Witches of Hollow Cove

Are you ready for your next magical adventure? Okay, so I'm in trouble. Big trouble. I'm broke. Worse, my boyfriend of five years just dumped me. What do I do? I move in with my three eccentric aunts in their family home, Davenport House. Sounds exciting, only this massive farmhouse likes to eat men. If I were a regular human, I would have run out screaming like a banshee. As a witch-I do absolutely nothing. Hey, maybe they deserved it? I'm back in Hollow Cove, the flamboyant paranormal community, where nymphs, werewolves, trolls, shifters, witches, and other paranormals live comfortable lives away from prying human eyes. As I settle into my new life, I decide to accept my aunts' proposal and join the family business-the business of protecting our town and killing anything that would want to harm it. But I've been away from the paranormal world for quite some time, and my magical abilities are a little bit rusty. Heck, they're practically invisible. Things soon spiral down the crapper when people in our community start dropping like flies. And when demons start showing up in Hollow Cove, it's up to me to take care of them. Permanently. This is going to be awesome. I just know it.

Just when I thought I'd finally gotten my life back on track, the unexpected happens. It's the annual Night Festival in Hollow Cove, a paranormal festival extravaganza that lasts for five nights and features a multitude of powerful faces in our paranormal circles. There's only one little problem. Someone ends up dead. And I'm the one accused of murder. As my life spirals down the crapper once again, things between me and Marcus are even more confusing than ever before-hot-but ridiculously confusing. And to add to my wondrous good fortune-something or someone is trying to kill me. So, what is a witch do to? Find the culprit and clear my name, that's what.

They took my Merlin license away. To get it back, I must complete the witch trials. Okay, so I have to pass a few magical trials. No big deal. Right? Wrong. The trials are treacherous, ominous, and deadly. I'm not prepared for such brutal, magical tests, but I can't stop. Stopping means failure, and too many people are counting on me. But then the worst happens. While I'm trying to focus on the trials, the local baker in Hollow Cove is poisoned and killed. And someone I care about is blamed. As the clues start to fit together, I realize I have to wade through a pack of lies to find the truth-and to find the real killer. But first, I'll need to survive the witch trials.

Hollow Cove was never a dangerous city. Weird and eccentric, maybe. But not dangerous. Until now. A new magic threatens our paranormal community and competes for dominance. Something awakens in the night, and it's a real stinker. Not kidding. I'm a Merlin now, and my plan is simple-get in, protect my family and friends, and defeat this new evil. But it's never that simple. One small misstep could lead to disaster. Soon, I'm neck-high in a giant, stinking mess of crap, and it's steadily rising. But the last thing I expected was for the man I was falling for to threaten everything...

Never in my thirty years did I think my new normal would be a gig as a soul collector's assistant-slave really-where I help stockpile souls from the miserable mortals who sell them to him. The demon thinks he can control me, but I plan on doing things differently... my way. But we all know it's never that easy or that simple, especially in my life. Surprisingly, things get off to a good start. Who am I kidding? The job doesn't pan out to be what I first thought. It's worse. Way worse. And before I know it, I'm in hot water with no easy way out. If that isn't bad enough, the soul collector is hiding something from me that could make or break the deal I made with him. Something, if found out, that could change everything... It's time to yank up my big girl panties, chuck down some wine, and do things my way. If it doesn't kill me first.

We killed someone... Okay, not exactly the news I wanted to hear from my aunts. But here it was. Now, what the hell was I supposed to do with it? Just when I thought I could finally get a well-deserved break from the shitshow I'd been living for the past months, I get hit with this. To make matters worse, an investigator starts snooping around Hollow Cove, asking questions about my aunts. If they're found guilty of this murder, it's a one-way ticket to Grimway Citadel-the witch prison. Adding to my problems, something in the dark is hunting me. And unfortunately, it's not a naked Marcus. If that isn't bad enough, things between me and the chief are falling apart, literally, and I don't think they can be fixed.

Get ready for this laugh-out-loud adventure and find out what's brewing next with the Davenport witches! I was hoping for a few days off from dealing with murder charges, bad guys, and the everyday paranormal bizarre. All I wanted was a nice break from all the crazy. And did I get it? No. Of course not. Instead, a new coven comes to town. A coven of witch females who call themselves The Sisters of the Circle, a small elite group for the upper crust of witch society-according to Dolores. But there's something off about this coven, and I just can't put my finger on it. All the while my aunts and other witches in town worship the ground they walk on, like giddy fangirls. Forget my time off. What I got was a whole new set of problems as my life spirals down the crapper once again. If that isn't bad enough, a curse settles on Hollow Cove. Something dark, ominous, that threatens the lives of the townspeople. If I don't find the counter-curse on time, I could lose everything. And the clock is ticking . . .

All I wanted to do was sit back and relax with a certain, hot, very, very hot, panty-melting hot-wereape. But, instead, I'm busy trying to find the queen of hell. Have I found her? Not yet. And I'm running out of places to look. I know it's only a matter of time before she does something stupid - like obliterate an entire town because they dressed better than her because that's who she is. But I've got worse problems. Things soon spiral down the crapper when two teenagers are found dead in Hollow Cove. The evidence points to something witchy. A new evil hangs over our town, a significant threat to the Davenport witches and all the witches in Hollow Cove. I must defeat this new threat to keep my loved ones safe. Easy peasy, right? We'll see.

My Aunt Beverly is getting married. I should be happy for her. Right? But I'm not. Because I know this Derrick character is bad news. Call it my witchy instincts, but I'm convinced something is seriously off with the guy. So how do I prove it to my aunt? The pressure is on as I only have four days to figure it out before the wedding-yes, four days until Beverly says, "I do," to that slimy bastard. As the clues start to come together, I have to wade through a pack of lies to get to the truth and find out who Derrick Baudelaire really is-and what he's hiding. But then the worst happens. While I'm trying to uncover Derrick's dark secrets, Lilith comes calling. She's ready to set her plan in motion. Her plan to kill her husband, a.k.a. Lucifer, the king of hell. And I'm her secret weapon. Trouble is, this time, I might not make it back alive.

Lucifer took my magic. Okay, so technically, Derrick the incubus douche took it, but he was Lucifer's guy and following orders. Still, I can't be a witch or a Merlin without magic. Can my life get any worse? Of course, it can. As I try to adjust and accept life without a drop of magic in my veins, Marcus disappears. Well, not exactly, more like he ghosts me. He's not returning my calls or my texts. Just when I think I finally have my love life on track, it gets derailed, and my heart is slowly torn apart. Even if Marcus is gone, I'm not about to give up on my magic. I have plans. Crazy-ass, possible death plans, but I'll do just about anything to get my magic mojo back. Yes, it'll be dangerous. Insane. Only a crazy person would be willing to try it. Good thing I'm just crazy enough.

I was engaged. Okay, so I wasn't technically engaged. But I did fantasize about it. A lot. Okay, all the time. No need to pretend. The only problem here was when couples got engaged, there was usually a proposal of sorts, an exchange of promises, and a mutual agreement to spend the rest of their lives together. But three weeks have now passed since the night I found that black box with that pretty ring, and still, the chief hasn't proposed. But I've got worse problems. A mysterious and ominous curse spreads across our town, and we don't know who's responsible or why it's happening. This curse could mean the destruction of Hollow Cove and all its people. Things soon spiral down the crapper when the folks from our town start acting crazy and lashing out in a frenzy of madness before dropping dead from this mystifying curse. With our lives on the line and my magic mojo back, it will take everything I have to survive. If I even can . . .

Witches, wereapes, and pregnancy cravings… What could possibly go wrong? Just when I thought I was getting the hang of this whole "married to a wereape" thing, life throws me a curveball in the form of pregnancy. And let me tell you, pregnancy and magic do not mix well. My cravings are bizarre, my magic is on the fritz, and I'm pretty sure I accidentally hexed the toaster. Twice. But as if dealing with unpredictable magic and hormonal mood swings wasn't enough, ominous threats start showing up, warning me that my baby is in danger. And around here, threats are never just idle words-they're curses waiting to happen. To make matters worse, Marcus's past is coming back to haunt us, and our little town of Hollow Cove is getting a bit too crowded with strangers asking too many questions. With danger lurking in every shadow and my powers going haywire, keeping my family safe is getting more complicated by the second. But if anyone thinks they can threaten me and my unborn child, they've got another thing coming. I may not have this pregnancy thing figured out, but protecting my family? That's something I was born to do.

When life gives you magic, murder charges, and mood swings-just add a dash of chaos. I expected pregnancy to come with weird cravings and swollen ankles-not an arrest warrant and a murder mystery. But hey, there you have it. Marcus has been accused of killing a wereape from the New York pack, and the Gray Council authorities are ready to drag him to prison. But they've got the wrong guy, and I'll do whatever it takes to prove it-even if it means confronting a killer, fending off cranky marshals, and dealing with magic that seems determined to betray me at the worst moments. With my aunts at my side and my unpredictable powers fueled by my unborn kid, I'm diving headfirst into a tangled web of secrets, lies, and deadly magic. The deeper I dig, the more I realize this isn't just about clearing Marcus's name. It's about keeping my growing family safe.

I'm pregnant. Yep, you heard that right. Pregnant. And while I'm trying really hard not to freak out about that, Hollow Cove is busy preparing for its Headless Horseman reenactment-a big deal around here, apparently. But just as the town is gearing up for spooky fun, events take a real-life terrifying twist. A body is discovered, and carved into it are the words: "Give it back." Before I can even fully process the fact that I've got a tiny, magic-wielding bun in the oven, more bodies start showing up-the kind with creepy messages and a very dead vibe. Suddenly, Hollow Cove feels less like home and more like the set of a horror flick. My aunts, badass witches that they are, seem to know more than they're letting on, and the pressure's on to figure out who-or what-is behind the murders before the whole town goes into full-on panic mode. Oh, and did I mention my powers are acting up at the worst possible times? Perfect timing, as always. It's a race against the clock to stop the killer, keep my baby safe, and maybe, just maybe, survive long enough to figure out how the hell I'm supposed to be a mom. Because in Hollow Cove, the monsters don't wait-and neither does murder.