Renee George

Pregnant werecougar Lily Mason and her human mate Parker Knowles will soon be first-time parents, and they're not nervous at all. Hah Yes, they are. The duo is determined to do everything right. Including getting their two adorable pitties, Smooshie and Elvis, prepared for a human sibling, baby-proofing everything around the house, buying a family-friendly vehicle, and taking birthing classes at the community center.Lily and Parker are making friends with several of the other parents-to-be. They are bonding over nurseries, baby showers, and all the joys and not-so-joyous parts of pregnancy. Secrets turn toxic when one of the dads is found murdered, and it turns out the class is full of suspects who wanted him dead.When the only single mom in the group, someone Lily has grown fond of, is arrested for murder, Lily is convinced that, while the woman might have motive, means, and opportunity, she isn't the guilty party.Lily, Parker, and the Moonrise gang aren't going to let an innocent woman give birth in jail. But the victim has a lot of enemies, and finding out who really offed Daddy Dearest is turning out to be a real killer

My name is Nora Black, and I'm celebrating my BFFs midlife matrimony Gilly is engaged, and I have invited a couple of friends to help us celebrate her bachelorette vacation in wine country. We are leaving work behind for three days of good food, good friends, and good fun. Or so I thought. When the youngest of our group, Tippy Davenport, gets flirty with a local musician, his girlfriend is less than pleased. Some might even call her reaction homicidal. But when the woman turns up dead during a vineyard tour, our vacation turns into an investigation. It doesn't take a sommelier to sniff out the sour grapes surrounding this murder, including the astringent scents of old money, family intrigue, jealousy, and greed. I'll have to employ my psychic nose to catch a killer and get the bride back home to Garden Cove in time for her wedding.

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.It's Battle Royale time. I'm so over selfish magical creatures trying to steal my powers and my life. I'll need the help of all my tru-craft guardians if I stand a chance against my supernatural foes. But first, I'll have to get into the spirit of my new element before the spirit gets into me.Literally.

My name is Nora Black, and I'm having a very merry messy midlife Christmas 50's are the new 40's 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. This Holden Family Holiday should be filled with scents of peppermint, gingerbread, and pine, but all I smell is danger. It turns out my psychic nose really is the gift that keeps on giving. ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ An unputdownable, thoroughly enjoyable, cozy mystery by USA Today Bestselling Author Renee George. Featuring an older heroine, strong friendships, and romance with a young detective...oh, and a mystery that only this heroine's nose can sniff out.

Being a forty-something, newly divorced, single mom is getting easier every day. Thankfully, so is being a witch, you know, when monsters and power-hungry sorcerers aren't trying to kill me. And they aren't the only ones who want to take me down. Too bad for all of them. I don't die easy.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.Literally.

Being a forty-something, newly divorced, single mom can have its ups and downs, but discovering that I possess elemental witch magic has turned the downs deadly. 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. No help there. Linda the Gnome is more surly than usual. Even less help. 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.Earth nearly turned me to dust.Fire almost extinguished my flame.If I don't master this new element, Air is going to blow me into the next life. Literally.

My name is Nora Black, and I'm proof-positive that life past fifty just keeps getting better. I have great friends, own my own business, and I have a wonderful man in my life who loves me, crow's feet and all. For my BFF Gilly's birthday, we are heading to an 80s-themed mystery weekend set in an old high school, and I'm looking forward to big shoulder pads and even bigger hair. The fact that my guy Ezra looks great in tight jeans doesn't hurt one bit, either. But 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 schools out for murder.

A blizzard, a body (or two), and another mystery to solve. 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. When a blizzard strands them all on the mountain, and a guest goes missing, the Moonrise gang kicks their investigation into high gear. They will have to pull out all the tricks if they are to have a snowball's chance of solving the murder, before the killer can claim another victim.

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. My grimoire has revealed a new element I have to learn, and I am walking the ditch between the two paths. I'm going to need the help of a grouchy gnome, a cuddly imp, a fiery ifrit, and a hottie druid to keep me from burning down my life and everything around it. My new reality is nature's cruel midlife trick. Surviving Earth magic without blowing up my entire world has been hard enough. If I don't master Fire, I'll go down in flames. Literally.

Nora Black finds herself in the midst of a murder mystery involving deadly snakes and family secrets at a chaotic baby shower in Garden Cove. Using her wits, unique psychic ability, and quirky friends, Nora must suss out the clues before the killer can strike again.My name is Nora Black. I'm over fifty and loving it. I've embraced the aches and pains, the failing vision, and the new slightly odoriferous psychic gift that seems to keep on giving.Of course, the somewhat younger man in my life helps.However, I'm on my own in the latest smell-o-vision adventure of deadly snakes, a hijacked bridal/baby shower, and a groom in jeopardy.Well... maybe not totally alone. With my two BFFs, my sweetie cop and a whole bunch of nutty Garden Covians by my side, we'll come out smelling like roses.The aroma with a view into the future may look bleak, but I plan to win. Life is just too damned good to accept the alternative.

My name is Nora Black. I'm turning fifty-two, but I don't feel a day over thirty-nine. That is, when I can find my glasses, my feet don't hurt, and my scent-induced psychic ability isn't showing me crimes. For my birthday, my best friends Gilly and Pippa signed us up for a weekend at the Central Midwest Spa Convention. Yay. Massages, fine dining, maid service, and best of all, as long as we attend a few workshops, the weekend is a tax write-off. It should be all sunshine and roses, right? Wrong. My former intern at Belliza Beauty aka the Job Stealer, Carmen Carraway, is a featured presenter. Yuck. Throw in an ex-boyfriend, a number one fan, a brewing scandal, and a dead body, and my relaxing birthday weekend is DOA. I'll need all my senses, along with my friends, if I want to stop a killer from striking once again.

My name is Nora Black. I'm over fifty and enjoying my life to the fullest. That is, when I'm not worried about graying hair, low back pain, allergies, and a psychic gift that sometimes stinks. After solving a murder with the help of my new scent-induced psychic ability, I'm thrilled to report that everything is finally getting back to normal. Better than normal, actually. My BFFs work with me at my Scents & Scentsability shop, I'm dating a young, hot detective, and the upcoming Memorial Day weekend promises to bring in lots of tourists to Garden Cove. There's not a thing in this world that could spoil my great mood...Nothing except a suspicious death. When police officer Reese McKay asks me to use my aroma-mojo to look into the "accidental drowning" of her black-sheep cousin, I can't turn her away. Especially now that she's become a friend. With help from my besties Gilly and Pippa, along with an unofficial assist from Detective Hot Stuff, I'm determined to crack the case of the drowned girl and sniff out the killer before he or she can strike again.