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The story behind the epic Hayle saga is finally here. Welcome to the life and times of Ethpeal Hayle. Banished from her coven by her malicious mother at almost eighteen, Ethpeal chooses action over despair. Alone but determined, with her next steps already thought out, she sets her sights on becoming one of the elite protectors of the North American Witches Council. Surely, there she can make the kind of difference she's always longed for. What she hadn't counted on was the animosity held by the headmistress of Coven Hall, the only training facility on the continent. When that resentful witch refuses Ethpeal admittance thanks to an old grudge and even older law, she faces the fact all of her carefully thought-out plans, hopes and dreams have been for nothing and that her future is now more uncertain than ever. But when a dark magic infiltrates Harvard and the order she longs to join, Ethpeal does what Hayle witches do best-she throws all concerns about her own fate aside, knowing taking action might mean the end of any chance she has to be who she really wants to be. An Enforcer.

A last will and testament, a race to win the inheritance and murder! When Calliope's best friend, Thalia, asks for help, Persephone says yes immediately. Her first real encounter with the wealthy elite of the Vesterville family isn't what she expected, nor is she prepared for their animosity as the last will and testament of the deceased patriarch reveals a treasure hunt's resolution will reveal who gets the family fortune. When one of the potential heirs dies before the search can even begin, it's up to Persephone to protect Thalia while the others turn on one another. Can she solve the mystery of the keys and uncover the murderer before Thalia becomes the next target? Find out in Urn Your Keep, book two of the Persephone Pringle Cozy Mysteries! Don't miss a single volume: Mind Your Own Murder Urn Your Keep Coffee, Tea or Murder Me Better Bones and Gardens Dead Over Heels for You Estate of Despairs

Strained relations, ancient history and death! Still struggling with her recent loss, Fee is forced to confront her extended family when her aunt and uncle come to visit. But when the town's Independence Day celebration ends in murder, she has to decide if blood is thicker than old conflicts and whether she's willing to help when Robert is named as a suspect.

Do you have any idea how hard it is to focus on spell casting with Jingle Bells running in your head? Hard. Trust me on that. Still, this was my favorite part, despite the subject and content, the endless chatter around me trying to pull my focus, scent of pumpkin spice and pine dominating the air thanks to the real, live Christmas tree someone donated to the police department. Maybe that meant something about me, how enjoying the process of uncovering things people thought hidden through the power inside brought me joy and peace, far more than carols or the holiday season or eggnog lattes. And maybe it just meant I was good at what I did. I tried not to think about it. Phoebe Monday's unusual birth into a triunity of wonderworkers always left her feeling a bit like an outsider. At least the unusual power she (sort of!) controls makes working as a sketch artist for the police department the perfect fit. Still, diving into memories of victims while altering the luck of those around her seems trivial in comparison to what her Maiden, Mother and Crone family are capable of. But when homeless victims come under attack and a normal human's murder puts the Monday magic at risk, it's up to Phoebe and her odd talents to save the day.

An old kind of newCrew closed the distance between us, my head suddenly tucked under his chin, hands pressing me to him, rocking me gently, softly while he whispered my name in my ear. "Fee, I love you. I stayed for you, from the first time we met. I knew it was you."Damn it, Crew Turner. Stop that right now.He turned me slightly, still holding me, and went on. "For better or worse, this place is home, now." He nodded to Vivian who nodded back. "No matter what happens, I guess I'm about to become a Fleming."I laughed at that through my tears, while Dad chuckled and Mom tsked. But, knowing Reading? That was exactly what everyone would think.Poor Crew.With a fresh death in none other than her beloved Petunia's, and her wedding hanging in the balance, Fee must accept a role she never expected while doing her best to catch a murderer, all while realizing there's a very good chance someone has it out for her...Don't miss a single volume in the Fiona Fleming Cozy Mysteries! Find books one through eleven available now: Bed and Breakfast and MurderChocolate Hearts and MurderFame and Fortune and MurderGhosts and Goblins and MurderGanache and Fondant and MurderRopes and Trees and MurderAnchors Away and MurderGuns and Ammo and MurderHigh Heels and Runways and MurderPlaid and Fore! and MurderWhips and Spurs and Murde

Grandfather from Hell "I can assure you, with the utmost confidence," Henemordonin gestured with grand arrogance, "our people, our planes, are safe and secure under my rule." Oh, he so did not just say that out loud, Ahbi snarled. "Very well," I said in as bored a tone as I could wrangle while my grandmother raged in my head. "Thank you for your little update, Henemordonin. Was there anything else?" My grandfather didn't comment as all the work he'd put into his speech unraveled in a tittering wave of amusement from the court. "I do hope not," I said, looking away from him with a slow eye roll. "We have more important matters to deal with than yet another long-winded explanation why you are the center of the Universe." Meira's troubles are far from over. While her grandfather, Henemordonin, continues to undermine her power and authority, the Planeless sweep across Demonicon, recruiting more and more demons to their control. What's worse, parts of the Node holding the demon planes together seem to be disappearing without a trace. With the help of some unlikely allies, Meira must find the source of the decay of Demonicon's Node or risk the total destruction of her world.