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With her new café thriving, Quinn is trying to keep up with the bizarre twist her life has taken. But when her best friend Toni's cousin shows up with a suitcase, a mysterious man, and a risky request, Quinn makes a decision that lands her in hot water. Things take a turn for the worse when the police arrest the cousin for murder. Faced with a slack sheriff, a growing list of suspects, and a missing fortune, the two midlife friends dive into the investigation while Quinn grapples with the moral implications of enlisting her unpredictable ghostly companions to uncover the truth.

When Quinn, her kids, and best friend travel across the county to visit family, their vacation becomes an investigation into the disappearance and possible murder of an offbeat neighbor with an outlandish claim. But that's not all that's amiss. Something is causing Quinn's daughter-in-law to act like she's losing her marbles. And Quinn's aunt isn't her normal self and is suddenly afraid of a faery visitor. Top it off with a suspicious-acting ghost and Quinn's parallel-life twin who may have unleashed a superpower she can't control—one that throws Quinn's life into turmoil, yet again.

With my life back to normal - normal being a very relative word - one would think I’d catch a break. One would be very wrong. With an angel gunning for me and a demon in my bed, life couldn’t be more complicated. Not to mention, I’m going to have to make a rather large life choice. Do I want to live forever? Does anyone? Forever is a very long time. Whatever. I’ll think about it tomorrow...or next week...or next month. As long as I have my girlfriends, my dogs, a super-sized case of merlot, and my deceased squatters, I’m good to go.

After a Luke Skywalker/Darth Vader moment, I discovered I do indeed have a father. He comes with a hell of a lot of baggage, but I’ve decided to keep him. Not only do I have a father, I have a kick-ass new sister, a ghostly family, and super powers to boot. If you add to the mix that I’m dating the Grim Reaper, it’s a freakin’ party. The only thing standing in the way of my happiness is the Angel of Mercy, though Angel of Misery is more appropriate. She’s responsible for almost everyone I have loved, and who has loved me, being taken away.

Thirty-nine was a fantastic year. I was married to the man I loved. I had a body that worked without creaking. My grandma, who raised me, was still healthy, and life was pretty damned good. But as they say, all good things come to an end. One year later, I’m a widow. My joints are starting to ache. Gram is in the nursing home, and dead people think my home is some kind of supernatural bed-and-breakfast. Gluing body parts onto semi-transparent people has become a side job - deceased people I’m not even sure are actually there.

Never in my 40 years did I think my new normal would be gluing body parts back onto ghosts and hosting a houseful of dead squatters. Thank God for superglue and a strong stomach. Never thought I’d date the Grim Reaper and that I would be the one to blow it. I mean, how idiotic does one have to be to get dumped by a dude who lives in Hell? Going about business as usual is not usual in any way. No one is who they seem to be...and to be honest, neither am I. What I’d known to be true has turned out to be myth. The angels are frightening, and the demons are hot.

What do you get when you mix up a dead mobster, a snarky feline familiar, and a sudden marriage proposal? If you're Ruby Diamond, witch of Fiddler's Cove, Connecticut, you get a whole lot of problems. It seems like everyone in town wanted Benito Lombardi dead. How can Ruby sift through the clues and navigate the biggest decision of her life at the same time? Everything she's been working for comes to this one last case. The stakes are so high. Fortunately, Ruby has her perpetually snarky and habitually mouthy cat Rumpus at her side.

My name is Nora Black, local shop owner and part-time psychic consultant in the resort town of Garden Cove. When an anonymous letter in the local paper exposes my extrasensory secret, our normally idyllic town is plagued by a series of mysterious accidents, and I find myself drawn into a deadly game of cat and mouse.

After being duped out of her life savings in Germany, Val Fremden retreats home to Florida with more than just her pride in tatters. Broke, jobless, divorced, and forty-five, she knows starting over won’t be easy. But when her only friend suddenly turns up dead, Val begins to wonder if the world is out to get her.

My name is Nora Black, and I'm 51 years young. At least that's what I tell myself, when I'm not having hot flashes; my knees don't hurt; and I can find my reading glasses. I'm also the proud owner of a salon called Scents & Scentsability in the small resort town of Garden Cove, where I make a cozy living selling handmade bath and beauty products. All in all, my life is pretty good. Except for one little glitch.

When my BFF Gilly Martin requests my help in narrowing down her dance card from two great guys to one, I reluctantly agree to employ my psychic nose for the good of my bestie's future. But who knew dating could be deadly? After Gilly's ex-husband is arrested for murder, I am more than okay with my Detective Hottie boyfriend locking the meathead up and throwing away the key. However, being a jerk doesn't make someone a killer, and the case smells fishy from the get-go. So, I'm putting my personal feelings aside and using my smell-o-vision to investigate.

A cross between Agatha Christie’s Miss Marple and a bartender from Cheers, Sally Witherspoon, a fifty-something accountant turned biker-bar owner, loves solving puzzles. Up to now, she has focused on helping neighbors and friends find lost jewelry, lost pets, and lost loves. But when she finds her best friend and business partner, Bill Arnold, dead in a dumpster behind the bar, she needs all her wits and grit to find out who murdered him.