Nora Black

My name is Nora Black, and I'm fifty-one-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...Since my recent hysterectomy, where I died on the operating table, I've been experiencing what some might call paranormal activity. No, I don't see dead people, but quite suddenly I'm triggered by scents that, in their wake, leave behind these vividly intense memories. Sometimes they're unfocused and hazy, but there's no doubt, they are very, very real. Know what else? They're not my memories. It seems I've lost a uterus and gained a psychic gift. When my best friend's abusive boyfriend ends up dead after a fire, and she becomes the prime suspect, I end up a babysitter to her two teenagers while she's locked up in the clink. Add to that the handsome detective determined to stand in my way, my super sniffer's newly acquired abilities and a rash of memories connected to the real criminal, and I find myself in a race to catch a killer before my best friend is tried for murder.

My name is Nora Black. I'm over fifty and enjoying my life to the fullest. That is, when I'm not worried about graying hair, low back pain, allergies, and a psychic gift that sometimes stinks. After solving a murder with the help of my new scent-induced psychic ability, I'm thrilled to report that everything is finally getting back to normal. Better than normal, actually. My BFFs work with me at my Scents & Scentsability shop, I'm dating a young, hot detective, and the upcoming Memorial Day weekend promises to bring in lots of tourists to Garden Cove. There's not a thing in this world that could spoil my great mood… Nothing except a suspicious death. When police officer Reese McKay asks me to use my aroma-mojo to look into the "accidental drowning" of her black-sheep cousin, I can't turn her away. Especially now that she's become a friend. With help from my besties Gilly and Pippa, along with an unofficial assist from Detective Hot Stuff, I'm determined to crack the case of the drowned girl and sniff out the killer before he or she can strike again.

My name is Nora Black. I'm turning fifty-two, but I don't feel a day over thirty-nine. That is, when my feet don't hurt, my eyesight isn't failing, and my scent-induced psychic ability isn't showing me crimes. For my birthday, my best friends Gilly and Pippa signed us up for a weekend at the Central Midwest Spa Convention. Yay. Massages, fine dining, maid service, and best of all, as long as we attend a few workshops, the weekend is a tax write-off. It should be all sunshine and roses, right? Wrong. My former intern at Belliza Beauty, aka the Job Stealer, Carmen Carraway, is a featured presenter. Yuck. Throw in an ex-boyfriend, a number one fan, a brewing scandal, and a dead body, and my relaxing birthday weekend is DOA. I'll need all my senses, along with my friends, if I want to stop a killer from striking once again.

My name is Nora Black. I'm over fifty and loving it. I've embraced the aches and pains, the failing vision, and the new slightly odoriferous physic gift that seems to keep on giving. My latest smell-o-vision adventure includes a deadly snake, a high-drama baby shower, sibling secrets, and-surprise-a murder. With my two BFFs, my sweetie cop, and a whole bunch of nutty Garden Covians by my side, we'll sniff out the killer. But if we're not careful, we'll come out smelling like…manure. Forget roses, honey. This aroma with a view is starting to stink.

Midlife dating is all fun and games until someone falls into the flambé and catches on fire…and your best friend's ex-husband is accused of murder. 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.

My name is Nora Black, and I'm proof-positive that life past fifty just keeps getting better. I have great friends, own my own business, and I have a wonderful man in my life who loves me, crow's feet and all. For my BFF Gilly's birthday, we are heading to an 80s-themed mystery weekend set in an old high school, and I'm looking forward to big shoulder pads and even bigger hair. The fact that my guy Ezra looks great in tight jeans doesn't hurt one bit, either. But when my scratch-n-sniff psychic gift acts up, and it sniffs out an actual murderous plot, our fun outing takes a totally deadly turn. My scent-o-rama is spazzing out to the max! The clues are in the past, and we're racing against the clock to turn back time. But with my nose for clues and a little luck, hopefully, we can find a killer before schools out for murder.

My name is Nora Black, and I'm having a very merry messy midlife Christmas! 50's are the new 40's and I'm living my best life ever. I may have a few more aches and pains, graying roots, and couple extra pounds, but I also have two quirky best friends who always have my back, business is booming, and my love life has never been better or hotter. That is until my sweetie Ezra Holden invites me home for Christmas to meet his family. The season is full of surprises in Ezra's hometown, like a missing cousin, a case of mistaken identity, and a slew of painful memories-none of them my own. This Holden Family Holiday should be filled with scents of peppermint, gingerbread, and pine, but all I smell is danger. It turns out my psychic nose really is the gift that keeps on giving.

My name is Nora Black, and I'm celebrating my BFFs midlife matrimony! Gilly is engaged, and I have invited a couple of friends to help us celebrate her bachelorette vacation in wine country. We are leaving work behind for a couple of days of good food, good friends, and good fun. Or so I thought. When the youngest of our group, Tippy Davenport, gets flirty with a local musician, his girlfriend is less than pleased. Some might even call her reaction homicidal. But when the woman turns up dead during a hiking tour, our vacation turns into an investigation. It doesn't take a sommelier to sniff out the sour grapes surrounding this murder, including the astringent scents of old money, family intrigue, jealousy, and greed. I'll have to employ my psychic nose to catch a killer and get the bride back home to Garden Cove in time for her wedding.

My name is Nora Black, local shop owner and part-time psychic consultant for the local police.When an anonymous letter in the local paper exposes my extrasensory secret, Garden Cove is plagued by a series of mysterious accidents, and I find myself drawn into a deadly game of cat and mouse.A cunning killer has targeted me by planting scent clues to a murder he plans to commit. His clues are muddy, but the message is clear: Catch me before I kill.Thankfully, I won't have to piece together the puzzle alone. With my best friends Gilly and Pippa and my sweetheart Detective Ezra Holden by my side, we'll sniff out the trail of the would-be killer.But as the danger escalates, I'll have to rely on my unique ability to decipher the clues and outsmart my devious foe before it's too late.

This collection contains the first three novels in the Nora Black Midlife Psychic Cozy Mysteries. An unputdownable, thoroughly enjoyable who-done-it cozy psychic mystery series set in an idyllic resort village. Sense and Scent Ability (Book 1)My name is Nora Black, and I'm fifty-one-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's is pretty good.Except for one little glitch...Since my recent hysterectomy, where I died on the operating table, I've been experiencing what some might call paranormal activity. No, I don't see dead people, but quite suddenly I'm triggered by scents that, in their wake, leave behind these vividly intense memories. Sometimes they're unfocused and hazy, but there's no doubt, they are very, very real.Know what else? They're not my memories. It seems I've lost a uterus and gained a psychic gift.When my best friend Gilly's abusive boyfriend ends up dead after a fire, and she becomes the prime suspect, I end up a babysitter to her two teenagers while she's locked up in the clink. Add to that my super sniffer's newly acquired abilities and a rash of memories connected to the real criminal, and I find myself in a race to catch a killer before my best friend is tried for murder. For Whom The Smell Tolls (Book 2)After solving a murder with the help of my new scent-induced psychic ability, I'm thrilled to report that everything is finally getting back to normal. Better than normal, actually. My BFFs works with me at my Scents & Scentsability shop, I'm dating a young, hot detective, and the upcoming Memorial Day Weekend promises to bring in lots of happy-to-spend-money tourists to Garden Cove.When police officer Reese McKay asks me to use my aroma-mojo to look into the "accidental drowning" of her black-sheep cousin, I can't turn her away. Especially now she's become a friend. There are only two problems--allergies have clogged my sinuses and have affected my ability to smell, and my ex, the chief of police, is less than thrilled that I'm sticking my nose into another investigation.With help from my besties Gilly and Pippa, along with an unofficial assist from Detective Hot Stuff, I'm determined to crack the case of the drowned girl and sniff out the killer before he or she can strike again. War of the Noses (Book 3)For my birthday, my best friend Gilly signed us up for a weekend at the Central Midwest Spa Convention. Yay. Massages, fine dining, maid service, and best of all, as long as we attend a few workshops, the weekend is a tax write-off. It should be all sunshine and roses, right? Wrong.It turns out that the Queen Maleficent of Makeup and my former nemesis , Carmen Carraway, is a featured presenter, and she seems determined to ruin my birthday weekend. But when a certain hot detective shows up to surprise me, I push aside my ill will and try to focus on my newfound happiness.Unfortunately, a disturbing smell-o-vision of a gun and a threat has me trying to save Carmen rather than throttle her. When Gilly finds the murdered body of Carmen's assistant in a meditation pod, it's all noses on deck for this mystery. And I'll need all my senses to find out who wants to kill Carmen before she ends up dead. That is, if I don't kill her first.

In this 3-book Nora Black Midlife Psychic Mysteries collection, go on a scent-sational journey with Nora Black, a vibrant fifty-something with a heart full of adventure and a nose for trouble. In Aroma With A View, join Nora and her eclectic crew as they navigate deadly snakes, hijacked baby shower celebrations, and a race against time that has roots in the past. Next, in Spice and Prejudice, witness midlife dating escapades that take a dangerous turn as Nora unravels another murder mystery with her best friends and detective beau that gets dangerously personal. Finally, in The Age of Inno-Scents, travel back to the 80s for an unforgettable weekend filled with big hair, shoulder pads, and a killer plot that only Nora's scratch-n-sniff psychic gift can unravel. Brace yourself for laughter, friendship, romance, and a whiff of danger in this delightful trio of mysteries.