Witches of Gales Haven

Marla’s ancestors saddled her with frizzy red hair, sarcasm on tap, the Gawama last name, and the urge to run from her problems. Her bloodline was also supposed to guarantee she’d be a powerful witch. She isn’t, not by a long shot. Only those with magic are allowed in her hometown. Now that her teenage children are awakening, and sparking enough power to be a fire hazard, she’s headed back. Even if she isn’t ready. Even if she’s fresh out of divorce court. But then Marla and her kids all but blow up the town on day one.

Marla figured returning to her small hometown would be the start of a simple life — albeit one with magic. She figured wrong. Magic was part of the deal, but the new role assigned to her wasn’t. What does she know about detecting? Nothing at all, a fact made plainly obvious during her first day on the job. What do a foul-mouthed leprechaun and Spanx have in common? Marla is about to find out....

Marla Gawama is the new detective of Gales Haven. She knows nothing about sleuthing, but her nan assigned her the job, and what Bessie Gawama wants, she gets. Marla does her best to carry out her new detective doo-ties. She even dons her comfortable running shoes and sets out to get ’er done. But when some bumbling bumpkins show up in town, and Haveners start losing their marbles left and right, it becomes clear she’s not cut out for the job. That never stopped a Gawama witch before. And she isn’t going to let it stop her now.

Marla Gawama is getting the hang of being the only detective in town. The weird is seeming less weird and...ha. No, not really. The odd just keeps getting stranger. It is Gales Haven after all.
But Marla, like a champ, is learning how to be an interpreter for a no-nonsense hedgehog matriarch, how to solve minor crimes in Spanx and confectionary, and how to balance her kids’ needs with her new love life.

Just when Marla Gawama thinks she might be getting the hang of her detective doo-ties, the universe has to go and prove her wrong.

Marla survived another mad caper, one she solved by the skin of her teeth. Her ankle might never be the same after all that creature humping, and there are some Haveners she’ll never be able to look at the same, but at least no one’s in love with her who doesn’t want to be. She only has the one boyfriend now, and Quade Contonn is more than enough wizard for her. In fact, he’s the perfect fit. After decades apart, reuniting with her first love couldn’t be going better.