Blair Braden was retired. Now that Pearl has succeeded in her efforts to pull Blair back into the hunter folds, Blair can no longer say she’s a retired hunter. She’s the new liaison between the shifters and the hunters. That’s right, folks, the entire shifter community now has to come to Blair for anything they need with the hunters. Or complaints about the hunters. Or questions about the hunters. Or requests for aid. Really the list can go on. Although, none of the shifters want much to do with the hunters. What surprises her is when the hunters start calling her with millions of questions about shifters. Blair just might have to enlist her daughter as her co-liaison. After all, Meggan is half shifter, half hunter. Blair welcomes the distraction away from the hot alpha biker wolf Maddox who happens to be her mate. The big grumpy man-baby is set on ignoring the mating pulling, which is fine with Blair. For now. Because so far her visions have come true. It’s all going to be okay. Blair can handle anything, including unretiring, selling cursed antiques, finding ghosts, a grumpy wolf, a love-struck wolf, and a grumpy-love-struck wolf. After all, she has a genie now, whatever the world that means. Lily Walker’s life is full. Full of monsters, rogues, and family. She can’t ever say it’s boring, right? Fighting paranormal creatures on a daily basis ensured not one whit of boredom. She loves every minute of it. Then an argument and one kiss with a grouchy ginger beta wolf throws her whole world upside down. Instead of dealing with all the emotional junk, Lily throws herself into her business: hunting ghosts with her new bestie Blair. Their first case is a poor woman who refuses to accept she’s dead, plus their social media pages are getting views every day, bringing in more customers for both the antique shop and the ghost-hunting biz. The whole thing provides the perfect distraction from Reed and his stupid kissable lips. Seriously, the struggle. Is. Real. Blair and Lily are going to have to come to terms with what fate is throwing their way sooner or later. There are only so many distractions in the world, even with Gil granting wishes and Grandmother Pearl interfering. All they need now is for Luci to pop in and complicate matters. Oh, wait…

Bond Girl Head Honcho, Queen Vampire Councilwoman, and now Dragon-Mama Extraordinaire, Hailey Whitfield is exhausted. Having a newborn baby dragon is far more than she bargained for. Little Flint is settling in just fine, though. The little dragon loves anything shiny. Rather like a ferret, except the little booger can fly. They can’t hide anything from him. And he never sleeps. It would help if he’d listen to anyone other than Hailey, but Flint is a one-woman dragon. When Goldie is ready to go to her first day of classes at the new Rune Academy for the supernatural, she wants to wear the brand new bracelet Luke and Ransom bought her. It’s missing, but that’s okay. Hailey knows just where to look for it—in Flint’s hoard. They get Goldie off to school only to have their most shocking news yet. Rogue vampires? Easy. New species of werewolf? Piece of cake. What’s too hard for kick-butt Hailey to handle? Her all-too-human family is on their way for a surprise visit. Everybody hide your fangs! The Whitfield’s looming appearance isn’t the only panic-inducing visit they have to deal with while Goldie is off to her classes. Guess who is back for round two? Only the mother of all vampires, and she’s bringing a mother of a revelation… Now to get to the bottom of the whole dragon thing. As soon as Mommy and Daddy go back home.

If there's supposed to be an adjustment period for becoming a powerful vampire, Hailey totally missed it. There's no time to waste when she suddenly finds herself with another new set of supernatural skills to master. She thought she had seen it all. Little did she know that this newfound connection would bring about a series of extraordinary events. Wasn't immortality supposed to have some perks? Or at the very least no hard deadlines? Oh, well. At least while she's rushing to perfect all of her powers, Hailey is too busy to think about the calamity that awaits her at home. But seriously, how can she and Jax avoid hosting houseguests who hate each other? It may not be possible. Just as Hailey and Jax begin to acclimate to their new identities, the Mother of All craves a taste of the "human experience." Sound vague? Spoilers, baby. With Twin Terrors Allison and Avery still around, life as a vampire is complicated enough. Who needs more drama?

Sisterhood of the Stones is a delightfully funny complete paranormal series about three women thrown together by cursed stones: Citrine, Sapphire, and Onyx. The series is light on the paranormal, light on the romance, and heavy on the hilarious. The legend of the stones claims that there was a pirate and a witch who shared an undying love, but something went wrong. What? It's unclear. Fast forward a few years and Cami, Delilah, and Dr. Ember Thorn must work together to solve the unanswered mystery of Renegade Remington and the love of his life, Ariyah, or be cursed by the stones forever. Along the way, if they're open to it and very lucky, perhaps the ladies might find the loves of their lives, lasting friendship, and oh yeah, one very lovable pig. Citrine Wishes: It's inappropriate to wish for your ex-husband to be run over by a truck. Sapphire Omens: If you wish you knew what people thought of you, to be frank, you’re a fool. Onyx Interruptions: Time stops for no man, but with a little luck and a little onyx, it’ll stop for a woman.

Time stops for no man, but with a little luck and a little onyx, it’ll stop for a woman. Dr. Ember Thorn doesn’t have time to drop everything to take a worthless piece of onyx back to some random Caribbean island because her mother broke a hip and can’t do it herself. It can wait. So, it waits. And waits. It waits until Ember’s life goes a bit wonky. She loses her boyfriend, her job, and her house ends up full of raw sewage. Well, okay, then. No reason not to go reset in the Caribbean. She hops the next plane out and ends up seated beside the man who made sure she lost her job. He had some justification. Ember was the one who sent his very much alive father to the morgue. Don’t freak out. It’s not like it was intentional, and the man didn’t even end up being refrigerated. It was a simple mistake and nobody was injured. Not physically… the not-dead guy may need some therapy. On island time, things aren’t looking up. The airline lost her luggage, then when she gets to the island, she’s thrown from the boat by an over-zealous driver—and her pig. Just as she’s about to drink herself into oblivion, she spots Delilah Bradbury, actress, icon, and movie director. Ember strikes up a conversation—she’s Delilah’s biggest fan, Oh Em Gee!—and her luck finally changes. By some island miracle, Ember ends up with the lead role in the upcoming movie about a pirate, a witch, and a trio of magical jewels. It’s not that easy. Things are never that easy. Nothing is what it seems on Pararey Island. Thanks to Renegade Remington and the love of his life, Ariyah, who are dying—not literally, they’re already dead—to tell their story, maybe true love will prevail for all of them.

If you wish you knew what people thought of you, to be frank, you’re a fool. I burned a lot of bridges when I fell from fame. Not only did I embarrass myself in front of the world, but my tell-all book ruined any chance I had to fix things. And why? All because of a cheating husband and a best friend who betrayed me. It wasn’t worth it. But some things happen for a reason because without my fall from fame, I never would have met Nicky. He loves me for me, and our simple life is pretty close to perfect. When I receive a letter, a chance to step back into Hollywood, to open doors I thought were closed, and possibly regain some of my wealth and fame, I should run the other way. Unfortunately for me, I’m not that smart. I thought I could fix my old reputation. I thought I could show everyone I'd changed. I was a fool. The moment I put on a beautiful necklace straight from a pirate's treasure, I can hear the terrible thoughts from everyone around me. I might just crack. Again. Once upon a time I started over, can I really do it again? Or will my greed end to the worst loss of all, that of the man I love?

It's inappropriate to wish for your ex-husband to be run over by a truck. The same goes for dressmakers, flower delivery people, and snotty little hotel concierges who mess up room reservations. But I don't care. I'm not too proud to admit my daughter's wedding has me stressed out. Okay, maybe I'll only wish for a very small truck to hit him. Twice. There are a thousand things that require my attention, but it's impossible to be productive when all I can think about is the boiling rage I feel every time I look at my ex and his bimbo-of-the-week. I'm trying to pull it together, but everything that can go wrong has. I just need a break and a little pick-me-up. An afternoon getting lost in the local market should do the trick. That's when a pirate's loss becomes my gain. My strange and beautiful new trinket is anything but ordinary. And suddenly everything in my life is falling into place. You know what they say about wishes? It's best to be careful when making them. If you don't know the difference between what you want and what you need, the consequences could be deadly. Or hilarious. Grab this humor-filled, page-turning, suspenseful paranormal woman’s fiction now, and escape into a world of wishes fulfilled.