Resultado narrado por "Joanna Roddy" em Todas as categorias

Horrible histories suggest that the new girl in town Samantha Baker has reason for revenge on the family of the poisoned lawman. Virtually alone and with no time to spare, Sammy turns a sleuth to uncover the cop-killing culprit and solve this messy small-town mystery. Sammy’s investigations will divulge dastardly deeds that require every ounce of faith and forgiveness she can muster before she can finally close the case and put the cherry on this cupcake catastrophe.

The phoenix realm is doing fine without me, and Miami’s home again for the time being. Kit and Angela are planning a wedding, and Thane and I are happy. Using the stone should have been the end of all the bad news.

Hazel Greenwood’s always been a late bloomer. At 28, she’s finally close to completing her Green Witch apprenticeship at Granny Sage's magical bakery. And she’s even found herself a decent boyfriend. Take that, shallow Beige Witch mom and sisters who’ve always sneered down their contoured noses because her magic is more than skin deep. Luckily, Hazel’s matured past the angst of her outcast adolescence…or has she?

Born to a family of elegant yet shallow Beige Witches, 17-year-old Hazel loves brightly colored cupcakes. Her Beige game is so weak, she can't even pull off a proper messy bun spell, a level one hair glamour. Hazel 's resigned to never being good enough...till she discovers she was never meant to be a Beige Witch at all. But when her magical abilities take off, not everyone in Hazel's orbit is thrilled to see the forgotten middle sister finally owning her power.

Following a maniacal fae mage through a portal to who-the-hell-knows-where may not have been the smartest idea. I’m a go-with-the-flow kind of gal, so I make the most of it. Until that werewolf bite on my leg has other ideas. When I finally wake from my fever dreams, I find out I’m not in Miami anymore. In fact, I’m not in the human world at all.

Focusing on getting the kingdom back to normal after Galina’s false and terrible rule has turned out to be a monumental task. Especially because I can’t stop the nagging feeling in the back of my mind that I need to get back to Miami. Back to Thane. Find your mate, Pavel said, but I’m running out of time.