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Life has handed lemons to Eloise Worthington, so she does what she's always done—made herself a margarita. When a villager is discovered dead on the Gods Complex golf course, Eloise wipes off her tanning oil and sets her marshal hat at a jaunty angle, determined to solve the crime and earn enough brownie points to make it through the pearly gates. During the investigation, she tries her best to ignore her growing attraction to Cole, son of Zeus and her self-proclaimed deputy.

Three delinquent monsters with fearsome powers. One girl made of pure sunshine. Can she save this team of misfits? My past? Let's just pretend it never happened. All I want is to spread enough joy to make up for the pain I've caused. So it'd be nice if my unexplainable powers would stop going haywire. When I start blitzing my fellow monsters as well as mortals, the authorities of the supernatural world give me a final chance to avoid banishment.

Eloise Worthington is living her best afterlife. It helps that she was accidentally deposited in the supernatural section where immortals are put out to pasture. As the lone human among gods, witches, and a bevy of other species, it's all too apparent that she and her cat Mischief don't belong, not that Eloise minds what anyone else thinks. She's happy to take advantage of the village amenities and spend her eternal middle-aged years ogling the hot bods of the demigods.

Forty-two-year-old Mia Thorne is not living her best life. After a disastrous career-and-relationship-ending event, she escapes New York City and moves to a sleepy river town in Pennsylvania, courtesy of a dead aunt she never knew. Aunt Hazel was the reclusive family nut, a self-proclaimed psychic. Of course, Mia’s dad always told her that she, too, had the gift, but after his death, her mother made sure to squelch the notion. No square pegs allowed!

Forty-two-year-old Mia Thorne is not living her best life. After a disastrous career-and-relationship-ending event, she escapes New York City and moves to a sleepy river town in Pennsylvania, courtesy of a dead aunt she never knew. Aunt Hazel was the reclusive family nut, a self-proclaimed psychic. Of course, Mia’s dad always told her that she, too, had the gift, but after his death, her mother made sure to squelch the notion. No square pegs allowed!

Ember Rose hat alle Hände voll zu tun, als bei der jährlichen Konferenz der Vereinigung für das Management übernatürlicher Immobilien ein Butler ermordet wird. Die ehemalige Einwohnerin von New Jersey und Nachfahrin der einzigen wahren Hexe muss ihre Tante Hyacinth davon abhalten, auf dem Kriegspfad zu gehen, um Simon, ihren Butler und rechten Hand, zu verteidigen. Wieder einmal muss Ember eng mit Sheriff Granger Nash zusammenarbeiten, um den Mord aufzuklären, was dazu führt, dass sie sich auf persönlicher Ebene stärker mit dem Werwolf verstrickt, als sie am Picknick des Nash-Rudels teilnimmt.

I make a living out of screwing over the jerks who capture and torment supernatural beasties. But when I free a bunch of particularly powerful monsters from their cages, I'm not counting on them following me home like lost puppies. Stunningly hot lost puppies, but still. These manly monsters are determined to repay me for my help, and they won't get out of my apartment until they're satisfied we're even.

Fall has arrived in the charming riverside town of Newberry, along with the thorn in Mia’s side—her formidable mother is in town to attend a manifestation retreat at a nearby glamping site. Mia reluctantly agrees to join her for mother-daughter bonding time and immediately regrets her decision when one of the retreat members is found dead.

Once upon a time, Mia Thorne loved birthdays. Then she turned forty and the urge to celebrate ceased. Now that she’s reinvented herself in Newberry, she thinks it might be time to dust off the candles again. Unfortunately, a dead body and a stolen coin disrupt her festive plans.

Mia Thorne is finally blossoming thanks to a career on the upswing, a serious relationship, and growing friendships in the bucolic riverside town of Newberry. She’s thrilled when Patrick connects her with a client, the owner of a local gym called Burn Notice. She’s less than thrilled, however, when a dead body is discovered on the premises.

Newberry is thrilled to host the highly anticipated convention for the cult hit TV show, Detective Dracula. Local businesses are booming as fans descend upon the quaint town to witness the reunion of the beloved cast. The excitement quickly dies when the star of the show chokes to death on the cherry of his signature cocktail. It seems like a tragic accident—until his ghost communicates otherwise to resident psychic Mia Thorne. Too bad he can’t identify the culprit.

Ember Rose, Nachfahrin der einzig wahren Hexe und aus New Jersey stammend, lebt sich langsam in ihr neues Leben in Starry Hollow ein. Es dauert nicht lange, bis Ember mitten in einem weiteren Geheimnis steckt. Jemand verwandelt die begehrtesten Junggesellen der Stadt in Frösche, angefangen mit ihrem Cousin Florian. Tante Hyacinth besteht darauf, dass die Zeitung zusammen mit Sheriff Nash ermittelt, denn „jeder weiß, dass Werwölfe lieber Beute jagen als Verbrecher.“

Ember Rose mangelt es an Zeit und Geld. Immerhin konnte die alleinerziehende Mutter in New Jersey einen Job landen: die Besitztümer von säumigen Zahlern zu pfänden. Als ein Kunde verärgert reagiert, geraten sie und ihre Tochter in unmittelbare Gefahr—bis ein Besuch von ihr völlig unbekannten Verwandten ihre Welt auf den Kopf stellt. Ember, Marley und ihr Yorkie werden nach Starry Hollow gebracht, einer paranormalen Stadt, in der Hexen regieren und Magie so normal ist wie Pizza. Doch wo Ember hingeht, scheint der Ärger zu folgen.

Annoying but loving family? Check. Picturesque small town with a hot police chief? Check. A rescue hellhound, a black cat with attitude, and a pet python that thinks he’s a puppy? Triple check. My story has all the hallmarks of a sweet and cozy supernatural tale, but there’s a twist—I am evil. Well, I’m supposed to be evil thanks to both nature and nurture, but I fight it with every fiber of my being. I just want to live a normal life. I even joined the FBI instead of the Federal Bureau of Magic, until my powers reared their ugly head and the agency sent me packing back to my hometown.

I’ve had enough. I’ve been at odds with my family for as long as I can remember. And I’ve been at odds with myself. Light and dark. White and black. Good and evil. To hell with the scales of justice, my mother and Grandma deserved what they got for the recent wrong done to my beloved Chief Fox. If that means finally embracing the fury within, then so be it. Except then I'm no better than they are. Meanwhile, there’s a new supernatural threat in town, but I’m too preoccupied to put on my badge and get to work.

I foolishly believed this day would never come, that life in charming Chipping Cheddar would always be pleasant and somewhat predictable—but all good things must come to an end. And it seems the dormant portal is no exception.