Book 3

Ruination by Runes

Fiona Shaw has her escape from Mystic Haven all planned out. Too bad her old life just crashed the party, and it’s not taking no for an answer.

Fiona is living on borrowed time, and she knows it. Her suitcase is packed, her non-magical car is gassed up, and she has a perfectly logical explanation for why she can’t possibly stay in a town where the barista sees flavors and her cat offers unsolicited life advice. She just needs to find the right moment to make a clean getaway.

But just as she’s psyching herself up to say goodbye, her notoriously demanding ex-boss walks through the magical fog, and she’s the last person Fiona ever wanted to see again. And to stir the trouble brewing, she’s brought all the misery of Fiona’s old midlife existence with her.

The unwelcome reunion turns deadly when the town’s blissed-out self-help guru is found murdered, a series of ancient runes predicting his end, after the fact. Naturally, the prime suspect is the abrasive, non-magical newcomer who sees him as competition. Facing a murder charge, Fiona’s ex-boss gives her an ultimatum for Fiona to prove her innocence, or she’ll happily ensure that Fiona gets kicked out of the magical town for good.

Suddenly forced to choose between the life she left behind and the one she’s been trying to escape, Fiona makes a surprising discovery: she’s not ready to leave. To protect the quirky new home she never realized she wanted, she’ll have to team up with the woman she despises to solve a murder.

After all, when a self-help guru winds up dead, it proves that in Mystic Haven, the line between enlightenment and ruination is carved in stone.

Book 2

Maladies of Magic

In Mystic Haven, a bad cup of tea can do more than ruin your day. It can give you polka-dotted skin, a bout of feather sneezing, and a direct line to the town’s latest murder victim.

Fiona Shaw has officially overstayed her welcome. Or at least, that’s what she keeps telling herself. She’s finally getting the hang of running the Mystic Haven Tea Shop, but her suitcase is still packed and an escape route is meticulously planned. Her only obstacle? A certain Siamese cat with an uncanny ability to nap on her getaway bag at the most inconvenient times.

Just as she’s about to make a run for it, a new kind of magical mayhem puts her midlife plans on hold. The former owner’s cherished recipe book has been stolen, replaced by a clever fake. The counterfeit brews aren’t just bad. They’re hexed. Soon, the mayor’s wife is sneezing feathers, a fisherman has hair the color of lime gelatin, and Fiona’s reputation is sinking faster than a tea bag in hot water.

The weird magical side effects are one thing, but when a local businessman is found dead, the investigation reveals a chilling connection to the stolen recipe book. Now, Fiona isn’t just dealing with a town full of magically afflicted customers, her barista’s the prime suspect in a murder. With the unknown culprit somehow knowing her every move and the constable keeping a sharp eye on her, fleeing town is off the table.

To save the shop and her skin, Fiona must embrace her witchy heritage, track down the real book, and find a killer who is using her own unique brand of magic as a weapon.

After all, when the recipe for disaster includes a pinch of murder, it’s going to take one seriously stressed witch to serve up justice, hot and fresh.

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Once a professional ventriloquist, Kat McGee charmed audiences with quirky banter and puppets. But Kat’s got secrets too, like that hush-hush government-support job she once had. Yep, the kind where she’d have to tickle you with a feather duster if she told you about it.

From an early age, creative writing struck her fancy, but life’s twists and turns led her down a path filled with puppets and proposal specifications. Now, living in the southeastern United States, Kat has traded her puppets for paws and pens. In the moody, weather-challenged area, surrounded by whispering pines and lazy rivers, she’s the typical crazy cat lady who watches over a nearby community of feral cats.

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