検索キーワード： 著者 "Renee George" すべてのカテゴリー

Fifties are the new forties 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.

Lily and Parker are finally tying the knot. Surrounded by their friends, family, and faithful dogs in the quirky town of Moonrise, the long-awaited day promises joy, love, and maybe a few nerves. But when a corpse crashes the wedding party, the impending "I do's" turn into "whodunit?"

Talk about a girl on fire. Literally. Sharing a piece of Zev's soul also gives me access to his fire magic. Oh, yeah, we keep things hot. After a harrowing rescue mission where I pissed off half the folks in a secret supernatural realm—not to mention a snake goddess who wants Zev all to herself—I knew trouble would find us again. I just didn't expect it to show up on the same day I brought Zev home. Someone who clearly missed the memo on "leave the people I love alone or get fired from life" has kidnapped my brother Rowan.

I'm Marigold Everlee, a middle-aged eclectic witch who doesn't have to look for supernatural trouble because supernatural trouble finds me. Especially now that I have been bonded to a fiery ifrit in a way that has the entire djinn world quaking in their bottles. My life takes a sizzling turn when a malevolent supernatural creature comes after me, hell-bent on unraveling the secret to my bond with Zev. As the dark force closes in, I have to summon every ounce of my magical prowess to protect our bond and keep out of the creature's grasp.

Seven months ago, goddess magic allowed me, the very human Marigold Everlee, to have a couple of sizzling nights with the very paranormal Zev. He was tall, dark, and smoking hot. Literally. He's an ifrit—a fire-magic-wielding djinn. Spoiler alert: When the goddess magic poofed—so did Zev.

Being a forty-something divorcee with a college-bound teenage son is a freaking cakewalk compared to wielding my unruly magic. Did I mention that my newly discovered sister wants to kill me? After a hellish week spent with older-than-dirt archdruids and a few new enemies, I’m ready to get home so I can hug my kid and sleep in my own bed. But nope, that’s not how my crazy magical mid-life works. My spirit magic has been triggered, and a ghost’s cryptic message gives me more bad news. Something worse than my psycho sister might be after me. Awesome.

Now that my nero-craft has been triggered, I’m off to the Iron Grove compound, along with my hot druid boyfriend and his violently awesome sister, to learn magic from the best of the best. Of course, not every druid or tru-craft witch is happy about me adding water magic to the earth, fire, and air magic I already wield. There is even talk of a test they want me to take that sounds about as much fun as an alien probing. No, thank you. I’ll have to rely on allies, old and new if I want to survive the incoming tide of enemies who want me to drown in my own magic.

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.

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 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.

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.

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.

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.

The only thing I want more than to marry Billy Bob is to have his baby, but since that ship has sailed thanks to prior trauma, I’m just happy to get him down the aisle. The date is set for the winter solstice, but a challenge from an unexpected guest is turning my special day into a fight-club nightmare. I’ve already had to postpone my wedding twice, and I’m starting to think fate hates my guts. On top of that, there are almost 40 werewolves camped out on Billy Bob's property, claiming that the both of us are their new leaders.

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.

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 I am assigned my first case, a dangerous serial killer known as Little Piggy, I am thrilled and excited to put my profiler skills to the test. I might have an advanced degree in psychology and graduated top of my class at Quantico, but my partner, the oh-so-yummy senior field agent and werebear Dominic Tartan, acts like I’m still in school. Half the time he acts like he wants to ditch me, the other half of the time I’m pretty sure he wants to kiss me.

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.

Reneé felt like all was lost after her car accident. Helped through her challenges by prayer and guidance from Jesus, Reneé eventually decided to transform her tragedy into triumph and create an inspirational guidebook. It was intended to lift others out of the darkness and into the light that comes with healthy eating and exercise. Reneé shares a multitude of low- impact exercises accompanied by inspiring quotes and scripture that invite participants of all levels of fitness to begin moving to reduce stress and achieve a healthier lifestyle.