

Nestled in the mountains of North Carolina, where cell signals vanish into the ether and neighbors mind your business like it’s their own, Whisper Grove looks like something straight out of a Thomas Kinkade painting. Historic homes line brick streets, charming boutiques invite leisurely browsing, and the town's beloved café overlooks a picturesque square crowned by its iconic clock tower.
But beneath the postcard-perfect charm lies a secret buried for centuries—one that's clawing its way back to the surface. When the lost heirs of Whisper Grove's ancient coven come home, they discover that being a witch isn't all it’s spelled to be. It's drama, danger, and recalcitrant magic. Oh, and a surly cat who thinks he’s in charge.
As each sister discovers her power, long-hidden truths begin to surface—and someone will do anything to keep Whisper Grove's secrets buried... right next to the bodies.
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Filled with laugh-out-loud moments, magical mysteries, sweet romance, unforgettable characters, and found family, The Witches of Whisper Grove is a cozy paranormal mystery series where every book uncovers another piece of the town's oldest secret.
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A laugh-out-loud cozy paranormal mystery.
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Alexandra Winther has always rebelled. Against what? Everything.
Discovering she was a witch didn’t change that.
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Especially not when it comes to Officer Dean Taylor—the walking penal code who seems determined to find every rule, law, or ordinance she’s broken. She likes a hot cop as much as the next gal, but bend one little traffic law and suddenly she’s Whisper Grove’s most wanted criminal?
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As if that wasn’t bad enough, her magic is on the fritz, her contrary cat has taken another sabbatical with his stuffed bunny, and someone has her family in their crosshairs.
So who’s willing to help her uncover the truth?
No one except that infuriating menace, Dean.

A laugh-out-loud cozy paranormal mystery.
Ellery Winther has always been as comforting as a cool glass of Southern sweet tea.
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That's why the dead like her so much--and she likes them right back--but they're everywhere, and they won't. Shut. Up.
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Except for Carrow Holland--a family friend who disappeared without a trace--that witch ain't talking.
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To find her friend, Ellery must accept help from an unlikely source--a witch from a rival coven.
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Tyr Stone is handsome, powerful... and her enemy's son.
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Can these star-crossed lovers find the missing souls of Whisper Grove, or will they join the ranks of the missing?

A laugh-out-loud cozy paranormal mystery.
Mallory Winther has never been afraid to take matters into her own hands. Until her power manifests, exposing her as a dark witch with a deadly touch.
She can't trust herself not to hurt her family, much less keep them safe from whatever prowls the streets of their small town.
What's worse, Mal has caught the eye of a reaper who doesn't care for her brand of magic and threatens to collect her soul if she doesn't get her power under control.
Along comes help from the unlikeliest of saviors—goody-two-shoes Holden Mitchem. He knows he's cute, thinks he's charming, and has all the answers to questions Mal never cared to ask. In a word? Insufferable.
And she's falling head over heels for him.
But falling for him puts Holden in the crosshairs of the deadliest game of cat and mouse Whisper Grove has ever seen.

Murder, magic, and...a dragon? Oh my!
There’s a new power in town—she just doesn’t know it yet.
Clea Fukuro has always known exactly who she is. Human. Ordinary. Completely magic-and-mayhem-free.
In Shift’s Creek, that makes her a rarity—but Clea never questioned where she belonged.
Until she’s accused of murder by the dragon shifter investigating a string of deaths.
Now Clea is caught between a killer, a mate she never asked for, and a revelation about herself she’s not ready to face.
Because the biggest mystery isn’t who committed the crime.
It’s who Clea really is.

A laugh-out-loud cozy paranormal mystery.
The spellbinding conclusion to the Witches of Whisper Grove series.
The final witch. The final secret. The final spell.
Freya Stone is an empath who feels nothing.
At least, that’s what she tells herself.
Born into wealth and gifted with enough power to make most witches think twice, Freya kept her distance to master her power before it could master her.
Emotion is the one luxury she can’t afford.
Until Derek Taylor nearly ran her over. Literally. The idiot.
The charming EMT sees her better than anyone else. He calms the chaos around her and, even when she’s surrounded by darkness, brings the light—giving her someone to lean on.
Too bad vulnerability has never been her preferred accessory.
When Freya’s search for her missing father leads her to a danger older and more powerful than anything she’s faced, she’ll have to accept the one thing she hates most—help.
Not because she wants to.
Because she finally has to.