Sadie Alden traded her city cafes for a beachside dream on Hallow Haven. New island, new life—or so she thought.
The locals seem to know more about her than she does, and that’s just the beginning. One storm and an uncovered grave later, Sadie learns she comes from a long line of island witches. Great.
Now she’s caught between feuding magical families, a standoffish sheriff, a mysterious mountain man, and a chatty kitchen ghost. Paradise has never been so complicated.
Welcome to Hallow Haven, where the coffee’s hot and the secrets are deadly.
One day is all it takes for Sage Rivers to lose everything. Rock bottom? Not quite.
A talking cat drops the real bombshell: Sage is a witch who’s inherited a bookshop in Spellcaster Creek. The catch? Every book she touches now comes with its own ghost.
Just as she’s considering selling the shop, Sage trips over a dead body and lands herself on the suspect list. Now she’s stuck solving a murder with an insufferably handsome guardian named Hunter.
Better master her book magic fast—or she’ll be the killer’s next chapter.
Nora Wildes thought rock bottom was leaving her husband and working two dead-end jobs. Then her aunt Edith turned up dead—supposedly drowned.
Just one problem: witches can’t drown.
Now Nora’s back in Sucre, a town that’s traded its sugar-sweet memories for something darker. Her inheritance? Magical powers she can’t control, a murder investigation she never wanted, and a mouthy cat that won’t shut up.
Everyone’s a suspect, and someone’s watching. Nora better master her magic fast, or she’ll be the next Wildes witch washing up on Lake Spectre’s shores.
Chelsea Moon’s fresh start on Pendle Island isn’t exactly going to plan. She came seeking escape—instead, she got a dead great-aunt, a surprise inheritance, and oh yeah, she’s a witch.
Turns out Great Aunt Griselda wasn’t just the island’s most hated miser—she was murdered. Now Chelsea’s stuck with a haunted mansion, complete with a surly pirate ghost, a demanding familiar, and a suspiciously handsome lumberjack neighbor.
At least the cat’s entertaining—when it’s not trying to get her killed.
Morgan Jones thought the weirdest thing about Vanish Valley was its name—until the sun refused to rise.
A dead body and a family dinner with her bickering witch aunts? That’s just Monday. But when a curse plunges the town into endless night and its humans into an unshakeable slumber, things get really interesting.
Now Morgan’s juggling uncooperative ghost witnesses, ritualistic murders, and whispers of a doomsday cult. If she can get her aunts to stop feuding long enough to break the curse, they might just save the town.
That is, if the killer doesn’t get to them first.
Zora Wick was drowning under a mountain of debt. Then a stranger knocks on her door with news of an inheritance in Compass Cove…
Trading her cramped studio for small-town island life seems perfect, until questions about her aunt’s suspicious death start rising like badly-timed soufflés.
Now Zora’s juggling magical training, a mouthy familiar, nosy cousins, and a murder investigation. She’d better learn fast—because whoever killed her aunt might be hungry for seconds.
Community service takes a weird turn when Celeste is sent to Silverwood—not to pick up trash, but to deal with the local ghosts.
A suspicious death, a warning brick through her window, and the mysterious reappearance of her childhood dog Fluke are just the beginning. Someone’s killing to keep secrets buried, and the dead won’t rest until she solves it.
Good thing Fluke remembers his old tricks—they’ll need them to catch a killer before they both end up six feet under.
Astrid Atwood is slinking back to Raven Bay with her tail between her legs. So much for conquering the big city. Moving back in with mom only costs her dignity, and this dead-end lake town is exactly as she left it—or so she thought.
Old classmates are crawling out of the woodwork, and her former bestie Rachel crashes her homecoming birthday bash. But the real surprise? A waterlogged corpse washing up on shore, with a ghost who won’t take “no” for an answer. Now Astrid’s got to play supernatural detective.
As if seeing the dead wasn’t enough of a shock, turns out she’s got witch blood running through her veins. Welcome home, indeed.
Mara Webb 