Hungry Fur Love Series

Can I embrace my destiny as a seer witch, save my hometown, and claim my mate all in one weekend?   You bet my Aunt Edna sized butt I can! Time to put on my big girl panties and do this thing! Growing up in Castor's Corner was a bit tricky for a Castor. As mayor, I'm always working. On top of that, my two BFFs and I make up the town's witch trifecta. It's our job to keep our supernatural town off the human radar and to keep outsiders out. You see, our town has a history of going to hell in a handbasket every time someone new moves in. Like literally. About a hundred years ago, the witches who lived here agreed to keep outsiders out forever. But when I'm accidentally late to our monthly gathering, I kinda left the barrier down. Now we've got Ghosts, Ghouls, and smexy Shifters invading! The town kids are spooked by something in our cemetery and Mr. Hottie McFurry is giving me all sorts of naughty thoughts. Castor's Corner was turning into one hot mess, and it was up to me to clean it up. I just haven't figured out how yet.

Will Donny be able to heal her inner turmoil in order to save her hometown… again?   Castor's Corner is a special town. A magical town. But it's also a huge pain in my rear.   Some folks think all I know is hair. Granted, I am a superb stylist with a keen eye. And honestly, I don't care what anyone says. Beauty is important.   Whether it is a new hair-do or a mani-pedi, changing how someone feels about themselves is a gift. With my special talents, I can improve someone's day, heal their troubles, and bring them joy. What could be better than that?   The things I can do with a pair of scissors is pure magic. But I am not just a witchy hairdresser. I am one of three witches who make up the trifecta protecting our town. Along with my two BFFs, we keep Castor's Corner safe from outsiders.   A few moons ago, we kinda let our guard down, and all Hell broke loose in our Jersey shore town. Now, we've got three new citizens- one is a seven foot tall hunk who makes my knees weak with his soulful brown eyes and flakey croissants, a few new furry familiars with attitudes the size of Aunt Edna's wazoo, and the whole revelation that Grandpa Al, who used to be only Evie's grandfather, was now mine and Bella's too.   Confused does not even begin to sum up how I am feeling. And I can't imagine things are going to get any better. How can it when I don't trust my own feelings?   Avoiding the smexy Shifter is harder than it looks. Especially since he is the only one who can help me channel my suddenly wonky powers, save Grandpa's ghost from Purgatory, befriend my new familiar who absolutely hates me, and keep my regular clients happy.   Our paths seem irrevocably linked, but I'm not sure I like it. To top it off, a blood moon appears just in time for the town's annual Halloween Bash, bringing shenanigans, tricksters, and bad juju aplenty.   Can my besties and I rescue Castor's Corner from certain peril?   Sure. I just have to do it without succumbing to a certain Bear's charms.

Will Bella learn to trust her instincts and her heart?   Growing up witchy in Castor's Corner has always had its drawbacks and its perks.   Perk #1— I run a magical bakery which should be fantastic, considering supernaturals usually have incredibly fast metabolisms.   Drawback #1— that super-duper metabolic rate sort of skipped me and my two besties/cousins.   Perk #2— I am constantly trying new recipes to fix that little hiccup, and the results are delicious.   Drawback #2— they never work. Delectable treats equal excess pounds, regardless of my efforts.   Mom always says curvy is as curvy does. And I does, er, I do curvy pretty well.   Along with Evie and Donny, my cousin/besties, I keep Castor's Corner safe. We make up the magical witch trifecta tasked with protecting our town. A duty we never shirk—except for that one time when Evie was late.   That one blip brought three hunky Shifters to our city, and now my girls walk around town with grins bigger than Aunt Edna's wazoo! Even our ghostly Grandpa Al seems happy with their growly mates. I'm the odd witch out.   My gut says Conrad Boman, the sexy python Shifter, is the one for me. I just don't know for sure. Even Petyr, my totally adorable familiar, can't figure me out.   Summer Solstice is coming, and I have plenty to keep me busy. First, it's our monthly naked bonfire casting party. Next, I have to find the butthead setting fires in my bakery. And last, I have to make the perfect cake for my friends' double wedding.   June is bustin' out all over, and this little baker is pooped. Will I get everything done and still have time for me?   Maybe. Everything good starts with a leap of faith. I just have to learn to trust myself.