I'm excited to announce that I've joined together with some of my amazing author friends to create some awesome, laugh-out-loud paranormal romantic comedies and cozy mysteries! We're calling the project Paranormal Chick Lit, and the first bunch of books just released today!
What is Paranormal Chick Lit? Well, it's paranormal, obviously, lots of sass and humor with some kick-ass heroines, and of course, a happily ever after (or maybe a happy for now, but it's happy either way!)
Flipping the Bird is my first book in the project, and it starts a brand-new paranormal rom-com series called Shift Creek!
Check out the books below, and let me know what you think!
Her dumpster-diving days are numbered…
Crow shifter Alice Crawford is living her best life as a salvage artist in Texas. But when her city's namesake, magical stream starts drying up, taking her income with it, she—and everyone else in town—soon find themselves up Shift Creek without a paddle.
When a hot as sin warlock arrives on the scene, Alice thinks he can solve all her problems.
If she can get past his farting familiar.
Warlock Donovan Drake has more secrets than a duck has quacks. His connection to Shift Creek runs deeper than anyone can imagine, and getting turned into a crow the moment he meets Alice is just the beginning of his trouble.
He's falling head over tail feathers for the feisty bird shifter, and if he's not careful, he'll be as exposed as a streaker at the state fair.
Better put your boots on because the shift is getting deep in the Lone Star State!
If you like quirky heroines and smoldering heroes, you'll love this laugh-out-loud paranormal romantic comedy.
Yes, Clarissa Andrews’s ex-boyfriend is a demon.
A desperately gorgeous, great in bed, mischievous, infuriating demon she thought she’d never see again.
Now Drek’s back in her life.
And he wants her to send him to Hell.
Which would solve her problems, because he’d never be able to get back out again.
Except she kind of, possibly, maybe might not want to never see him again.
Nobody said relationships weren’t complicated.
Being dead doesn’t mean you can’t recognize a hot shifter when he shows up glowering on your doorstep.
The Forbidden Fangs tattoo parlor is Marla’s business, her calling, and her hideout as she tries to escape her sire, “The Collector”—a creepy old man who “collects” vampires with special talents. As a vampire, she always feels cold, but she’s thinking the best way to warm up would be to snuggle in close to the shifter who just arrived spouting nonsense about her thieving cat, His Lordship King Snugglebumpkins.
Wolf shifter Grayson has two missions in Forbidden: 1) decide whether or not to invest in the bed and breakfast, and 2) find the perfect plush animal for his nephew. But when he meets Marla, his two missions transform to 1) evading her evil cat, and 2) making Marla fall in love with him. He seems well on his way to succeeding in his new missions, until an ominous vampire from Marla’s past shows up, and his mission changes once again: protect Marla. She might be undead, but she’s also his mate.
Billionaires & Bodybags is the first book in Forbidden Fangs, a laugh-out-loud new series by USA Today bestselling author duo Keira Blackwood and Liza Street. Get your copy today for hilarity, hijinks, and vampire hickies!
It was funny when Martha started having hot flashes and set the storeroom of her coffee shop on fire…
Not to mention being incredibly helpful when I was kidnapped by a cult of Gator worshippin’ goofballs hellbent on sacrificing me to their god. I mean, come on, what could be better than seeing the stuffed-alligator-on-his-head, seriously delusional leader get incinerated when your best friend hiccups a Dragon Fireball right at his beer belly? It was worth being tied to a cypress tree stump like a pig on a spit and painted with Swamp muck and mud just to be in the front row.
But now it's my turn, and I'm not laughing.
Midlife mayhem is not all it's cracked up to be. It's worse than puberty and twice as irritating as showing up to the yearly Witches Under the Moon celebration without a date and sportin’ a hole in her underwear.
Take one Witch with her Magic on the fritz and a living room full of the ‘Recently Deceased’ who’ve randomly returned from the grave and are hellbent on calling 911 just to have someone to talk to.
Add one extremely sexy Water Dragon who lights my fire in ways I'd never thought possible but might be ready to have me committed to the Home for the Shifterly Insane.
Top it all off with a thief who sneaks in after I’m asleep just to steal the last of my Granny Judy’s Full Moon Chocolate-covered Pistachio Cream Bonbons, and you've got a recipe for disaster – or as I call it – any given Wednesday.
Welcome to my life. Enter at your own risk. I’m one seriously pissed off Witch with more than a little unspent sexual tension and a Snake named Sally Ann who refuses to help with the Ghosts camping out on my couch.
If you do happen to head my way, can you pick up some Fairy chocolate and pistachios from Betty the Brownie over in Tallulu Parish? I really need them before the next full moon.
Thanks a bunch! See ya’ soon,
Tillie Tollison, aka the Witch your momma never thought to warn you about.
Cupid's working overtime.
Late for his annual performance review, Cupid finds himself up the River Styx without a paddle when his boss threatens to fire him. Luckily, he sweet talks his way into a second chance, but his last shot comes with an impossible deadline.
He’s got six months to turn mortal enemies into lovers or he loses his immortality—and his one true love's heart—forever.
No problem for the god of love, right? Well…
Liz Johnson thinks love at first sight is a bunch of crap. Then she meets her new coworker, Leo Simmons, and her theory totally hits the fan... and splatters everywhere.
Even worse, Leo thinks he’s God’s gift. When he turns on the charm because she won’t give him the time of day, she’ll be damned if her resolve crumbles to hell.
The kicker? Neither knows Cupid is posing as their new boss. Or that he’s using every matchmaking trick in the book to stop fate from taking his wings—and their lives.
Will Cupid hit his mark? Find out in this hilarious modern-day twist on the mythology you know and love.
Welcome to a brand new Paranormal Chick Lit series!
One minute I'm working in a bookshop and the next minute a vampire decides to kill me.
Enter the tall, dark, handsome stranger who’s been hanging around the store lately. He has a deal he says I can’t refuse. I can either a) die or b) become a vampire and Queen of the Damned.
Great choices there, hey? Obviously, I choose option b.
So here I am, trying to get used to not only being undead, but to my new royal role where I'm in charge of the Home of Wayward Souls. Yep, any newly dead spirits that are wild, unhappy, and out to cause trouble. All mine.
Oh, and there's another tiny thing I need to get my head around. The guy who prevented my demise? He's Death himself. The grim reaper took a shine to me and wants to take me on a date.
Suck. My. Life.
It's all fun and games until Kelly's gargoyle statue turns into a real man...
If there's one thing Party Witch Extraordinaire Kelly Holloway likes, it's a good time. So what if her coven thinks she's so immature they've tacked an extra year onto her wardship? Of course, that's why it's such a surprise when she learns she's inherited Hollow House. Oh, the epic ragers she plans to throw!
But all isn't Jello shots and booty calls. Not only does she have to deal with two quirky roommates she's forced to take in, a snarky vampire living in her basement (rent free, no less!), and a curmudgeonly new boss who doesn't find her habitual tardiness the least bit charming, but also a pesky sentient house that seems hell-bent on thwarting her love life.
Things only get weirder when the gargoyle statue she's been messing with for months turns into a man. A hot man. The hottest she's ever seen. And Ronun's not a fan of Kelly's...at all. Considering all of the funny outfits she's dressed him in, she can't really blame him. But...dayum. He's so fine even Hollow House seems to like him.
Whatever. Kelly has far more important things to focus on--such as finding her family's missing spell book so she can figure out how to rein in the uncontrollable Hollow House, impress her dubious boss, and break the curse that turns Ronun to stone for half the day.
Hey, no pressure or anything!
Better the devil you know--or the one you accidentally married...
Adventure is not my middle name. It’s not even a nickname I once got after a few drinks and a lot of bad judgment. No, Adventure is not something you’d associate with a safe, risk-averse witch like me. And I’m fine with that.
But then...things start changing. One phone call spun my safe life right out of orbit. My late aunt just left me a vineyard in the middle of Transylvania.
And it only gets weirder and worse from there. There’s a demon I accidentally married, and he’s literally the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. Oh, and let’s not forget about the vampires threatening my life...yeah, things have gotten exponentially worse.
But the worst part is that my demon husband is hiding more than the secrets of my inheritance, which given my newfound luck just might do me in before the vamps get their chance.
Mom always did say marriage was hell. If only she knew how right she was…