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Alexa has come a long way in her journey to awakening as a super while also getting caught in all of the political intrigue that follows. Immediately, Alexa finds herself drawn into the evil plans of a mad Countess who, at one point, turned her back on her own daughter, only to return now with a vengeance. Alexa is forced to choose between saving the life of her brother and rupturing the family bonds of her now-best friend. From there, things grow only worse.

The Gorafrex is trying to power an ancient ship that could destroy not just Austin. Big sister Laura may have the key to solve it. It’s not a problem she can solve alone, but she knows just who to call when she's in trouble. It’s good to have friends who know the secrets your family is keeping. Nickie has to learn to control her magical music without killing herself or her sisters. Emily wants to be a Head Chef if she can just keep her magical feelings out of her cooking and away from paying customers.

To prevent the next great war between the gods and supernaturals, I had one job. Keep my sons far, far away from Aradia. Then why are they sitting next to me, enjoying their own Italian getaway? Back home, they're Josh and Jacob, two average college freshmen with a propensity for pranks. In my world, they are the She-Wolf's twins, feared and fated to rise - or fell - great empires.

I've survived my 40s long enough to discover I'm cursed. Figuring out how to break the curse is a whole other problem. My arrival in Aradia set off a series of unexplainable events - the veil breaking down, ghosts arriving by the shipload, and Aurick becoming...beautiful? Now, the dying god has finally started dying, and everyone fears his rebirth. Fortunately, I have my newfound powers and my Siren Squad to help me. Only, I have no idea how to actually use my powers, and the Council arrested me on sight.

After finding my soon-to-be ex-husband together with my soon-to-be ex-assistant, I realize his "for better or for worse" didn't include my 40s. An extended vacation on a remote Italian island sounds like the perfect antidote to a midlife crisis - until I arrive. I'm expecting Chianti and pasta. What I get is a run-down bed-and-breakfast with the oldest Nonna in existence. There's something about this island. Something odd. Like how everyone keeps calling me Mamma or how I'm the first tourist in decades.