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A magical inn bursting with paranormal delight. A picture-perfect seaside town filled with humans who don’t know about their witchy neighbors. This cozy fantasy series has mystery, magic, and a splash of romance!

Up until a week ago, my only knowledge of magic came from the movies. Unfortunately, it didn’t stay that way.

A bout of insomnia leads to witnessing a scene that belongs in a vampire flick—only, the fangs looked way more realistic. One second, I was running for my life, and the next, I found myself choking on a hairball in the back of an SUV.

That’s right … a hairball. See, my body's been hiding a pretty big secret, and I’m some kind of witch. One that turns into a cat when under duress.

Apparently, my choices are fight, flight, or … fur.

Overnight, I find myself thrust into a world of magic and mayhem beyond my most wild sleep-deprived delirium. Until the murderous vampire is captured, I’m placed into some kind of witch-ness protection program, and sent to live in a house full of actual monsters.

What’s the worst that could happen?

Hey, at least running for my life will help me squeeze in my cardio.

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Witches in the Kitchen is the first novel in a new series of paranormal mysteries from Danielle Garrett. Come stay at the Magic Inn where anything is possible—including the stuff from nightmares.

Fairy godmothers who mean business!

The Beechwood Inn for paranormal beings is opening its doors once again, and the first event following the hiatus is a fairy godmother conference.

When the godmothers arrive, I expect them to bust out their knitting projects and sip tea, while they swap recipes and sweet stories of their cherubic charges. So, when the sitting room turns into a defensive magic combat zone and a boot camp style obstacle course is erected in the manor’s backyard, I’m more than a little thrown off.

Then the curse gets unleashed.

It’s all hands—and paws—on deck, if we have a chance of saving the inn from the ravages of the strange and deadly magic.

Luckily for me, I just mastered how to levitate a feather. So, I should totally be able to save the day.

Adjusting to life at Beechwood Inn, with its magical quirks and paranormal guests, was adventure enough. But when the spectral form of Rachel Palmer crashes into my world, things go sideways all over again.

Rachel’s memory is a fractured mirror, with the reflection of Sean Harrington, her wealthy ex-boyfriend, caught in its shards. Despite accusations and suspicions, Rachel’s ethereal heart refuses to believe Sean’s guilt.

Diving headfirst into the maze of Rachel’s past, every corner I turn reveals secrets long cloaked in shadows. Sinister forces are mounting against me, but the heartache and hope of Rachel’s parents, along with Sean’s enduring love, draw me deeper into the cold case mystery.

In piecing together the puzzle of Rachel’s tragically short life, I find more than I bargained for—something that might change the course of my own future.

TGIF used to mean happy hour drinks or curling up with delivery pizza. But when you live in an inn for paranormal beings, the end of the week often signals the beginning of chaos.

And this Friday? A banshee has invaded the basement, I’ve shifted from human to cat three times in one day (a personal record I never wanted to set), and my confidential files at SPA headquarters have mysteriously vanished.

Getting rid of the shrieking banshee is priority number one, and all we have to do is solve a local murder.

Easy enough, right?

The suspect pool quickly narrows to four grieving family members, but it doesn’t take long for the waters to muddy as secrets and resentments bubble to the surface.

Between vengeful spirits, family feuds, and my own mysterious past catching up with me, surviving until Monday is looking less likely by the hour.

Maybe I’d be better off as a full-time cat after all.