Staked In The Midlife

Vampire. Bounty Hunter. Middle-aged babe. Maybe? Now that Hailey is solidly settled in Philadelphia and her new vampire life, she's setting roots, tracking down criminals, and taking names. Things have happened so fast starting the moment she moved into her new home. But she's not one to sit on her duff and let life pass her by. Even an undead life. With her best friend, new friends, and her Mr. Buttinski Brother, Hailey is ready to take on the world and deal with what life has given her, one night at a time. But she didn't bargain for taking on the vampire elder council. Yeesh. This may be a little more than she can chew... er, suck. Bite? Somehow, Hailey must pass their challenges and survive the next bit of shocking news coming her way. Something a certain vampire maker is going to drop in her lap during the big trial with the elders. She's going to make it work and get herself and Jax out of this mess. These elders got nothing on Hailey Whitfield.

Widow and empty nester, Ava Harper, never dreamed of turning forty without the love of her life. Nor did she know she would bury her favorite aunt, who raised her after the death of her mother, a few years later. Then again, she doesn’t have the power of foresight. No, her powers are much darker. Powers she has kept behind lock and key. With her only son off to college and her life savings depleted, Ava returns home to Shipton Harbor, Maine. She’s only there to clean out, fix up, and sell the family home. But like everything in her life in the last five years, things change. Plans get canceled. Arriving in Shipton Harbor is like stepping into another world. Her high school rival is married to her best friend and is set on making up for every devious thing she did when they were teens. The magic in the house reawakens, making it impossible to sell. It doesn’t want new owners, apparently. And to top it all, the sheriff looks like he belongs on the cover of a romance novel. When an old friend of the family turns up dead, Ava must delve deep into the powers she’s repressed all her adult life to find the killer. Only a necromancer could’ve killed her friend. Now she must open up to her own wells of dark magic to find the murderer while working with the hottie sheriff she’s sure has his own secrets.

Getting the government involved always fixes everything, right? HA! Lily and Blair are not even kind of interested in getting involved with the branch of the government that wants to know about all things magical, no matter what Pearl says. They’d rather go on their ghost hunts, deal with their frustrating men and… wait, maybe a break from said men wouldn't be such a bad thing. When a certain jolly elf, who is far hotter than his cartoon movies portray, shows up desperate for help finding his missing reindeer, the girls are more than happy to dive in and help. Just what they needed. No fated men, no government, just a good, old-fashioned reindeer hunt. Things never work out easily in Blair’s world, though, do they? Maddox is none too happy to meet hot Santa. Could he be, dare we say, jealous? Reed… well, Reed may need someone to calm his overeager butt down. And Lachlan thinks the whole thing is hilarious. Blair has to trust herself and her visions when Maddox disappears. If she doesn’t, things are going to get a whole lot worse before they get better. With all of this going on, Blair still can’t complain about her life. Who else in the world gets to help Santa find Rudolph just in time for Christmas?

Antique store owner and ostracized paranormal hunter, Blair Braden lives a quiet small-town life, running her antique shop and minding her business. The hunter guild gave her the boot thirty years ago when they discovered she was pregnant with a half-shifter baby. Since then, the wolf pack her daughter belongs to has become her extended family, complete with fur, fangs, and claws. Life is good and drama free. Until Lachlan James, her baby-daddy, Alpha of the local wolf pack, and a very good friend comes to her for help. One of his wolves is being haunted, and Blair is just the non-hunter for the job. She's got an affinity for hauntings, despite not technically being a hunter anymore. Of course, she has to help. It’s not like she has a ton of things to do herself, like selling her antiques, keeping an eye out for cursed objects, and trying to figure out if her shop is being haunted. There are strange things happening, that's for sure. She'll drop everything and help the haunted wolf because that's the right thing to do. And Blair always does the right thing.

Despite her endless attempts to pull Blair Braden back into hunter life, Lily Walker and Blaire are fast becoming friends. The only thing they don't see eye-to-eye on is Blair's retirement. And Blair is retired, thanks very much. But when Pearl Walker, aka Granny Ice Queen, aka the matriarch of the hunters, selects Blair to be the new liaison between the shifters and the hunters, Blair's hiatus from hunting is no longer permanent. When Pearl says 'jump', nobody keeps their feet on the ground. Not even the long-retired Blair. As Blair scrambles out of retirement, she finds herself having insanely powerful visions and an irresistible desire to help the objects of them. As soon as she meets the man in her first vision, she can't stop thinking about him. The handsome alpha wolf wants nothing to do with her, but at least she can help save his pack. These are precisely the kinds of complications she has no inclination for. Meanwhile, Lily seems intent on keeping up with Reed, the second-in-command of Lachlan's wolf pack. The chip on his shoulder really ought to deter her, but after attending her first pack shift, Lily is hooked on Reed and the pack. And speaking of the pack, Lachlan's now acting weird. Meggan knows why, but she's not telling. Blair will get to the bottom of it, or else her bestie baby daddy will have to tangle with her new familiar-slash-annoyance. Time to find out if Gil the gnome can do more than just keep Blair on her toes.

Mr. and Mrs. Walker are off on their honeymoon! You'd think they'd get a break from solving supernatural mysteries while vacationing in the Scottish Highlands, but not Drew and Ava. They're thrown into a mystery when one of the guests at their resort is found dead. Not helping the locals isn't an option. How could they live with themselves if they ignored all the problems and let someone else die?

Now that the council has been dealt with, things should be coming up roses for Hailey and Jaxon. Dealing with the corruption within the vampire council was supposed to return their lives to normal, but it turns out nothing is normal in the life of a Bond Girl, and it isn't long before she realizes that downtime isn't in the cards for her or her new extended family. When Jax gets devastating news, he and Hailey will be in the fight of their lives. It turns out hunters know vampires aren't extinct, and witches aren't on their hunting list anymore. And the matriarch of the hunters? She's fierce, not taking any ish, and wants every last vampire dead. Convincing the hunters not to attack, or figuring out how to be stronger, faster, and deadlier than ever, are the only options Hailey and Jax have. When the council puts a bounty on vampire rogues, Hailey's who they'll count on to bring them all in with the help of her trusty friends and brother, who suddenly thinks he's going to be the best bounty hunter the vampire world has ever seen. Yeah, this is going to go well. If that wasn't enough, they still have to figure out what to do about Paige and Claudia, Kendra burning the candle at both ends, and Goldie's missing family. A little shifter has no business being raised by vampires, right? Something clearly has to give, but they're determined that it won't be them. After all, they're a team, and they're going to face everything together because that's exactly what teams do.

Luke Whitfield is getting pretty sick and dang tired of everyone thinking he can’t handle a few simple human skips. Okay, yeah, he messed up a couple. And that one time an elderly lady got the drop on him, but everyone screws up in the beginning, right? It’s time for Luke to branch out on his own and when Jordan sends a skip to the Bond Girls agency and nobody is there to take it, Luke decides he’s going to prove once and for all that he’s got what it takes. The skip? Oh, no big deal. It’s just Santa. Nicholas Clauson robbed a bank wearing a Santa suit. Hello, Hollywood? Is this the setup for a new Christmas movie, or what? Because this is Luke we’re talking about, nothing is going to be straightforward. He grabs Ransom for some extra muscle and off they go to take down Ol’ Saint Nick. Nicholas’s apartment is not what they expected. Especially when they walk into a closet and step out in Nar—err, The North Pole. Yep. The North Pole. Snow, elves, reindeer, fabulous shopping. Luke’s got this in stride, though. Santa’s being blackmailed by his cousin Krampus? No problem. He’s a Bond Girl now. With Ransom by his side, he can figure out anything and take down anybody. Even evil elves. Except for tights. He’s not wearing tights. Not again.`