Danielle Garrett

It’s St. Patrick’s Day and Holly’s feeling lucky… At least, right up until a dead body shows up in her backyard. With the townspeople distracted by a mysterious shamrock-themed scavenger hunt, everyone seems content to chalk up the death as a tragic accident in the woods.

When your father is a literal monster, the last place you want to go is home. Unfortunately, I wasn’t given much of a choice. Following a five-year exile, I’m back in my childhood bedroom. Only, this time, there are silver bars on all the windows and vault locks on the doors.

A romance book festival comes to Winterspell, but not everyone is feeling the love.

The Ghost of Halloween Past heads to Winterspell in this time-traveling tale of a bygone spooky season.

When Aunt Lavender claims she’s found the location of the lost city of Atlantis, I agree to join her quest—a decision I quickly come to regret when we end up magically shipwrecked on a mysterious island.

This bundle includes books one, two, and three in the Beechwood Harbor Magic Mysteries series.

Green might be my best color, but I never thought I’d play the part of the jealous girlfriend. Evangeline might be a certified supernatural celebrity, but that doesn’t mean she can toss her flirtatious smile at my newly minted boyfriend.

Life on magical parole can be a real witch… I’ve got a final shot at freedom, but when my strongest ally is found murdered, everything is on the line—including my own life.

As if meeting the parents wasn’t complicated enough… My boyfriend’s snooty parents are coming into town for the Yule Feast and they’re staying at the Beechwood Manor — for an entire week!

I’m a witch with a problem. Okay, make that lots of problems. Following a slight misunderstanding with magical law enforcement, I wind up expelled from the hidden supernatural community known as the Seattle Haven.

Danielle Garrett presents Books 1-5 of the Sugar Shack Witch Mysteries, a paranormal cozy mystery series filled with magic, mystery, family squabbles, sassy heroines, and a mysterious monster hunter—all with a little sugar sprinkled on top.

After years of conscripted service to a corrupt king, Evelyn Rosewood seizes a chance to earn her freedom. With little more than an enchanted satchel and her feathered familiar, she sets out on a quest to dispel a mysterious blight that has shrouded a once-thriving harborside town in despair.

Life in Winterspell is pretty idyllic, even during the peak of tourist season. At least, it was—until a psychic serial killer escapes from a supernatural prison and arrives in town. And something tells me she’s not here for the summer jam band showcase.

As the caretaker of Selene, my ancient feline familiar, I’ve grown accustomed to dealing with her mood swings. But as Christmas approaches, Selene’s temperament gives Ebenezer Scrooge a run for his money, and it’s going to take my full effort to keep her off the naughty list.

It’s the dog days of summer, and Winterspell is going through town psychics faster than a werewolf sheds its fur after a full moon. And let’s hope we don’t have one of those on our tail....

In the midst of my dream destination wedding, Aunt Lavender’s gift—a vintage locket—reveals a chilling secret: it’s cursed with remnants of a dark spell from decades past.

What’s a witch to do when her feline familiar creates a cursed sleep mask that unleashes an evil spirit bent on plaguing half the town with terrible nightmares? Well, the first stop is Merlin’s Well for a whole pitcher of magic margaritas.

Aunt Lavender is gearing up for the quest of a lifetime, while I’m settling into life in my newly renovated home and dreaming of long summer days spent on the lake. However, with the appearance of two old rivals in Winterspell and a harrowing premonition, our dreams fall into jeopardy.

Sometimes a graveside goodbye isn't the end. That's usually when I get a middle of the night phone call. In this case, the person seeking help from their friendly neighborhood reaper is none other than the director of Beechwood's funeral home.

Scarlet Sanderson sees dead people. Literally. As a reluctant conduit between the land of the living and the dearly departed, she is doing her best to have a life of her own.