Book 4

Mayhem for Mages

Fiona Shaw’s handsome handyman is many things: lethal with a power drill, certainly magical, and, as of this morning, the prime suspect in a murder. The murder part was definitely not on today’s travel agenda.

Gus’s lighthouse job was supposed to be simple. Shore up the support studs, update the plumbing, secure the lantern lens and keep Mystic Haven’s historic beacon shining bright. What he didn’t budget for was the lighthouse keeper, a crusty old mage who treated every suggested repair as a personal insult to his ancestral dignity.

Then the keeper turns up dead at the top of the tower, in a lantern room of shattered glass with the priceless lens untouched and Gus’s tools laid around the body in a circle far too tidy to be an accident. The constable takes one look and decides Gus is the neatest suspect he’s had in years. The fact that those “tools” include enchanted measuring tapes and self-leveling hammers suddenly explains a great deal. So does Gus’s uncanny knack for fixing things that should not be fixable.

Then it gets worse. A magical fog rolls in, seals the harbor, and strands the entire suspect list on a luxury yacht owned by Fiona’s insufferable former boss, complete with a dead man’s secrets, a missing antique lens, and a handyman who’s a mage. With Theo, the tea shops talking cat familiar, offering moral support and pointed commentary on magical crime scenes, Fiona launches the kind of investigation as only a tea witch can.

Somewhere under that fog is a killer who knows these waters and a lighthouse that’s lied for a century, and Fiona means to drag both into the light.

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Strife over Spells

Midlife magic lessons are humbling enough without your instructor getting murdered halfway through the semester.

Fiona Shaw traded a not-so-predictable life for enchanted textbooks, a cozy tea shop that runs on carefully brewed magic, and the weekly adventure of being the oldest witch in Professor Cordelia Blackthorne’s special classes. The lessons were designed for Mystic Haven’s magical late starters, the witches whose powers came in sideways, fizzled at the worst possible moments, or simply never cooperated the way the books promised. Fiona fit right in.

Cordelia never made Fiona feel like a failure. She made it feel like a beginning. Then someone killed her.
Found in her warm, cluttered study with traces of scorched magic still lingering like smoke from a snuffed candle, Cordelia left behind hidden research, personal secrets, and a small circle of students who all had complicated feelings about a woman who knew their struggles better than anyone.

Now Fiona is juggling a murder investigation with the help of the distractingly handsome local handyman who notices things others miss, and her talking cat familiar whose opinions about every suspect are as loud as they are unsolicited. Her quirky barista is brewing tea while seeing flavors as colors.

Between comforting her fellow classmates, keeping the tea shop running, and following a trail of clues that winds through Mystic Haven’s most charming corners and most guarded secrets, Fiona is learning that the hardest lessons aren’t found in any textbook.

Welcome to Kat McGee Books!

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.

Her home is a haven of chaos and laughter, shared with a lovable wire-haired sausage dog and a Siamese cat who’s as moody as a soap opera star.

Amidst the playful antics of her furry friends, Kat weaves tales that blend mystery and humor, all amid the sweet scent of honeysuckle and the soft glow of fireflies. As she crafts her stories with a glass of sweet iced tea within reach, her dog dozes at her feet and her cat keeps a watchful eye from atop a nearby bookshelf, overseeing the skitter of words on the screen.