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For the longest time, I believed my grandma could do no
wrong.

But then, puberty hit, my body changed, and I started
noticing new things.

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.Mesmerized

by Nevaeh Ryn

Genre: LGBTQ Paranormal Romance

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Kamika Suzanna LeBlanc’s heart broke when her grandmother
passed away at age 78. With a funeral looming over them, she and her mother
travel from Miami to Gaville, the small Louisiana town her mother grew up in.

As Kamika grieves and reflects on her complex relationship with her
grandmother, she meets up with her ex and first romantic partner, Larissa
Harris, and discovers that she has changed in… unforeseeable ways.

As if grieving her grandmother’s death wasn’t already a challenge, her
situation becomes more complicated when she meets Delaney, Larissa’s charming
older cousin, and a mysterious man known as Beau. Soon, Kamika’s world gets
turned upside down when she unearths the secrets Gaville and her family have
been harboring.

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Since she was young, twenty-one-year-old Nevaeh Ryn has had
a passion for storytelling. Writing is Nevaeh’s escape and platform for underrepresented
literary voices.

Nevaeh’s storytelling shapes her, and she hopes to have a
positive impact. In 2025, she obtained a BFA in Creative Writing at Full Sail
University to hone her craft and intends to pursue further education. When she
isn’t lost in her own world, Nevaeh spends her free time gaming on her  PC, cooking up new recipes, and of course,
reading and writing. She’s an avid Sims player and expresses herself through an
ever-growing collection of tattoos.

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When PJ and his team of Paranormal Pursuers unearth the
sinister secrets of the Scottish village of Pittenweem’s witch-hunting past,
they must confront the malevolent spirit of a young boy to save the villagers
from chaos and terror.

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The Phantoms of Pittenweem
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PJ and the Paranormal Pursuers Book 2

by Jacqui Dempster

Genre: YA, Teen Paranormal Adventure

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After moving from New York to Edinburgh to live with his
aunt, PJ very quickly discovered the parallel worlds of the living and the dead
when he was forced to battle the evil Mackenzie Poltergeist at Greyfriars
Kirkyard.

Now, PJ and his fellow ghost-hunting friends are invited to
stay in the picturesque fishing village of Pittenweem in Fife, a place which,
unbeknown to them, has haunting echoes of its witch-hunting past.

However, their holiday promises to be anything but peaceful,
as witchcraft and superstition threatens to bring terror and chaos to the
villagers and the Paranormal Pursuers must face off with the malevolent spirit
of a young boy, Patrick Morton. Can they find a way to prevent him from
reviving the dark and sinister past of Pittenweem before it’s too late?

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School’s out and The Paranormal Pursuers, PJ, Freya, Shuggie and Sunny  catch up at Starbuck’s. Things suddenly take an unexpected and spooky turn, however…

 

“Good to see you both.” Sunny smiles. “Sit down. Here, PJ, hot chocolate for you and Freya, a vanilla Frappuccino.” Sunny never changes – always polite and concerned for everyone else’s comfort. I give him a fist pump.

“Just what the doctor ordered, Sunny, after a day worse than being trapped in Mackenzie’s tomb!”

Everyone laughs. The smile is quickly wiped from my face, though, when I catch some familiar faces in my peripheral vision. They’re tucked away in the corner, their heads together, looking like they’re plotting something evil. It’s Heather who sees me first. She kinda gives a look of disgust and tuts audibly. I don’t know why, but they’re always huddled together in the school yard, giving me dirty looks, or pointing and sniggering whenever they see me and Freya. I give Freya, who’s absorbed in lively banter with Shuggie and Sunny, a nudge, and tilt my head surreptitiously in their direction.

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say they were stalking us.” Freya snorts and shakes her head disdainfully. She gives the girls defiant side-eye, as if to say, you lot don’t worry me, but just as she does, there is a whoosh, followed by the clattering of breaking crockery and the three girls are screaming in horror, coffee dripping from the table and staining their clothes, a mass of broken plates and glass mugs lying in pools of milky liquid on the floor surrounding them.

Other customers are looking on in shock as one woman stands up, clutching her beads and says, “Did you see that? Those plates and coffee glasses shot up in the air of their own accord!”

“I saw it too!” A young woman in distressed jeans and white t-shirt is standing open-mouthed. “It… it’s like a ghostly hand tossed everything up from the table!”

My heart flutters wildly with excitement. Maybe I don’t have to look too far for a new investigation, after all? I’m brought back to earth with a bump as things take an unpleasant turn.

The three girls are sobbing hysterically, and a barista comes running over to see what all the commotion is about. He gives them a bunch of napkins to wipe themselves down. Heather, who is gulping in air, looks aghast and shrieks, “It’s her! Freya!” She points at Freya, whose face is ashen. “She did it. The witch! Nothing like this happened to me until she stayed with us at our other house last year. Her and her mother. They’re evil, I tell you. They make stuff happen. Her and those – those – others! They were summoning up the Mackenzie Poltergeist last year! She’s a witch, I tell you.” Heather now is gurning and wailing uncontrollably.

“Now just wait a minute! That’s not fair, Heather…” I stand up to defend Freya, but almost instantly I’m aware of my cheeks reddening in embarrassment as it’s all eyes on us, the silence deafening. “So just leave Freya alone,” I say, self-consciously sitting back down. Now I’m beginning to understand why Heather’s been so off with us. Freya has paled in open-mouthed horror, her hand shaking as she puts down her cup. Shuggie and Sunny look at each other, eyebrows raised in shock at the sudden fracas that’s developing in the far corner, which also seems to involve them.

The woman with the beads pipes up. “Now, now, dearie. Those young people over there were minding their own business. They did nothing that could have caused this.”

“Are you not listening to me?” Heather is insistent and is not backing down. “Of course she didn’t move. But she gave me the evil eye! I saw it.”

“Well, she did give you a sideways glance,” the younger woman in jeans agrees, “but I wouldn’t say it was the ‘evil eye’, as such. Anyway, there’s no such thing as witches and ghosts,” she adds definitively.

Heather is puce with anger and determination.

“Do none of you recognise them? They’re that bunch of ghost hunters that found Sophie McGregor in the Mackenzie Tomb last year. I know that Freya one! Her mum runs Magickal Moments in the Grassmarket. They’re all into witchcraft and spirits and she’s put the evil eye on me. This isn’t the first thing that’s happened!”

The barista is now looking very worried. I guess he’s thinking that business could be affected if people think there’s a poltergeist in Starbucks. Freya is shaking and looking really upset.

“Och, c’mon, guys,” says Shuggie. “Ah’m no sitting here listenin’ tae that daft girl insultin’ oor Freya and the rest of us any longer. Let’s get oot of here an’ find somewhere else tae talk.”

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The Mackenzie Poltergeist

PJ and the Paranormal Pursuers Book 1

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After his mom dies, PJ reluctantly leaves his New York home
and everyone he loves, to live with his Aunt Katie in Edinburgh. A series of
strange events begin when his aunt’s elderly neighbour and her cat Azrael
convince him that his mom, weirdly, is still very much with him.

At a bereavement counselling group, PJ makes a new group of
friends, all of whom have lost loved ones. Drawn together by their shared
experiences, they soon discover they have something else in common; an interest
in the supernatural. Freya is the daughter of a white witch, Sunny has a
scientific and enquiring mind and Shuggie, a superfan of ghost hunting
programmes. Led by PJ, they try to prove that there is life after death and
that their loved ones are still with them. The team receives strange messages leading
them to investigate Greyfriars Kirkyard where they experience terrifying
paranormal activity and PJ is drawn into the clutches of the evil Mackenzie
Poltergeist after reciting a famous rhyme that invites the restless spirit to
draw back the bolt of his scary mausoleum to allow him entry. There, he finds
himself in a fight of good against evil with the ghost of Sir George Mackenzie.


“If you are, or know someone who is a teenager with a newfound interest in the
supernatural and paranormal, this is the book for you.” 
The Courier and Advertiser (Fife Edition)

“PJ and his friends make a great group of characters, and there’s lots of
laughter to be had as well as scares, while ‘auld reekie’ provides the perfect
backdrop for these ghostly goings-on.”
 LoveReading4Kids & LoveReading4Schools

“This is a terrific story for teen readers to devour on a spooky autumn
evening.”
 The School Librarian
(TSL)

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Who are the Dogs on the Cover of PJ and The Paranormal Pursuers – The Phantoms of Pittenweem?

 

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Well, the small white dog, who appeared on the cover of my first PJ book, The Mackenzie Poltergeist, was designed from a photograph of my beloved Jack Russell Terrier, Smudge. Sadly, at the time the first book went to print, Smudge, who was almost 17 had been terribly ill for a while. The book has a dedication to him but he went to the Rainbow Bridge before publication and I wanted his memory to live on. He does so as ‘Dug,’ Shuggie’s JRT in the book and as the motif on the covers. The other dog, added for the Phantoms of Pittenweem is modelled on Gus, another family dog. He was a Schnauzer who was also a lovely soul. When he wasn’t freshly groomed, he was a shaggy dog on whom I modelled Buddy, PJ’s dog. Gus had also travelled the Rainbow Bridge by the time the new book was published and he joins Smudge on the cover of my second book.

As many people will understand, the grief of losing a pet, who is very much a family member, friend and companion is hard – often just as hard as losing a human. I was devastated at the loss of Smudge and resolved never to have another dog of my own because the pain and trauma was too great. I know that many people say that you should offer another dog a happy home and believe me, I have been tempted – until that wave of grief crashes over me and reminds me of what we went through. I have written about Smudge extensively on my blog; one part (For the Love of Smudge) telling his story and the second part (I’m only talking to my dog today) which explains the strange events after his death which convinced me he was still around and sending messages to say he was OK. These can be found here: Jacqueline Dempster – Medium. I hope that the articles help those of you who find themselves grief stricken after the loss of a beloved pet.

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My days of doggy love are not over, however. Although we don’t have any of our own, we did join an organisation called ‘Borrow my Doggy,’ which offers just what it says on the tin! For a small annual fee, you can offer to borrow other people’s doggies when they need company during the week or a place to stay when their people want to go on holiday. It’s worked out brilliantly for us and we’ve had the joy of looking after Winnie, a Jack Russell Terrier (who looks remarkably like Smudge) and Arlo who is a very cheeky little JRT/Shih Tzu cross. We also look after our grandpups, Willow (guess what – a JRT whose arrival as a pup was accurately predicted by one of the animal psychics I consulted after we lost Smudge) and Pepper, a Poodle/Bichon Frise cross. We have a new boy, Joe, (JRT) coming to visit and stay for holidays very soon! I am certain that Smudge knows that we’ll never replace him but has a hand in bringing all these perfect friends into our lives. It is very strange how all of the borrowed doggies who’ve arrived on our doorstep have been JRTs and I am certain our boy has a hand in it. To be honest, I love each one of them dearly and while they are not our dogs, the grief of losing any of them will be hard. I can console myself, however, knowing that we’ve been able to give them a welcome and the comfort of a loving home from home whenever their mums and dads need a holiday, or just to stop them getting lonely while their people are working. They return the love in spades and I wouldn’t be without them. They’ve also been very willing to read my books as you might gather from the photographs!

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Jacqui Dempster
qualified as a solicitor in 1999 but now works as a malpractice investigator
for an education and qualifications organisation. She lives in Dunfermline,
Fife, with partner, Andrew, and various ‘borrowed’ doggies who visit regularly.
Jacqui loves dogs, especially Jack Russell Terriers and thinks if they ruled
the world, it would be a better place! The doggy motifs on the cover of her
books represent Dug and Buddy who belong to the characters, Shuggie and PJ. Dug
is based on Jacqui’s own beloved Jack Russell Terrier, Smudge, and her
grandpup, Gus, both of whom have sadly passed over the Rainbow Bridge.

Jacqui loves
theatre and ran performing arts schools for young people in Fife. She produced
and directed various shows at the Edinburgh Fringe. When not either working or
writing, she loves to paint and crochet, and of course, read books.

Her first
children’s book in this series, PJ and the Paranormal Pursuers– The Mackenzie
Poltergeist, was published by The Book Guild in 2021.

Jacqui explains:
“The supernatural has featured in my life since I was young, with a grandfather
who saw ghosts regularly and other members of the family, on my Welsh side,
having strange experiences and even dabbling in magic! I studied on the
Edinburgh University Koestler Parapsychology course to learn about the science
of the Paranormal. I have also been on a few ghost investigations with mixed
results.

I live in Fife
nowadays and often visit the beautiful towns and villages within the county.
Fife was one of the famous areas where ‘witches’ were persecuted, and the story
of the Pitteweem Witches is particularly well known. In my book, the story is
told for a younger reader involving a contemporary allegory about one of the
young characters, Freya, who is a Wiccan. The subject of Scotland’s witches
came up in 2022, when an apology was issued by the then First Minister of
Scotland, Nicola Sturgeon to those persecuted, tortured and executed, and MSPs
were invited to consider legislation to pardon them.

I enjoy writing
about various places we’ve visited, and especially about any with spooky
stories attached on my Medium Daily Digest blog.”

Jacqui loves
history and enjoys embracing fact with fiction in her books which she hopes
encourages not only a love of reading in young people but also the desire to
learn about events of the past which often influence the present and the
future.

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Cassie uses her clairvoyant powers to help her detective
brother solve crime…

but will she find the answers in time?

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The Killer on the Heath

The Cassidy Newbold, Clairvoyant Collection Book 1

by Karen J. Mossman

Genre: Paranormal Thriller

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A woman is dead, and another is missing. The only person who
can save her is Cassie.

With no clues and time running out, her brother, Detective
Newbold, desperately needs her help. He is counting on Cassie’s clairvoyant and
empathic abilities to locate Chantelle.

When Chantelle’s brother, Pedro, seeks out a psychic for
help, he meets and falls for Cassie. Though he wants answers, neither Cassie
nor Detective Newbold can give any, which complicates their relationship. To
make matters worse, his overbearing mother adds further damage with her
meddling.

Meanwhile, the killer has been caught, but he refuses to
talk. Now, it’s up to Cassie to read the signs and rescue her lover’s sister.

Will she find the answers in time?

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As we headed for the prison’s gates, I tried to envision what I’d seen, but I was scared to look too deeply. I knew what it meant if I did. Being empathetic, I’d take on whatever was being projected. It’d be like watching a horror film; wanting to see, yet not wanting to see, afraid to miss something important. I was doomed to be haunted.

“Cassie?” Seb’s gentle touch caused me to start as it yanked me from my thoughts. I blinked. “Sorry. I’m just trying to process it all.” Seb squeezed my hand.

Once again, I felt grateful to have such an understanding brother.  I owed so much to him.  After all, it was he who discovered what my gifts were. For a long time, I thought there was something wrong with me; that I was crazy – cursed even. I’d engaged in cutting and locking myself away. When Seb realised what I was doing, he got me the help I needed.  He stopped my self-imposed alienation, ended my suffering, and helped me to understand what I am.

Luckily, I’m not that fragile anymore. But he’s never stopped protecting me – from others or myself.

“Can you tell me anything else?” he asked after a moment. “Give me something to go on?  We’ve got to link Plinth categorically to Chantelle.”

“He’s a horrible man, but I need to sort through it.” I pinched the bridge of my nose. “Chantelle’s saying nothing. All I see is her face, staring, and I’m consumed by her palpable fear.” Frustrated with both him and myself, I snapped, “It’s all just images and emotions, and honestly, the rest I’m afraid to look at.”

“I get that, but he thinks he’s got one over us because we can’t prove it yet. We’re going through everything, piece by piece – his house, his friends, including the one you told us about from the cafe. Basically, we’re taking his life apart.”

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The Sound of Evil

The Cassidy Newbold, Clairvoyant Collection Book 2

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When two best friends vanish without a trace, Cassie Newbold
joins forces with her brother Detective Inspector Seb Newbold, to track them
down. A risky move almost ends in disaster, leaving Cassie shaken and acutely
aware of her near-fatal mistake. Luckily, it also leads to the arrest of Ronnie
Gunner.

With the suspected kidnapper in custody, his chilling laughter still echoes in
Cassie’s mind. As she takes Ronnie Gunner’s hand, a vision reveals every
depraved thing he had done. Will she ever be able to escape the haunting images
now seared into her memory? Ultimately, will it bring her any closer to where
the teenagers are being held?

With a terrifying paranormal encounter to deal with first, can Cassie lead her
brother to the right location and solve the case?

 

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A dark malevolent spirit followed me around, and so far, I’d not acknowledged it. Although lost souls are with us every day, they are usually harmless. As a clairvoyant, I see them all the time. Unless I’m using my gift, I pay them no heed. But this felt different.

Ignoring it was a mistake, which I would realise later. The early hours of the morning saw me return home as dawn stretched its fingers across the sky. A display of orange streaks bathed the area in an eerie glow.

I inserted the key into the lock of the flat I’ve lived in for the last nine years. The plain brown door sat between two shop fronts on the high street, and my entrance was the only one at the top.

As the door shut behind me, the hairs on my neck stood on end. I wasn’t alone. Blindly, I reached for the light switch and snapped it on.

The lone bulb dimly illuminated the staircase ahead, and, immediately, I saw the source of my reaction. A dim radiance lingered on the landing above. It had no worldly form, just a residue of smoky greys and shades of black. The middle appeared denser and resembled the clouds of an impending storm.

A frosty air wrapped around me as I stared up at it. For a fraction of a second, there was a standoff before it rushed in my direction. The breath caught in my throat as the entity passed through me.

In its haste to retreat, it almost knocked me off my feet. My core chilled from its icy blast, and I watched it disappear through the cracks in the front door and out into the high street.

My home had always been my safe place. This was the first time I’d found something here. It had come for me. The question was, why?

Hastily, I legged it up the stairs as annoyance trickled through me. What did it want? Why was it here?

I knew it wouldn’t enter my flat itself unless I invited it, because nothing ever had before. The invitation could be in the form of a build-up of uneasiness and alarm. The spirits liked us to be afraid; it gave them power.

Entities like that thrived on our terrors. It gave them substance. But they didn’t frighten me. My gift of clairvoyance meant I was unafraid of the dead. What did it want? I asked myself.

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The Ghost on the Stairs

The Cassidy Newbold, Clairvoyant Collection Book 3

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When a man-mountain of a guy walks into a café and asks for
you by name, you sit up and take notice. Cassie instantly feels attracted to
the charming Damien Mathers.

He wants her help to banish a ghost from the home of his brother Daniel. Even
as Cassie explains, she is a clairvoyant, not an exorcist. Damien is very
persuasive!

Their relationship blossoms despite the scepticism of the brothers. When
Daniel’s wife Rachel refuses to move in, her fear is palpable as she points at
the shadowy figure lingering on the stairs.

Cassie must intervene and find out why the apparition is reliving the day of
her death. She soon finds another ghost lurking in the attic, one that and does
not appreciate Cassie’s interference.

As things turn bizarre, with spectral figures making their presence felt.
Cassie fights for control as the two worlds collide in a horrifying and chaotic
way.

Will Damien believe a sight so shocking, so surreal, it threatens to shatter
his perceptions? Or has Cassie gone a step too far in her expectation of him?

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Shadowy figures moved around us, unaware of our presence. Wispy imprints of people who probably didn’t know they were dead, still doing what they always had.

My eyes homed in on the frightened girl I saw earlier. She looked happier now as she busied herself in the kitchen.

Someone referred to her by name. It was a whisper that barely ruffled the air. “Isabelle,” I murmured. She stopped and stared right at me as her form solidified.

Rachel gasped; her voice trembled. “I know that name. I’ve heard it before.”

My gaze remained fixed on the apparition; its ethereal glow seemed to pulse faintly in the dim light. She was the only black face amongst white.

As Isabelle hovered in front of me, I saw her properly for the first time. Realising that someone had brought her here as a slave to work in a rich man’s house was shocking. No wonder she had looked so terrified when I saw her when Damien brought me here.

Short, tight afro hair framed a petite face with large brown eyes. She blinked several times, as if unsure she really saw me.

“Isabelle,” I said again. The girl glanced at me as she moved silently between us.  Her gazed rested back on me.

Rachel’s cheeks turned pale as she stared at her.

The boys were oblivious to what was taking place.

Rachel and I followed the young woman towards the stairs.

The brothers watched the scene curiously, clearly not understanding what was happening.

Isabelle mounted the staircase and halfway up, she stopped and looked briefly at us, before proceeding.

“What’s going on?” Daniel asked.

“Don’t you see her?” his wife whispered.

“Who?”

Rachel glanced at me, and I shook my head and went upstairs after the apparition. Rachel followed.

The guys stayed at the bottom, and as we rounded the corner to the next flight, Isabelle disappeared.

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No Ghosts Here

A Cassidy Newbold, Clairvoyant Collection Short Story

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When a young woman kills herself, it is the method that is
most horrifying. Why did she choose to set fire to herself?

Clairvoyant Cassidy Newbold helps bereaved families find closure. It doesn’t
surprise Cassie when Sandra, the mother of a headline suicide case, approaches
her for answers. But what are the questions?
As Cassidy nears the site of the suicide, will she be able to connect with the
victim? Or are no ghosts here to tell their tale?

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The Séance

A Cassidy Newbold, Clairvoyant Collection Short Story

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Cassidy Newbold is a clairvoyant and empath who refuses to
work on All Hallow Eve, but why?

In this short story, we discover the events that still haunt Cassie. As she
recalls a séance that went wrong, we learn why she refuses to tamper with
ghosts at Halloween.

The truth behind why she refuses work on this day of paranormal activity.
Was it Cassie’s fault? Was it the thinning of the veil between worlds?

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Karen J. Mossman is an avid reader, reviewer, book blogger,
and award-winning, multi-genre writer. She became a professional author in
2014, and since then, she has more than 27 published titles to her credit.
These include anthologies, short stories, novellas, novels, and series.

She lives on the small island of Anglesey with her husband
and two dogs.

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She’s marked by stars, hunted by shadows—

and destined for a love that spans worlds.

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Insight

Insight Series Book 1

by Jamie Magee

Genre: YA Paranormal Romance

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“Spellbinding
lyrically crafted fantasy series.” Sarah Dodd

 

“Magic,
action, and paranormal romance offer an escapism that will engross readers—the
story stays with you, unforgettable.” – M. Mass

Cursed with an empathic insight, Willow Haywood has lived her life as a proud
introvert in a small town. Her world shatters when a nightmare brands her wrist
with a star. The foreboding omen forces her family to unveil ancient secrets
that bend the boundaries of reality, dreams, and dimensions.

In the chaos of this revelation, Willow focuses on the good dreams she had
every night of her life. Her instinct promised her that the angel in them was
real, that he was her soul mate, and together they would be an unbeatable force
in the promised war of young gods.

The conflicted path to him was easier to face than the mystery, magic, and
danger haunting the shadows of the cosmic storms on the horizon. With or
without him… her nightmare would soon be her reality if she did not flee to the
dimension her soul once roamed.

Guided by love,
tormented by fear, and hunted by those who would twist her gifts for their
sinister ends, Willow’s journey is one of self-discovery, sacrifice, and the
relentless pull of destiny.

Insight is a spellbinding tale of love,
prophecy, and the courage to find your true self. Perfect for fans of young
adult fantasy and multidimensional adventures, it’s an unforgettable story that
will stay with you long after the last page.

Are you ready to step into the storm? The journey begins
here.

“We lost ourselves in the teen
angst of Fallen, and Hush, Hush. We found courage in the pages of Hunger Games
and Divergent. Our imagination was on fire inside of Mortal Instruments, Throne
of Glass, and The Red Queen. And now we have the compelling, enigmatic,
character-driven thrill ride of the long-reaching contemporary fantasy series
INSIGHT.” Colleen Riley

 

 

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Writing Between the Lines of the Stars: How Astrology Shaped My Debut Novel—and My Life
By Jamie Magee

Hi, I’m Jamie Magee—author of the Insight series and host of the Scheduling Fate podcast. I’m so honored to share a piece of my story with you—and hopefully, spark something familiar in yours.

When I first started writing Insight, I didn’t set out to tell a story about astrology. I set out to chase a daydream that would not stop haunting me…

But as the characters took shape and the plot found its heartbeat, I realized something: astrology—something I’ve loved and studied my whole life—wasn’t just influencing my story—it was embedded in it, quietly guiding every turn.

That’s the thing about astrology. For me, it’s never been about predicting the future. It’s about understanding the present and seeing yourself more clearly, spotting the patterns that keep repeating, and asking why. Astrology helped me make sense of the people I love, the moments that cracked me open, and the paths I kept getting pulled toward—even when logic said otherwise.

In Insight, that idea takes on a life of its own. Willow Haywood, the main character, is an empath. She doesn’t just walk through the world—she absorbs it. Her dreams bleed across dimensions. She feels things before they happen, and fears that she’s too different ever truly to belong.

Early in the story, Willow asks:

“Why do I have to be so freaking different?”
That question wasn’t just hers. It was mine. And maybe, it’s yours too.

That’s where astrology becomes more than a fleeting interest for those who look a little deeper into their stars—it becomes a framework, a pathway to self-discovery. A language I used to explore the idea that we all arrive here with a cosmic blueprint. Not a rulebook, but a rhythm. One written in cosmic timing, energetic signatures, and soul-level lessons.

“Every first breath is full of unthinkable power and promise… but yours, Willow… there’s lifetimes of karma within your natal promise.”

When I was writing the Insight series, I didn’t build characters from the outside in—I started with fictional natal charts. I let the planets sketch out their strengths, their flaws, and their fated paths.

Each planet played a role:


☉ The Sun as their purpose.
☽ The Moon as their emotional truth.
☿ Mercury as their voice.
♀ Venus, what they loved.
♂ Mars, what they fought for.
♃ Jupiter as their wisdom.
♄ Saturn, their lessons.
♅ Uranus, their breakthroughs.
♆ Neptune, their dreams.
♇ Pluto, their transformation.

Every twist in the plot echoed a celestial rhythm. Astrology wasn’t the theme of the story—it was the pulse behind it.

And once I began writing, I couldn’t stop. The first draft of Insight came quickly. Within a year, I had three more books written and a growing realization: I wasn’t just telling a story. I was telling a collective story. And I needed a way to keep the conversation going—not just in fiction, but in real time.

That’s why I created my podcast, Scheduling Fate.

Unlike the novels, the podcast isn’t fantasy. It’s real-world astrology—delivered in plain language, rooted in current transits, and grounded in daily life. I break down the emotional waves, the energetic openings, and the timing cues you might be feeling but not fully understanding.

I started the show because I wanted to make astrology feel useful. Something that helps you stop fighting your nature—and start flowing with it. Because I believe that timing matters, knowing when to pause, pivot, or push forward can save us from burnout and self-doubt. That your chart doesn’t limit you—it liberates you.

Astrology helped me understand myself as a writer: someone who needs space, silence, and deep emotional honesty. And it helped me craft characters who wrestle with the same questions we all face—just with a bit more magic.

“The stars do not shape our lives; we choose our path to the fate we accepted long before we take our first breath.”

That line from Insight captures my belief: astrology is a mirror, not a map. A way to remember who you are—and who you came here to become.

So, if Insight is the soul’s story told through fiction, Scheduling Fate is the ongoing dialogue. A chance to check in with your energy, your timing, and the path you’re consciously (or unconsciously) choosing.

You don’t have to speak astrology to understand either one.

You just have to be curious.

You just have to have wondered—even once—Is there more to this moment than what I can see?

Because the answer, always, is yes.

If you’re ready to dive into a story filled with karmic twists, soul contracts, and unforgettable characters, I invite you to begin with Insight—the first book in the series, free to download at your ebook retailer.

And if you’re curious about your chart—your timing, relationships, and purpose—come join me at SchedulingFate.com. You can tune in wherever you get your podcasts, and explore more tools, insights, and cosmic downloads at my site. I’d love to walk this path with you.

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Jamie
Magee is not your average author—she’s also an astrologer and the host of Scheduling Fate, a podcast where insight
meets inspiration. With over 22
published novels
spanning Young Adult, New Adult, and Contemporary genres,
Jamie has captivated readers with stories that stir the heart and awaken the
soul.

Her
passion for storytelling is matched by her love of astrology. Whether she’s
guiding you through fictional dimensions or decoding the deeper meaning of
life’s turning points, Jamie helps her audience align with purpose, embrace
their own rhythm, and schedule fate
with intention.

 

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A dead teacher.

A scandalous secret.

And a PI who’s way too caffeinated to quit.

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Ghost and Tell

Ghost Detective Book 10

by Jane Hinchey

Genre: Paranormal Cozy Mystery

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A dead teacher. A
scandalous secret. And a PI who’s way too caffeinated to quit.

Being a private investigator—and a ghost whisperer—means juggling the dead, the
murderous, and an espresso addiction I refuse to acknowledge.

When the ghost of schoolteacher Sandra Greaves crashes my morning coffee, she’s
not here for small talk—she needs me to find her killer. Problem is, her memory
is patchy at best, and the only thing she’s sure of? Someone wanted her
silenced.

The trail leads straight to shady school financials, questionable payouts, and
a scandal involving an angry parent and a morally bankrupt school board member.
Now I’m knee-deep in hush money, buried secrets, and motives worth killing for.

Meanwhile, my smokin’-hot husband is trying (and failing) to keep me out of
trouble, Thor, the talking cat, won’t shut up about his diet, and Bandit, my
cereal-stealing raccoon, is plotting her next snack heist.

But someone out there thinks I’m getting too close to the truth—and they’ll do
anything to keep it buried.

Join Audrey Fitzgerald in Ghost and Tell, a paranormal cozy mystery
featuring a talking cat, a mischievous raccoon, a ghost with unfinished
business, and a murder to solve!

 

 

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Jane Hinchey delivers snort-worthy cozy mysteries and
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heroines, lovable sidekicks, and heroes who are more than just a pretty face,
her books are an irresistible mix of humor, magic, and heart. From witches
cracking cases to vampires in love, she offers an adventure where the
extraordinary is the norm and love bites in the best way.

Living in Adelaide, South Australia, Jane crafts stories that promise an escape
to a world brimming with mystery and passion. Get ready to be whisked away into
tales where every page promises a thrill, a laugh, or a heart-thumpingly good
romance.

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Will she give him another chance, or will she reject her
mate for good?

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Warrick

Rocky Mountain Pack #2

by Liza Bee

Genre: Small-Town Paranormal Romance

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Will she give him
another chance, or will she reject her mate for good?

 

Aspen

Every chance that I give him, he only shows me that I’m the
fool. Fate might have paired us together, but only one of us wants a chance.
After coming home from college, I opened my very own bookstore, built a home,
and found Chase, the mountain lion shifter. It might be against the rules for
us to mate, but they never said we couldn’t be in a situationship.

 

Warrick

After watching Silas claim his mate and tackle the Ghost
River Pack dilemma, I decide there isn’t any reason that I shouldn’t claim what
Fate bestowed upon me. If only I hadn’t been an idiot before and ruined all my
chances. I’ll do anything I can to win my mate over, but first I have to get
Chase out of the way.

Rocky Mountain Pack is a cozy shifter romance with spice.
The series is full of cozy warm feelings and a meddling grandmother. Each book
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She thought moving
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Nova

I have lived my entire life in New York City, dreaming of
the day I could move to a small mountain town. A new job in Jasper, CO,
launched my new life, only to be met by Silas, the grumpiest person ever. He
won’t be able to prevent me from fulfilling my dream of living here. His hatred
fueled a fire in me, a defiant joy in proving him wrong.

 

Silas

The day the city girl moved to town, my life was ruined. Not
only is she new here, but she is my mate. The problem? She is human. I don’t
have time to deal with the upcoming mating heat when I have to worry about the
debt to the Ghost River Pack. Now, if I could only stop the meddling of Gail,
the matriarch of our pack, I would be golden.

 

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things that go bump in the night. Her obsession with monsters started as a
young child when she fell in love with the Beast.

When she became an adult and was introduced to Monster
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more with the genre. This inspired her to write her own stories and share her
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A Dead Man Speaks

by Lisa Jones Gentry

 

(The Clive January Mystery Series, #1)
Publication date: November 29th 2024
Genres: Adult, Mystery, Paranormal, Thriller

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Introducing the first in a new paranormal crime mystery series set in 1980s, New York City on Wall Street

Clive January is a driven, self-made Black man, a ruthless, wildly successful investment banker who had it all – until he is shot and killed from behind by an unknown assailant. As Clive lies in a pool of blood, his life slowly ebbing away, he hears voices, unearthly beings tormenting him, telling him that he will burn in hell, unless he finds out who killed him. Now before it’s too late, his ghost must solve the crime of his own murder and his only choice is to work with the white racist cop assigned to his case, Detective Bob Greene.

Their relationship begins in hate and distrust, but soon they each realize that they have more in common than they could ever believe. And in the wrenching ending, they discover the truth that frees them both.

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I slipped into my car, the creamy leather seats enfolding me as I whizzed down the expressway…the smell of the ocean filled the car…an aphrodisiac, teasing my senses. I thought about her waiting for me…opening the door…And then I saw her face, the light green eyes clouded against her golden, taffy-colored skin, the thick mop of dark, curly hair framing her face. How often had I held her, how often had I seen her lips part in that same half-teasing, half-defiant smile…

“Hi…”

I grabbed her, wanting to make love to her before I told her. But she smiled playfully, pushing me away. “Look what I got.”

She pulled out a gram of icy, white coke, licking the edge of the paper hungrily. “To celebrate.” Would she still want to celebrate when I told her that I’m leaving, but not with her? All the years between us, but I still can’t do it; I still can’t surrender my soul to her. Would she understand this time, too?

“Here, Clive. It’s good…” A sucking noise. The dull light glinted against the pipe, trembling ever so slightly. She must really be fucked up.

“Almost as good as the first time…remember…”

That’s what she always said. Ssssssssssssss, a nice long one. My eyes shut tightly, letting the feeling curl over me like a woman’s touch, soft, seductive, and always so deadly.

“I’m gonna get some champagne.” She leaned down over me, kissing me slowly. I could taste the coke on her lips. Her hand rubbed my cheek. Tiny, soft hands.

My eyes followed her small body weaving out of the room, down the hallway, and into the kitchen. I closed my eyes again, going over every detail of my plan in my mind for the hundredth or maybe thousandth time; I’d lost track now. Every step sharpened by time and urgency. One more week, and I’d have the final payment and my freedom from a life that was no longer mine.

I was finally starting to relax; the blow was starting to kick in. It always took longer when I was tensed up, but now the tingly feeling was rushing through me. A sharp, searing pain was suddenly tearing through my back, ripping the breath out of me. I doubled over. It felt as if someone had taken a thousand knives and exploded them in me. And it was all a blur, except for blood everywhere: on my chest, covering my hands, the white carpet, and the room’s empty.

And I realize, I’d been fuckin’ shot…somebody’s…but now the room was spinning. I knew this was it. The dark curtains were enveloping me and then the light…like the light at home, soft…beckoning…taking me to the place I thought I’d forgotten. And then I smiled, I understood now, all the years, all the money…the lies, but you could never escape, it would always pull you back…

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About Author Lisa Jones Gentry:

People would consider Lisa Jones Gentry, the author of “Forbidden Love” a true renaissance woman, because the former entertainment attorney, became an artist, author, creative executive, and writer-producer for film, television and digital content…

Lisa discovered her passion for the creative side of the business while serving as broadcast counsel at CBS in New York City, where she was the lead attorney on deals ranging from multi-millions to billions, such as the Olympics and Major League Baseball deal. But her Hollywood calling changed from “behind-the-deal” to “behind-the-laptop”, and ultimately moved to LA to break into the business as a writer-producer. As luck would have it, the first film script that she and her writing partner wrote was optioned by Paramount.

For the next four years they had several screenplays and teleplays optioned and set up at networks and studios, including development deals. She then took that creative experience and brought it to her position as EVP of Development for the stalwart Western International Syndication, formerly a division of renowned Western International Media, once the largest media buying entity in the world. Charged with expanding the company’s traditional roster of syndicated programming into network and cable, she executive produced over 100 hours of television in various formats and genres, airing on broadcast and cable. She also structured a joint venture between French broadcasting giant TF-1, Stephen J. Cannell Productions and Western for the international distribution of a one hour dramatic series.

Though “behind-the-deal: again, she didn’t stop her work behind-the-laptop and during that time wrote her first novel, “A Dead Man Speaks.” It garnered her an NAACP Image Award nomination for Best Debut Author, followed by a Literary Critics Award nomination for best general fiction. And her creative roll continued with a First Look Deal for Lisa and her writing partner at Sony Pictures under their Screen Gems banner.

With the cataclysmic changes in the “business,” like many other writers and producers, it wasn’t long before Lisa expanded her focus to digital media and due to her writing and executive experience was recruited to be the CEO of Comedy Express, a start-up broadband network targeting the young adult male demo. Ultimately, Comedy Express was acquired by the famed National Lampoon.

Following the acquisition of Comedy Express, Lisa not only managed to write another book – this time as a co-author of the nonfiction, “So You Want to be A Lawyer,” now in its second printing –she continued her expansion into digital media and technology and worked as Co-CEO of another early stage start-up company that launched two 24/7 television networks on cable, IPTV and satellite networks outside the US in Europe and Asia. Today, Lisa is a frequent speaker on technology and digital media, at the Tribeca Film Festival, the FCC start up conference and many other venues.

As if all that she’s done isn’t enough, Lisa is also an accomplished artist, and has been exhibiting and selling her work for several years. She has had worked featured in television series and TV Movies and buyers of her work have included on air talent, Arthel Neville and television Executive Producer, Samm Art Williams.

And while she loves exploring her artistic side, Lisa has no intention of slowing down her writing, as she continues to flex her creative muscle with several TV and film projects that she’s developing as well as her current book, “Forbidden Love,” the true love story of a white nun and a black priest in the segregated fifties as told by their son Joe Steele.

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Someone—or something—wants Kellen out of town . . .

Kellen Brand’s inheritance comes as a monumental shock—

a rundown farm she doesn’t want and one paroled Watcher all her own.

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Cowboy Watch

The Watchers Book 1

by Petie McCarty

Genre: Paranormal Small-Town Romantic Suspense

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The Watchers Series—

Fallen angels cast out of heaven by the archangel Michael for coercing
with Satan to gain control. Some of these turncoats—duped late in the game by
Satan’s lies—doubled back to seek redemption for their unwitting
betrayal.  Offered parole in exchange for penance,
these Watchers are given the toughest bodyguard missions with little
leeway for success.
One last chance.
These are their stories . . .

Someone—or something—wants Kellen out of town . . .

Kellen Brand’s inheritance comes as a monumental shock—a rundown farm she
doesn’t want and one paroled Watcher all her own. Kellen’s
eccentric mother believed Watchers to be fallen angels seeking
penance by guarding individuals who had lost their way. Seriously? A Watcher?
Only her mother  . . .

Since Kellen vows no sane woman would choose to live in
Riverside, she’s on a mission to dump the old farm fast and to the first buyer
who comes along. Unfortunately for her, the only buyer is a
resort developer, spurned by a townful of objectors and one handsome cowboy—her
neighbor, Luke Thornton. Luke must block Kellen’s farm sale or risk exposure of
his own family’s secrets. He can ill afford his immediate and compelling attraction
to his new neighbor.

Someone is watching Kellen, but not who she thinks. Someone
deadly and intent on scaring her out of town. Or worse. Luke has a
hellish choice to make—step in and rescue Kellen from her threats, or to
protect his family, stand by and watch . . .

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“Vera tells me she told you about the haunted cemetery,” Gerald called to her, as the front door jingled again.

“She did,” Kellen called back and placed a few candles in her basket.

“Don’t worry. I’ll protect you,” said a familiar voice from behind her.

If it was possible for a voice to leer, this one did. She slowly turned. “I don’t need any protection, Sheriff.”

Reilly maneuvered way too close for her liking and cornered her between the last two rows of shelves. “You never know what to expect here in West Virginia, right?” His voice dripped with sarcasm, and his rat eyes glittered like two black aggies.

A wave of apprehension chilled her skin. The evil eyes of the mean boy who threw dirt clods had changed to the leering eyes of a much larger and quite fearsome man. The mean boy was now the sheriff. If he threw dirt clods, who would she call?

He edged closer.

She stepped back and bumped into the last row of shelves. She felt just like the jackrabbit her dog once cornered in the barn.

“I can look out for you while you’re here, Kellen. Special-like.”

The way he said her name sent a shiver down her spine. She could feel the lower shelf jabbing into the back of her calves.

He took one more step. His sour breath invaded her space and she wanted to gag. Like David, she let this man get to her.

“Real special.”

She could hear Gerald talking to a customer. No help there.

Reilly reached a hand toward her face, and a fist snagged the sheriff’s wrist.

“She doesn’t need any protection,” a deep voice growled. “She has plenty.”

Luke Thornton had an iron grip on Reilly’s wrist, his knuckles white with the effort. Reilly tried to glare him into submission, but the steel-like glint in Thornton’s eyes forced the sheriff to blink. Thornton tossed off the wrist but stood his ground, edging a shoulder between Kellen and her assailant. For a brief instant, Kellen forgot how maddening Thornton was. She wanted to grab him and kiss him for saving her from the foul-breathed sheriff.

“Watch yourself, Thornton,” Reilly growled. “I run this county.”

“Not all of it, you don’t.”

Kellen took deep breaths to slow her racing heart. She blinked, and the sheriff was gone. Luke stood so close she could feel the heat radiating from his body, and that certainly didn’t quiet her pulse. She stared into his dark-chocolate eyes and held on to the breath she’d been so desperate to suck down only moments before.

“Are you all right?”

Was that worry in his eyes? For her? Oh, good heavens—she was still staring. He was asking her something. What was it? Oh yeah, was she all right?

She nodded.

Words were too much at the moment. Too many emotions. Panic at Reilly accosting her again after all these years and then discovering her knight in shining armor. Luke’s focused gaze had her heart fluttering and from more than fear. She couldn’t manage to release the air in her lungs.

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Petie spent a large part of her career working at Walt
Disney World—”The  Most Magical
Place on Earth”—where she enjoyed working in the land of fairy tales by
day and creating her own romantic fairy tales by night, including her
new series, The Cinderella Romances. She eventually said good-bye to
her “day” job to write her stories full-time.

These days Petie spends her time writing new Cinderella
series tales, her new The Watchers series, sequels to her regency
time-travel series, Lords in Time, and more contemporary romance standalones to
go along with her two previous releases—Any Fin For Love and Ambush
in the Everglades
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Petie shares her home on the Cumberland Plateau in Tennessee
with her horticulturist husband and an opinionated Nanday conure named Sassy
who will make a cameo appearance in the upcoming Book 2 of The Watchers series,
Christmas Watch.

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Corsets and Casualties: A Ghostly Fashionista Mystery
by Gayle Leeson


Corsets and Casualties: A Ghostly Fashionista Mystery
Paranormal Cozy Mystery
6th in Series
Setting – Virginia
Publisher ‏ : ‎ Grace Abraham Publishing (March 25, 2025)
Number of Pages: Approx. 242
Digital ASIN ‏ : ‎ B0DV3KKSR1

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Stitched together with charm and mystery, this is one ghostly fashionista adventure you won’t want to miss!

For retro fashion designer Amanda Tucker, creating showstopping Halloween costumes seemed like the week’s biggest challenge—until her ghostly companion, Max, discovers an antique Bible tied to her own family history. When the Bible, purchased at an estate sale, is revealed to have belonged to Max’s grandmother, Amanda finds herself caught in a whirlwind of hidden relatives, long-buried secrets, and family intrigue.

Meanwhile, Amanda’s assistant, Zoe, struggles to decide between chasing her dreams in fashion and giving in to her mother’s demands to work at the family diner. As if the week couldn’t get more tangled, Amanda’s grandfather and Max’s nephew uncover shocking news at the estate sale’s auction house: the proprietor has been shot.

With Designs on You hanging by a thread, Amanda and Max must unravel the mysteries of the past before they sew up a perilous future. Will their sleuthing skills save the day, or will these secrets prove too dangerous to handle?

About Gayle Leeson 

Gayle Leeson is a pseudonym for Gayle Trent, an author living in Virginia with a beautiful family and quite a few pets. I have also written as Amanda Lee. As Gayle Trent, I wrote the Daphne Martin Cake Mystery series and the Myrtle Crumb Mystery series. As Amanda Lee, I wrote the Embroidery Mystery series. As Gayle Leeson, I have written and/or am writing the Down South Cafe mystery series, the Ghostly Fashionista mystery series, the Kinsey Falls women’s fiction series, the Movie Memorabilia mystery series. I also co-wrote some of the NYT best-selling Victoria Square series with Lorraine Bartlett. As G. Leeson, I write the Literatia portal fantasy series.

Kerry Vincent, Hall of Fame Sugar Artist, Oklahoma State Sugar Art Show Director, and Television Personality says the series is “a must-read for cake bakers and anyone who has ever spent creative time in the kitchen!”

Says Dean Koontz, #1 New York Times bestselling author, “One day I found myself happily reading . . . mysteries by Gayle Trent. If she can win me over . . . she’s got a great future.”

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The Fallen Guardian

by Dawn Chartier

 

Publication date: March 14th 2025
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance

*When Darkness Tempts the Divine*

Gracyn James has made vengeance her life’s mission. Haunted by the brutal murder of her family, she survives on the streets with The Inciters, a vigilante group that delivers justice to society’s worst. But her ultimate goal remains elusive: finding her father and uncovering why he destroyed her world. When a deadly encounter with the seductive and powerful Angel of Death, leaves her faction annihilated, she’s forced into an uneasy alliance.

Lucien Ward, a fallen Guardian with a shadowed past, is on a mission of his own. Stripped of his former glory, he hunts for the truth behind his family’s downfall while fulfilling his grim duties as the Angel of Death. Gracyn’s fiery spirit—and an uncontrollable power she doesn’t yet understand—may be the key to his redemption. Or, she could bring about the end of both their worlds.

In a battle where loyalties blur and fate twists cruelly, can they uncover the truth before their intertwined destinies ignite chaos?

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She took a moment to really see him before stepping inside. He had a face she’d etch in her mind forever. Rumors about the Angel of Death were wildly inaccurate. No one described him as painfully beautiful. Probably no one left alive to give a firsthand account. He didn’t appear the radiant or Greek god she’d imagined. Nor did he have wings. The Inciters had been wrong about that too. Maybe he wasn’t one of those kinds of Seraphs. His build was that of a fighter. A fighter who’d been through hell and back.

He tilted his head, watching her watch him. Her pulse hitched, but that didn’t stop her from memorizing every detail. Silver-blond hair half pulled back, revealing a prominent hard jaw with a slight scar comparable to the scar her father had.

But those hypnotizing, glowing, golden eyes hid something she couldn’t read. They weren’t angelic. More devilish, if you asked her. Kind of animalistic. Like he would hunt her down and eat her alive if she tried to escape his prison.

“Inside,” he ordered with that whisky-smooth, oh-so-sure voice. He’d turned colder since they’d arrived.

“Wait!” She couldn’t accept this was it. They were supposed to barter. Did he lie?

“Get in,” he ordered.

“I thought we were going to talk. I’ll help you and you’ll help me. That’s what you said.” She’d never forget the face of the Seraph who killed her friends. Poor Collin would never get to become an Inciter like he’d dreamed about. She’d only joined to find her father.

“Inside,” he said sterner. “There’s something I must do first. Move.”

She faced the cell and sighed. “How long will I be in here? When are you coming back?”

A steel urinal-toilet combo hung in one corner, with a white sheet-covered cot against the wall. Was this her new normal? Her new life? The realization of never finding the answers she’d been seeking all this time hit hard, unless the Seraph kept his word.

The wall behind her swooshed closed between them. She spun around and banged on the glass door. “No!” Her reflection stared back at her. “Let me out!” Was he still there, watching her? She frowned and hit the door. Her mouth felt like cotton, and the pressure inside her head was splitting her skull in half. “Can I at least get something for my headache?”

No reply.

This moment was like sealing her fate of never having a real home or family ever again. Her adoptive parents were the closest thing she’d ever had, but she still never felt like she fit in no matter how much love they showed her. She was different. She knew it. They knew it.

Now she was ripped away from ever finding out why her dad had done what he did. Ripped away from her best friend, Drake, too. She’d allowed herself to love him like a brother, even though she knew being with the Inciters was only temporary too. So, where did that leave her? Alone? A prisoner? No, this wasn’t her fate.

She dug her fingernails into her palms. How was she going to escape? She had to make a plan to get out of this. Tell him what she knew in small bites. See if he would search as he’d said. Though she doubted he would. She banged again. Tears welled, and she blinked them back. Don’t let him see you weak. Do not cry. Do not cry.

Even though her heart bled for the slain Inciters and Collin, she had to focus on what to say to get what she wanted, but focusing only forced the image of a bloody Collin on the ground. She swallowed. He’d been through so much and hadn’t deserved to die. He’d reminded her of her little sister before she’d died. Her gaze blurred. She shook her head, refusing to cry.

“Crying is for pussies,” Collin had said once after they’d found him shortly after his stepdad beat the crap out of him. She’d caught the glassiness in his eyes, but he never ever cried. I’ll be strong like you, Collin. “I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you either. The Seraph will pay,” she whispered.

Why had she fallen asleep at the warehouse? Sure, she was sick, but she shouldn’t have ever listened to him. She’d trusted the others to keep him safe, but they weren’t strong enough.

Luckily, Drake had gone to his godmother’s or she might’ve lost him too. He’d be devastated when he found Collin and the others. He’d blame himself. A tear slipped, and she slapped it dry. He was probably searching for her now, but would he even know where to look? He never once mentioned where the Seraphs were. Dammit. She was screwed.

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About Author Dawn Chartier:

Dawn Chartier is a contemporary and paranormal romance author known for crafting emotionally resonant stories with compelling characters and vivid worlds. With a background in construction, Dawn brings a keen eye for detail to her writing, creating immersive settings that captivate readers. She has published several romance novels, earning praise for her ability to blend heartfelt romance with suspense and supernatural elements. Dawn lives in the South with her family, where she finds inspiration in the lush landscapes and unique culture of her surroundings. When she’s not writing, she enjoys exploring local cuisine, chilling on the beach and diving into a great book.

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