Cozy Women Sleuths Supernatural

An accidental journey through a magic mirror. A portal to an enchanted land. A mysterious family she never knew she had. Hayden's life is upended with the wonder of Destiny Falls. But it is tainted by the danger that brought her here and that threatens her newfound family. Can Hayden and her sassy sidekick remove the threat, so that she can begin her magical new life in this captivating world?

Everything is going just great for Jill Gooder. Whoops! Spoke too soon. What's in the black box?

Rising up against the beautiful backdrop of the Blue Ridge Mountains, the Biltmore Estate is a magnificent mansion in Asheville, North Carolina, built as a summer home for George Washington Vanderbilt II - yes, of those Vanderbilts - during the Gilded Age. Nowadays, it's the site of an annual craft fair. Unfortunately, it's also about to become a crime scene....

There's nothing like experiencing delayed "magical-puberty" at midlife, but that's where I am. One world-altering secret revealed and my safety bubble snapped into thin air. Discovering I'm the next descendant in a long line of witches was eventful enough, but it's nothing compared to finding out that I'm also the only half-fae-hybrid in existence. At least it got my mind off my divorce. Now, with my newfound abilities, the impossible seems possible and the world around me has come to life in ways I never imagined.

Although this isn't the life Lexie would have chosen, all is going well. At least until Lexie is fired and her deranged ex-boyfriend tries to kidnap her. Deciding that it's better to accept a mysterious inheritance from a great aunt she's never heard of rather than end up kept in a cage as her ex's pet poodle, Lexie packs up and heads to Kansas. So, what if she has to go by a new name and live in a town that she can't find on a map? Unfortunately, once she arrives in her new hometown, everyone there seems just a tad off-kilter, and Lexie's cousin insists the citizens are magical.

When their beloved godmother, Letty, dies suddenly, the Concordia sisters converge on the beach town of Sarasota, Florida, to mourn the passing of the woman who raised them. While there, they must scatter her ashes as instructed and decide what to do with her consignment shop, One Woman's Junk.

A mysterious portal has opened up in town . . . and for once, Francie isn't the one responsible. It's just a run-of-the-mill portal to an alternate dimension, right? Nothing to worry about. Except when a rare book dealer turns up dead and Lizzie is the number one suspect. Despite an ironclad alibi, there's a hundred witnesses who swear they saw Lizzie at the scene of the crime. Just who—or what—is coming out of that portal? And can Francie stop it before it invites more of its friends to cross over?

Field reporter Lee Barrett is not happy that her hours are being cut back at WICH-TV, although it is nice to spend more time volunteering with Aunt Ibby, a research librarian. But Lee's least favorite task is going up to the stacks, a spooky, seldom-frequented upper section of the library. On this day she has good reason to be afraid - she finds a dead man, surrounded by hundreds of scattered books and torn-out pages. Her police detective beau, Pete Mondello, is soon on the scene, and the deceased is identified as a former minor league baseball player - and ex-con....

Lin Coffin and her new business partner, Leonard, have started a landscaping business on the island of Nantucket, Massachusetts. One evening while reviewing a new project, Lin's dog digs in a pile of dirt in the new client's yard and finds a bone. When Lin goes to see what the little creature has found, she sees the ghost of her ancestor watching her and knows that the bone must be human.

Yes. I'm the daughter of the infamous couple, June Heal and Oscar Park. One teeny weeny problem, I'm a mortal. Yep. I guess I got my granny Darla's DNA. Good news! I might not have spiritual powers but I have a mean set of baking skills. I'm delighted to be moving out of Whispering Falls, where y'all know I can't live since I'm mortal, and to Celestial Falls, another small Southern town where I'm opening Heavenly Desserts. Of course, The Marys wouldn't let me leave unless I took my new kitten with me.

A singer silenced. The fate of St. Mo's Amusement pier is rocked by political waves. Can Twizzie unmask the killer and save her home? Tommy Neptune was the hit of the show, his voice the best they'd ever heard. When Twiz and Chaz discover the star of the new musical dead, Twiz finds herself following the tune of another mystery. The death is just another note in Star Sinclair's samba about the town's biggest eyesore. The town council's chairperson hasn't given up her plans to destroy the town's amusement pier.

The Concordia sisters, owners of the One Woman's Junk consignment shop, are up to their eyeballs in trouble as they try to help their friends, solve a murder and plan a wedding. All while managing not to kill each other, offend any of their wacky clientele, or wreck their own love lives.

Ever since I was little, unusual things have happened around me. But nothing quite as strange as a wild polar bear coming to my rescue and telling me I'm a witch. Even though I grew up a California girl, the unexplored tundra of the Great North has called to me since childhood. On her visits, my grandmother would tell me stories of magical creatures and great battles fought in the vast cold. A place that is all white on the surface, but underneath is as awash with secrets as colorful as the night sky.

Running One Woman's Junk consignment shop, with its constant stream of quirky characters stopping in, is a lot for Winnie and her sisters Bea and Amanda to contend with. So is dealing with each other.

If there was one thing I'd learned over the last few months, it was that absolutely nothing lasted forever. Which was probably why I'd been so surprised when Hunter announced he was staying in Portland. I couldn't help but think, and hope, that it had something to do with me, a 40-year-old divorcee who was half witch and half fae.

Someone just crashed into Sunray's Auto Shop. Except it wasn't an accident. It was murder. Amateur witch and sleuth Victoria Fox should be used to this by now. But then another murder happens.

Two mysteries, one from her far distant past of over 70 years ago and one for the future and a dire prediction from her grandniece Glinda, a psychic, that will affect not only Spookie and its inhabitants, but the whole world. Mysterious bones are unearthed in the ground behind Luke’s Hardware Store, and Frank and the sheriff are determined to find out whose bones they are, and how the victim died - even though whatever happened occurred over 70 years ago.

Pebble Cove is not the sleepy coastal town Rosemary remembers from her childhood. Ghosts are everywhere. But apparently only she can see them. When Rosemary Woodmere inherits her estranged grandmother's Victorian teahouse, she doesn't expect to also inherit a ghost named Asher from the 1920s. Things get weirder for Rosemary. Her grandma was supposedly murdered. A body has washed up on the beach and the police suspect her in the man's murder. She's trying to navigate her newfound ability to talk to ghosts. And she doesn't even know the first thing about tea.

Between her regular job in Afterlife Arrivals, training for her second job with IA, her community service on The Bus of Death, GA meetings, taking care of her housemates, and every other ghostly commitment in between, Bridget Sway is already stretched pretty thin. Then, her best friend, Sabrina, drops a bombshell. Sabrina thinks she was murdered. And, in the afterlife, murdered dead people usually turn into homicidal maniac dead people. Despite that, Sabrina thinks if they can work out who killed her, then she might be able to get the closure she needs.

Stranded on Badlands Island, Imogen Banks is driving herself crazy looking for her brother. So, when the spell-casting baker's friends suggest they escape for a luxurious dragon spa treatment, she doesn't need a second invitation. But her hopes for coastal romance with Hank fall flat when a resort guest turns up roasted in the sand.