Witchy Bad Blood: A Paranormal Cozy Mystery
(Midlife Potions) by C. A. Phipps
About Witchy Bad Blood:
Witchy Bad Blood:
A Paranormal Cozy Mystery (Midlife Potions)
Paranormal Cozy Mystery
4th in Series
Setting - Good Fortune - Oregon
Independently Published (June 1, 2024)
Print length : 169 pages
Digital ASIN : B0C892X1PL
Family can be deadly!
No one, including Jess, had any idea she was anything exceptional. Until she began solving crimes.
The trouble is, she'd rather be waving a spatula than a wand and her snarky cat familiar isn't happy about it.
She's listed her priorities:
1 Bring her mom back from the ghostly realm.
2 Open a bakery.
3 Try to keep her mouth shut about her secret sister—who she has to work with.
4 Don't ask questions about her father.
Having a plan will make life bearable-as long as there isn't another murder and she doesn't mess anything up!
This paranormal cozy mystery will have you questioning everything you thought you knew about magic and murder.
Midlife Potions
Witchy Awakening
Witchy Hot Spells
Witchy Flash Back
Witchy Bad Blood
About C. A. Phipps:
C. A. Phipps is a USA Today best-selling author from beautiful New Zealand. Cheryl is an empty nester living in a quiet suburb alongside her wonderful husband, 'himself'. With an extended family to keep her busy when she's not writing, there is just enough space for a crazy mixed breed dog who stole her heart! She enjoys family times, baking, and her quest for the perfect latte.
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Maestro must trust her enough to agree to finally let her have the one thing she’d dreamed of since she was a child. Not a bakery to work in—her bakery. "You won’t be sorry, Maestro. I’ll work as hard as you need me to."
"I’m counting on it," the cat said dryly. "Now, perhaps you should test our theory and go bake something that you might encourage someone to eat."
While Jess pondered how his mind had changed so fast, even though he hated the idea, she was ridiculously happy and couldn’t help showing it. "Actually, that could be an issue."
His eyes narrowed. "In what way?"
"People want to eat my food," she teased. "I certainly don’t need to push them to do it with a spell.”
He snorted and the crabby cat disappeared for a brief moment so that he looked adorably cute, making her want to hug him. She refrained. Ever since he revealed he was a talking cat and she discovered she was a witch, displays of affection became off-limits. She’d owned him for five years before that incredible day changed her life and her mom had had him before that. Five years of snuggles, kisses, and pats. Then, nothing.
Maestro eyed her for a moment, his expression uncharacteristically confused. Then he coughed and continued along the path. "We should get back. Your sister still needs supervision most of the time."
Secret sister, she corrected in her head, as a wave of coldness ran over her body. "Maestro…"
Turning quickly at her tone, he raced back to her side. "What is it?"
"Something smells wrong. There’s something in the woods that doesn’t feel right.”
His ears flick left and right. "Something—or someone?"
They peered through the trees, her nose searching for the source of the smell, trying to discern its meaning. It couldn’t be deemed as friendly. Was it a warning? Danger or perhaps death?
She shivered. To know what death smelled like was all kinds of wrong.
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