands full with gnome shifters and her old high school nemesis, so a missing person’s case isn’t something she’s looking forward to. She has no choice but to dig, though. Her conscience won’t allow the alternative. Stormy might be new at the magic contest, but she understands winning. When another person disappears, she realizes she’s playing the wrong game.

Hannah Hickok is at a crossroads in her life. She’s single, out of a job, and living in an apartment she absolutely hates in a suburb of Detroit. All that changes when she receives a registered letter and finds out she’s inherited a performance town. Casper Creek is located in Kentucky, on top of a small mountain, and is fashioned after notorious towns from the old west. Workers dress up, man the saloon, and put on a variety of performances several times a day. A city girl, Hannah is out of her element. She’s determined to give it a shot, though.

The danger is rising, but this time, Holly is ready. It's a nightmare as old as time; creepy wraiths swirling in the shadows, waiting to strike unsuspecting humans. Following a disruption of their power, the vampires are more restless than ever and looking for one more fight. When a young witch in need of asylum shows up at the Beechwood Manor, Holly can't turn her away. But when the trouble nipping at the witch's heels follows her through the manor's front door, she might be the last guest Holly and Adam ever check in.

Running a paranormal inn is going to run Holly right out of her mind. The ink on the contracts is dried and the first batch of guests are set to arrive. There's no turning back. But when a dead body shows up in the flower beds the morning before opening day, it's going to take all hands - and paws - on deck to set things right. Will the opening of the inn be the start to a new chapter or the ending of the whole book?

A reality dating show is filming next door to our rental digs, and besides the giggly pool parties and late night soirees, things are tolerable. At least, until a contestants goes belly - and fabulous ball gown - up in the pool. Suddenly, our vacation suddenly takes a backseat to a murder investigation.

Welcome to Enchanted Enclave, where coffee, chaos, and cauldrons are a way of life. Eliza is looking forward to things getting back to normal on her return from the paranormal world, but she doesn't expect "normal" to include another dead body showing up in the coffee shop. When Aunt Lucy is revealed to be the prime suspect, Eliza, Kaillie, and Leanne expect her to throw a fit, but instead she seemingly refuses to do anything to clear her name. Eliza and her cousins set out to do it for her, but that's not the only strange occurrence in Enchanted Enclave.

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.

Sarah Anderson thought she'd seen it all in Rosewood Hollow—from solving a century-old murder with a ghost named Amelia to tracking down stolen sapphires with her telepathic Papillon, Pixie. But this Christmas, death darkens her door once again when a newcomer is found murdered at the local bookstore. With her best friend Lily as the prime suspect, Sarah and Pixie must put their hard-earned sleuthing skills to the test.

Mallory's client is relying on her to solve an inconvenient murder, and her stomach won't stop grumbling. Thankfully, she's got a team of magical and human friends to help her find the culprit...and slip her snacks to stave off a devilish hunger. But she's also got a secret weapon: a wicked clever bloodhound with a nose for the bad guys.

The clues come together slowly, and when the end comes, the enemy is someone no one saw coming. What happens when the face of evil looks like a victim? And, more importantly, what happens when all of the lies are eradicated and Poet is stripped bare and forced to tell the truth?

With her vintage clothing store taking off, Lily Ivory is finding that life in San Francisco suits her just fine. But her ability to sense vibrations from the past, so useful in locating secondhand gems, has landed her in the middle of a new mystery.... Lily gets called away from Aunt Cora's Closet when the police need a witch's take on a strange case. Malachi Zazi was stabbed to death in his apartment.

Northelm Boarding School on Lake Placid has the worst bully of all - a demon by the name of Hatchet Jack. M.J. Holliday, along with her partners Gilley and the handsome Dr. Steven Sable, are ready to send him back to the portal from whence he came. The school's summer construction, an uncooperative dean, and the very tempting Dr. Delicious are all trying to distract M.J. from her ghost hunting.

When the lead actress is found dead on a set staged to replicate the room where suspected witches were tried in 1692—and her on-screen lover, in full costume, is discovered sound asleep in her trailer—the hunt is on for a killer on the loose. Now, even with help from River's entire coven, Lee's Aunt Ibby, and O'Ryan, a clairvoyant gentleman cat, sorting out a witch's brew of secrets, sorcery, and special effects might turn Lee's documentary into her own final act . . .

Just married, Lee and her husband, Detective Sergeant Pete Mondello, are settling into their new home when Lee is dubbed WICH-TV's new "Historical Documentary Chief Executive." Her first subject is the brand-new Salem International Museum, slated to be a location for traveling blockbuster exhibits, starting with "Seafaring New England." From research to collecting artifacts of Salem's long-ago days as a shipping capital, the project is a challenge—but when the driver of a truckload of antiquities turns up dead under a pile of fall leaves, it's not quite the kind of challenge Lee expected.

Between brewing magically spiced treats at Honeybee Bakery and volunteering with a local conservation group, Katie Lightfoot barely has time to see her firefighter boyfriend, Declan McCarthy, much less delve further into her destiny as a witch. But avoiding her fate won't be as easy as whipping up a new recipe-especially when Katie finds herself once again mixed up in murder.

Lumi Northrop is a powerful guardian of the north - the North Star Reindeer Sanctuary, that is. When Rudolph vanishes the week before Christmas, Lumi is thrust from the peace and quiet of her family's farm, into the magical town of Holiday Haven to help find him. Lumi quickly discovers that Rudolph isn't the only local celebrity who's gone missing. Jack Frost is also MIA, just days before his coronation as the next Frost King.

Despite the rumors, I'm definitely not a witch, my VHS tapes are not cursed, and renting one absolutely will not hurt anyone. Unless they forget to return it on time—late fees are killer. Kidding! As a werewolf, I can smell everyone's emotions. Guilt stinks like rotten fish, happiness is citrusy, and buttery popcorn...well, that's just my snack. But it's all too overwhelming. To make matters worse, a visitor ends up dead in front of my video rental shop and rumors spread fast. Gossiping ghosts and busybody vampires claim my movies magically murdered him.