Mystical Midlife in Maine Book 1
Divorce comes as a relief when you discover your husband is a walking cliche and having an affair with a woman half your age. When life gives you
lemons... give yourself a magical makeover!
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 hundred and seventy-five 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.
But I have to make the best of this mess for the sake of my children. And I refuse to give my ex the
satisfaction of knowing he literally drove me crazy.
I didn't mind rolling with the punches... I just never imagined those hits would come in the form of magic.
Witches, shifters, and Fae don't exist, right?
This new world I've discovered is dangerous. The Tainted want to kill me, innocent paranormals want my help,
and the son of Hades needs me to find demons.
Give me an Ibuprofen and watch out. I'm not about to stand by and let someone else ruin my life. I'm a
middle-aged woman on a brand-new mission, and nothing's going to stop me.
Mystical Midlife in Maine Book 2
I’m ditching my Spanx, owning my laugh lines and ready for anything.
I’ve been asked to find a missing ghost and her enchanted sewing machine. Myrna is still out there
causing problems and killing witches. And a member of my new coven is missing. Of course, I’m expected to fix it all.
I’m a middle-aged mom and multitasker extraordinaire, so this should be easy. I want to throat punch
whoever made that saying up. There is nothing simple about tackling ten problems at once, even if they’re mundane ones.
Before I can get to my growing to-do list, I'm smack dab in the middle of a demon invasion. And,
just my luck, the sexy son of Hades is back in the Underworld and not there with his mystical mojo.
To stop to the Tainted from destroying my town, I’ve got to face my fears and leap without a safety
net. But, don’t worry. I’ve got this. After all, I’m raising a teenaged daughter on my own.
There is no sign that things will settle anytime soon. Apparently, the new status quo is being in
the thick of it again and again with turmoil at every turn. I’m going to need another glass of wine.
MYSTICAL MIDLIFE IN MAINE BOOK 3
Hot flashes? They're nothing when you have a Hellmouth to create...
Demons are overrunning my hometown of Camden, but they're messing with the wrong peri-menopausal
witch. After twenty years with my ex, delivering supernatural smack-downs is my pleasure.
But my to-do list is growing and I've more to tackle than just these demons. A ghoul needs my help,
and I still have Objects of Power to locate. Ghostly invaders have taken over the private dimension my familiar needs to gather with her kind, and I promised my best friend she'd have a familiar
of her own so I need to find a way to evict these wayward phantasms and keep my word.
Oh, and my son arrives for a visit from college and discovers my secrets. And it turns out he has a
whopper of his own.
Then, just when I think I may never get a chance to cool off in front of my freezer ever again, a
simple trip to the grocery store ends with me in the hospital fighting for my life.
Do I miss my old, predictable life? Not for one second. I may be on the brink, but I'm still
determined to own my new power. And I'm going to prove to everyone that Hattie didn't make a mistake by naming me her heir.
MYSTICAL MIDLIFE IN MAINE BOOK 4
Popcorn strands, holly berries, and twinkly lights. Add a little magic and the holiday season will be perfect, right?
'Tis the season and I'm setting the stage. But even with all the trimmings, I know better than to think everything will run smoothly.
I've promised an invitation to Fate and it's never a good idea to keep such a powerful being waiting, but my festive frenzy keeps getting interrupted.
Removing curses and humoring carolers are the last things I should be doing when I've also just learned that I have to make room at the Yule Dinner table.
For whom? Oh, just Hades, God of the freaking Underworld and father of the man in my bed.
I didn't have time for the normal chaos in my life, but this is a new extreme. It's impossible to make a good impression when I barely remember my name.
My power is hours away from turning me into a vegetable, my house is a mess, and suddenly my ex-husband has some demands of his own.
Not today, Satan.
Nothing will ruin these holidays for me and my family.
SAGGY BUT WITTY IN CRESCENT CITY
MYSTICAL MIDLIFE IN MAINE BOOK 5
Vampires with a
vendetta. The Queen of Voodoo. Nasty necromancers. Just another day in my life.
If you need a magical mystery solved, apparently I'm your gal. As the go-to private detective for
the supernatural community, I've got every shifter, fae, and ghoul knocking on my door. Now the local vampires have decided to test me by leaving a dead shifter in a public park.
Ever handled a pack of shifters looking for revenge? It's not pretty. And right now, I don't have
the time to settle a feud. I have to get to New Orleans and find a necromancer to help me pull my ghoul's soul from the other side. In classic mom fashion, I put my foot down and force the
vampires to give up the killer so I can finally head out of town.
The Crescent City springs more surprises on me than a jack-in-the-box and I'm on a roll from the
moment we touch down. I accidentally unleash centuries-old magic on a plantation owned by six mundie sisters, and then I'm off and running through the swamps just to evade demons and more
vampires.
After I'm forced to seek the help of the infamous Marie Leveau, I'm officially fed up. My best
friend is fighting for her life, and by the time I get to the necromancer, I have to stop one of the Houdun Loa from hijacking my attempt to bring Selene's spirit across.
Whatever happens next, I've made it clear to every magical being in bayou country why it's a very
bad idea to underestimate me.
MYSTICAL MIDLIFE IN MAINE BOOK 6
A poltergeist filled with rage. A frightened elf. And a familiar whose life is on the line. Easy peasy, right?
The magical world has caught on that I am the go-to witch for solving supernatural problems. Too bad they have no consideration when I've got my own to deal with.
After returning my ghoul’s soul to her, I should have been on a high. Instead, life slammed my feet back to the ground when my familiar was nearly killed during our visit to Stuleros.
To top that off, Nana has been acting odd. She’s always been sassy and sarcastic. Now she's spewing venom and shutting everyone out. My mom insists she’s coming to terms with Nana being at the end of her life, but I'm not ready to believe that.
With my to-do list firmly in hand, I'm on a mission to get the old Nana back, heal Tarja, and exorcise a poltergeist while saving the elf it was threatening.
What does it say about me that all of this has my blood pumping and my body singing with excitement? Never mind, don't answer that. I'm living my best life and loving every crisis-filled minute no matter what anyone else thinks.
MYSTICAL MIDLIFE IN MAINE BOOK 7
A Fae forged weapon. Mysterious Murders. And a run-in with my ex-husband
and his new wife. Seems as if Fate has it in for me.
When I get a call about the mysterious deaths of two paranormals, I'm pulled back to the last place I ever want to be: the city I fled after my nasty divorce. The magical world depends on me to
solve its problems, and this one time, I truly resent it.
Of course, my arrival couldn't go unnoticed, and now I'm facing a lawsuit for alimony while the lives of those I love the most are on the line.
The evil behind Myrna's previous treachery resurfaces, making me question everything. Nothing is as it seems, though. I certainly didn't expect to find myself on a mission to prove my
ex-husband's new wife is not a murderer.
Joined by a flamboyant baker, a talented dwarf, and some very fierce pixies, I'm prepared for battle. But I'd be lying if I said I felt confident. Too many important things are now on the
chopping block, and for the first time since getting my magic from Hattie, I'm afraid of failing everyone who is relying on me.
MYSTICAL MIDLIFE IN MAINE BOOK 8
Being held prisoner is just the beginning of my descent into despair. It's the poison and the desperate escape that seal the deal.
The stakes are higher than ever when I wake up tied to a strange table. Once I have my bearings, I realize that the Dark witch battling me
from the very beginning may very well have finally won our war. My morale is low as I'm helpless to fight her, and soon I find myself on the brink.
Anything could happen this time, and I'm fully prepared. My nursing skills are rusty, but when I need them most, I discover they aren't entirely lost. Surgically removing demonic stones isn't my
idea of a good time, but I have to do whatever I can to ensure that evil does not win.
To top it off I still have to rescue my mate, and I can't do that alone. Thank goodness I have the help of my best friend, my dragon, and a dwarf.
UNDERWORLD FRIGHTS & SLEEPLESS NIGHTS
MYSTICAL MIDLIFE IN MAINE BOOK 9
In the face of the most powerful creature
I've ever encountered, everything that matters is on the line. Including my life...
When I discover the Dark witch that holds my mate hostage, I must work through my anger to save Aidoneus before it's too late. That's easier said than done since I'm compelled to seek the help of
his father, Hades. Let's face it, the God of the Underworld doesn't think I'm good enough for his son.
Before I can face off with Hades, Stella and I are forced to venture beyond the Underworld to a place where no one escapes - not even the most powerful of the gods. Taking on the dangers of
Tartarus tests my magical abilities and leaves us hanging on by a thread. Unfortunately for us, the return trip is not for the weak or the weary. Our fragile human bodies may not survive, and for
the first time since I became a witch it's clear that I'm burning the candle at both ends.
MYSTICAL MIDLIFE IN MAINE BOOK 10
At this point in my life, I don't need help forgetting things. I just wish I could remember how I wound up being accused of murder...
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.
The next thing I know, Todd's asking questions about dead mundies while his wife and I are arrested for murder. Locked up with memory loss and zero answers is demoralizing and not at all how
Stella and I thought this investigation would end. Our loved ones want to help us put the missing pieces together, but we're quickly growing desperate. Is it worth breaking out before we have a
breakthrough?
MAGICAL HANDS & SILVER STRANDS
MYSTICAL MIDLIFE IN MAINE BOOK 11
A shocking revelation rocks my world as Persephone herself prepares me to expect the unexpected.
A dark cloud looms as I navigate a staggering new development when my mother, our pillar of strength and guidance, vanishes without a trace. In spite of my despair, I’m determined to unravel the
mystery. Instead, I stumble upon a lifeless woman, only to uncover her startling secret: she’s a tribrid with extraordinary attributes of a witch, a vampire, and a shifter. Her very existence
sparks a conflagration of questions, each one more enigmatic than the last.
The search for my mother propels through a treacherous journey into society’s underbelly, where danger lurks at every turn. Amidst the chaos, my loyal familiar and steadfast companion suddenly
goes into labor. Desperate to save her unborn babies, I am now out of options and in a race against time. I call on Hades for assistance, hoping that he will hold the key.
As the stakes rise and precious time is lost, I face a heart-wrenching choice: save my mother or safeguard the lives of the newborn familiars. The line between life and death has never been so
thin, and I must summon every ounce of my magic and my courage to make my way through this wickedly fated web. Can I unlock the power within to rescue those I hold dear before it’s too
late?
MYSTICAL MIDLIFE IN MAINE BOOK 12
Well, well, well, isn't my life just a magical joyride? Here I am, a middle-aged witch, minding my own supernatural business when bam! Fate throws not one but two curveballs my way.
I'd love to slow down long enough to adjust to the news that I'm carrying Aidon's twins, but that's not an option. A case I can't refuse is dropped into my lap, and I'll do whatever it takes to help a pair of frantic shifter parents find their missing daughter. After all, if a pack of shifters can't track one of their own, something sinister must be afoot.
Armed with our magical prowess, my bestie Stella and I quickly run into the roadblock that frustrated the shifters. The clues are confusing, but every road of this merry chase leads us to a certain Dark witch. You know, the one I thought my dear old father-in-law Hades had under control.
With the child's life on the line, I have no choice but to force a very confrontational family reunion. But getting to the bottom of this mystery doesn't end there, and with every step I take it seems a new trap awaits me. The clock is ticking, hope is fading, and the path forward has never been more dangerous. But helping the shifters is the right thing to do, and I don't know how to quit. Will it be triumph or failure waiting for me at the end of this wild wolf chase?
ENCHANTED TATTOOS & LOST FOOLS
MYSTICAL MIDLIFE IN MAINE BOOK 13
You might think my midlife adventures couldn't get any wilder. But you would be wrong...
Buckle up. You're in for a ride! One minute, Stella and I are getting matching BFF tattoos, and the next, I wake up alone on a secluded beach.
Not exactly the relaxing getaway I had in mind.
As it turns out, I'm on Obsidian Isle, a mystical rock in the middle of nowhere. Magic here? It's a hot mess, like my hormones or my first attempt at a soufflé. But as they say, when life gives you broken magic, you... trek through a jungle to find your best friend! I was expecting to find Stella in a mess of bugs and thorny vines. Instead, I discover a group of people who've been lost on this island for decades.
If only that's where the oddities ended.
And reuniting with Stella isn't all fruity drinks and beautiful sunsets. Before we know it, we're facing off with demons and negotiating with trolls just to find food, all the while dodging the Tainted witch, Lyra.
Grab your broomstick -- or at the very least, a sturdy walking stick -- and join us on this magical rollercoaster. Can we escape this enchanting mess and get back to reality? Well, probably. But where's the fun in that?
MYSTICAL MIDLIFE IN MAINE BOOK 14
Well here we go again, folks. Another day, another supernatural crisis to avert. As a middle-aged witch with a knack for trouble, you know I'm not catching any breaks in this enchanted world. Lucky for me I've got my partner in magical crime by my side, and we're ready to tackle whatever the universe throws our way...
When the local sheriff, who just happens to be my best friend Stella's husband, stumbles into my humble abode begging for our expertise, we know we're in for a wild ride. A poor old lady just vanished into thin air with a bunch of mundies for witnesses. The authorities don't know what to make of the reports, but at least Stella's hubby knows all about keeping the mundanes from discovering our magical world. But that means he has to put us on the case.
Off we trot, broomsticks practically itching to take flight, as we embark on a journey that leads us straight into the heart of Salem. Did you really expect this witchy adventure to unfold anywhere else?
As it turns out, this isn't a run-of-the-mill missing person case. Oh, no. We stumble upon a plot so wicked it would make Maleficent blush. A goddess with a vendetta, a sheriff with a secret, and an unexpected threat to my unborn babes are just the beginning. Talk about a party.
Grab your wands and buckle up, because we're about to show the supernatural world why you should never underestimate witches on a mission.
MYSTICAL MIDLIFE IN MAINE BOOK 15
Get ready for a wild ride, because things just got a whole lot more magical—and complicated—for this middle-aged witch! On top of gearing up for motherhood with triplets, I'm also diving into the world of supernatural sleuthing with my partner-in-crime, Stella.
When Stella's mom vanishes from her retirement community, it's clear she didn’t just wander away. It’s up to us to dust off our detective skills and unravel the mystery. Little did we know, we'd
stumble upon a siren's wicked scheme to use Stella's mom as leverage against none other than yours truly.
Now, I've got retirement homes, tricky spells, and a siren's revenge on my already full plate—all while trying not to stumble over my baby bump! Can I uncover the truth before my due date? Grab
your wine and join us for an enchanting adventure that will leave you laughing and crying! What can I say? Hormones are a bitch.
MYSTICAL MIDLIFE IN MAINE BOOK 16
Is there ever a typical day in my life? Not with dark magic, ghostly invasions, and impending motherhood on the agenda...
Hi, I'm Phoebe, and my weekend plans just got hijacked by a rogue poltergeist and a supernatural flower-picking expedition. Here's the deal: Persephone has a plan that might just save me and my triplets, but it involves my spouse braving the Underworld to snag a Shadow Orchid -- because apparently our garden variety geraniums just won't cut it.
While my hubby plays hero, I'm stuck dealing with a spectral nightmare named Hattie who has decided my home is the perfect new haunt. And let me be clear that she is not the friendly ghost type. To top it off, my belly is growing faster than my fear of supernatural entities (and that's saying something), and my family's idea of emotional support involves throwing magic spells and herbal teas at every problem.
Just when we think we've got it all under control, Hattie turns my house into Poltergeist Central. Now, with AIdon and my in-laws locked out, it's up to me and my motley crew of magical misfits to fend off dark forces, save my skin, and brew up a storm.
Literally, not just metaphorically.
Grab your popcorn and your protective talismans (or both) and settle in for a tale of magic, mayhem, and maternity. This chapter in my life is proving to be an extra-bumpy ride!
PREGNANCY PAINS & MYSTIC CHAINS
MYSTICAL MIDLIFE IN MAINE BOOK 17
Whoever said "pregnancy is magical" clearly never had to deal with actual magic while pregnant. Trust me, trying to cast spells when your center of gravity has its own zip code is no picnic. But here I am, attempting to save Maine from supernatural disaster while growing three tiny demigods.
Just as I was getting used to my new life of pickle-flavored ice cream and floating prenatal yoga (literally), my nemesis Lyra decides it's the perfect time to unleash chaos. Now I'm stuck on doctor-ordered bedrest, which is as useful as an umbrella in a hurricane when you're a witch with a penchant for trouble.
While my divine baby daddy Aidon and our ragtag magical crew are trying to stop Lyra's latest scheme, I'm left battling heartburn and trying not to turn my well-meaning visitors into toads. (Hormone-induced magic is real, folks, and it's not pretty.)
But when Lyra manages to lure me out with promises of peanut butter-dipped jalapenos and vengeance, I realize this isn't just about my swollen ankles anymore. With more problems emerging and magic surging, I'm in a race against time, contractions, and cosmic forces I barely understand.
Turns out, being a midlife, pregnant witch in the middle of a magical showdown is the ultimate multitasking challenge. Good thing I've got stretch marks and an attitude to prove I'm up for it.
Watch out, Lyra. This magical mama is about to show you why you should never underestimate a witch with pregnancy brain and a score to settle.
BEDREST BLUES & OTHERWORLDLY CLUES
MYSTICAL MIDLIFE IN MAINE BOOK 18
They say pregnancy is magical, but in my case, it's utterly bewitching chaos.
I've faced power-hungry witches, ancient monsters, and supernatural armies—but nothing prepared me for carrying magical triplets while a psychotic supernatural named Lyra hunts us down. Every contraction sends ripples through reality, and my babies aren't even born yet.
Now I'm trapped on magical bed rest, watching my family battle corrupted creatures from behind a shield of pillows while my unborn children levitate the furniture. Did I mention Lyra's also planted magical traps throughout our home, corrupted our protective wards, and is planning some ancient ritual that requires my Pleiades power AND my babies?
Aidon and my family are fighting to keep us safe, but our enemies get stronger each day. As they grow, the triplets' magic is becoming harder to contain—one minute they're creating protective barriers, the next they're accidentally reversing gravity in the living room.
Between otherworldly outbursts, phantom visions, and the looming threat of Lyra's final plan, I need to find a way off this damn bed and back into battle. Because if Lyra succeeds in creating a magical link with my children, we have entirely too much to lose.
The magic that makes us special is suddenly our greatest vulnerability—and my babies haven't even taken their first breath.
MYSTICAL MIDLIFE IN MAINE BOOK 19
I never signed up for magical parasites trying to steal my triplets' powers, but here we are.
Pregnant with three magical babies who each have their own divine gifts? Hard enough. Add in my psychotic enemy Lyra creating parasitic connections to drain their powers before they're even born, and this mama is living a supernatural nightmare of epic proportions.
My husband Aidon's shadows can only defend us so much, and with my entire family working overtime on protection spells and battle plans, we're racing against a divine deadline. Because of course Lyra would time her ultimate power grab to coincide with my labor.
Throw in a mysterious woman named Thalia with a connection to Lyra that nobody saw coming, Forgotten Ones attacking our property, and my unborn children developing powers strong enough to create weather events and magical maps—and I'm having the pregnancy from hell. Literally, since my father-in-law Hades is now involved.
As the celestial alignment approaches and my contractions intensify, I'll need every ounce of my Pleiades magic and the support of my supernatural family to ensure my babies aren't just born—but born free from the parasitic bonds that threaten to make them magical batteries for a power-hungry madwoman.
Turns out these triplets have plans of their own, and Lyra has no idea what she's awakened.
Grab this thrilling paranormal women's fiction novel featuring a pregnant heroine with attitude, powerful magical triplets, and the family willing to tear apart dimensions to protect them today!
NEWBORN CRIES & UNDERWORLD TIES
MYSTICAL MIDLIFE IN MAINE BOOK 20
Just when I thought surviving magical pregnancy and childbirth was the hard part, someone decides my three-month-old triplets would make excellent supernatural snacks.
Between Melaina accidentally melting baby bottles with her heat, Thaniel shorting out every electronic device in a two-block radius, and Nyssa's shadows reaching for things that definitely shouldn't be in a baby's mouth, I've got my hands full. Add a hooded attacker targeting magical infants across New England, and "sleep when the baby sleeps" becomes "sleep when you're not dodging magical assassination attempts."
The worst part? The attacks are coming from inside our own supernatural community. Someone we trust has been playing the long game and upping the stakes to claim my babies as the ultimate jackpot.
With Stella riding shotgun on our investigation, Nana providing tactical support and questionable childcare advice, and my family rallying around three tiny magical weapons of mass destruction, we're about to learn that some betrayals cut deeper than others. Because when you're responsible for protecting the next generation of supernatural badasses, everyone's a suspect—even the people who helped bring them into the world.
Good thing I've got excellent aim, a low tolerance for baby-threatening psychopaths, and a mate who considers "proportional response" more of a suggestion than a rule.
Some people collect stamps. Apparently, I collect enemies who want to steal my children's magic. At least my hobbies keep life interesting.
New mom, new magic, same old tendency to attract homicidal maniacs with delusions of grandeur.