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My name is Nora Black, and I'm 51 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.

When cougar-shifter Lily Mason moves to Moonrise, Missouri, she wishes for only three things from the town and its human population...to find a job, to find a place to live, and to live as a human, not a therianthrope. Lily gets more than she bargains for when a rescue pit bull named Smooshie rescues her from an oncoming car, and it's love at first sight. Thanks to Smooshie, Lily's first two wishes are granted by Parker Knowles, the owner of the Pit Bull Rescue center, who offers her a job at the shelter and the room over his garage for rent.

As a forty-three-year-old, newly divorced, single mom, I know two things for certain: starting over sucks, and magic isn’t real. At least that’s what I thought. I mean, starting over really does stink, but when it comes to magic, I have to rethink everything. My garden gnome Linda has come to life. No, really. Her name is Linda, and she never shuts up. A chonky cat with a few secrets of his own has adopted me. And a gorgeous professor of the occult tells me I’m a witch.

Sunny Haddock, an animal-loving vegetarian psychic, is stoked to leave California behind to start a new life in the Ozark town of Peculiar with her best friend Chavvah Trimmel. She ups the moving date when Chav goes missing, and Sunny high tails it to the small town. What Sunny doesn't realize is that she's moving into a community of were-shifters, and they don't want a human resident.

Cougar-shifter Lily Mason is ready to put down roots in the human town of Moonrise, Missouri. But her attraction and proximity to Parker Knowles, her boss at the Pit Bull Rescue Shelter, is a problem. When she gets the opportunity to buy a "fixer-upper" outside of Moonrise with plenty of room to get wild without running into easily freaked-out humans, Lily jumps at the chance. Smooshie, Lily's lovable pit bull and partner in chaos, is eager to participate with the home improvements. Unfortunately, Smooshie's help includes digging out a mummified body from the living room wall.

My name is Nora Black. I'm over 50 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. 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.

Being a forty-something, newly divorced, single mom comes with its challenges. Finding out I’m a witch is just another one of them. As a new practitioner of tru-craft, I’ve been told that every witch is called to a single element, and they are sent down one of two paths, the Fade or the Bright. Of course, every rule has an exception, and in this case, it’s me.

You'll never hear anyone who knows me say, "Boy, that Sunny Haddock sure is a quitter.” I’m no defeatist. But, lately, it hasn’t been easy to see the glass half full. I’m weeks away from having a baby and trying really hard to marry the father and love of my life, and it’s been one catastrophic disaster after another. Between a waxing disaster (you know what I mean, ladies!) and the theft of our weddings bands, it appears our union is doomed. But ever the optimist, I’m determined to figure out who or what is trying to sabotage my Valentine's Day nuptials.

Lily Mason and her pittie, Smooshie, both have a nose for murder, but this is one cougar-shifter who would give her left paw to never find another dead body. All she wants is to enjoy a simple life in her new town, her fixer-upper house, while working a job she loves. Besides, the mystery of whether Parker Knowles, her boss at the rescue shelter, will or won't finally ask her out gives Lily plenty to keep her guessing. But when an abandoned pit bull puppy leads Lily and Smooshie to the corpse of a local Lothario, she is once again drawn into the seedier side of small-town living.

When Lily Mason's uncle is accused of murdering a prominent Moonrise citizen, the amateur detective and her loyal pitbull Smooshie must dig out the truth and find the real killer. Integrating isn't easy for a shifter in an all-human town, but Lily Mason is finally making it work. She has love in her life, enjoys a great job, attends community college, and best of all, her fixer-upper house is nearly livable. She couldn't be happier. Until her Uncle Buzz is accused of murder.

Four days before Halloween, and poor Sunny Haddock is pregnant...again...but her body isn't the only thing haunting her. She is getting psychic visions of classic horror monsters getting stalked by the invisible man. With each new incident, his actions are getting more deadly. Can she figure out the mystery before someone she cares about becomes the next victim?

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 school's out for murder.

My name is Nora Black. I'm over 50 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.

Chavvah Trimmel, a were-coyote and part-owner in Sunny's Outlook, has recovered physically from her kidnapping, but emotionally she still has scars. Her best friend, Sunny, is happily married and knee-deep in baby poop. All Chavvah wants to do is focus on the future and forget about the past. When the Tri-State Council of therianthropes decides to hold their annual jubilee in Peculiar, Chavvah is stoked.

When Lily Mason and her friends go on a winter holiday to a pet-friendly mountain resort, no one expects murder to be on the weekend's agenda. Things get twisted, when Lily and company discover the victim is no victim, and the suspects all have a reason for wanting him dead.

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.

When elderly Opal Dixon breaks a hip and must recuperate in a nursing home, she spends all her time complaining about her annoying roommate, her idiot doctor, and the laundry service that keeps losing her clothes to anyone who will listen. So, Lily is less than convinced when Opal insists a nursing home suicide is really foul play. Still, to ease her friend's fears, Lily agrees to look into the situation. With her loyal dog Smooshie at her side while she delves into the case, Lily soon learns that it's not all bingo and low-sodium diets at Moonrise Manor.

When Lily Mason and her human boyfriend, Parker Knowles, help a friend rescue two abused pitties, they're determined to find out who abandoned the dogs in a deserted house. But the decrepit home has other secrets, too, such as the dead body in the basement. For once, Lily hasn't stumbled upon a corpse, but Parker's buddy has - and he's arrested for murder. With the help of their friends, human and nonhuman alike, Lily and Parker are determined to find out what really happened. Even if it means putting their own lives in danger.

Most days, I’m just trying to raise my kid and not die. So when a troupe of randy pixies gather in my garden, demanding I protect them, I’m like, bitch, I can barely protect myself. On top of that, I have to worry about monster attacks from enemies new and old. My grimoire keeps talking in riddles. Linda the Gnome is more surly than usual. Thank heavens for my hottie druid boyfriend who has my back, front, and side, and a fat cat named Bob who calms me better than a prescription mood stabilizer. Tru-craft has been nature’s midlife gift that keeps on trying to kill me.

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.