Böcker i Memory Guild-serien

The vampires want to turn us all. I just want to turn the channel.I never expected Mr. Jubbles of Yeehaw Junction, Florida, to return to my inn. After all, the last time he stayed here, he witnessed a monster invasion and was scolded for stealing towels.I really didn't expect him to be attacked and drained by a vampire in my pantry while stealing cocktail peanuts. Nor, for me to be accused of his murder.Things only go downhill from there.The fiend who attacked Mr. Jubbles is the world's oldest vampire. Meaning, she's as powerful as they come. She wants to take over the San Marcos vampire community now that it's been ravaged by an evil spell.The vampires want to turn all of us humans into vamps.My daughter wants to marry the Fae god of war.And the world's oldest vampire wants something from me very badly.No one cares what I want: for all this trouble to go away.Get enchanted by an alluring world of magic, murder, mystery, and mischief.

Nightmare on memory lane.I'm Darla. I'm a psychometrist. I can read thoughts and emotions left upon objects. Some people call my ability a "gift." Some people are idiots.You see, my ability isn't providing easy answers when I try to learn who killed one of my inn's guests, a developer about to cover a scenic meadow with condos.The dead developer created another problem. Turns out his job site was the location of a long-ago demolished sanatorium. Unmarked graves are uncovered. And my "gift" is leaving me haunted by the memories of some of the sanatorium's deceased patients: shifters and other supernaturals.I feel obligated to find justice for the victims, as well as solve the murder of my guest, with the help of the Memory Guild. They're great at uncovering forgotten history.But they're no help whatsoever in solving my problems. Like finding my second husband who's still missing, without offending the dreamy detective who wants to be more than friends.Or, teaching my daughter how to help me at my historic inn, without her burning the place down.Or, making sure my inn's own resident ghosts behave, without encouraging the Elvis impersonator's spirit to sing "Hound Dog" in the middle of the day.I'd always believed that in middle age I'd be living the good life. Instead, I'm living the psychic life. Of magic, mayhem, and murder.

Keep your hands to yourself.There I go again, touching things I shouldn't.A knife my antique-dealer mother bought at an estate sale holds the memories of a terrified young woman about to be abducted by a werewolf.You see, I'm a psychometrist. I can read the memories people leave behind on the objects they touch. And this ability gets me into a lot of trouble.I feel obligated to save the young woman before she is killed. And it turns out that she's not the first woman this shifter has taken. Nor will she be the last. The others are turning up dead.I'm a member of the supernatural Memory Guild, but I'm no detective. (I do, however, have a sexy detective helping me.) I'm just a middle-aged innkeeper with a 300-year-old bed-and-breakfast, a witchy mother, and a trouble-prone daughter. All of them demand a lot of attention.When you throw into the mix an evil necromancer raising the dead, and an ancient magical stone, well, things get wicked complicated.And I have to solve this mystery before someone else is killed. Namely me.Don't miss this thrilling midlife paranormal mystery!

Be careful what you touch.My name is Darla, and people think I''m weird. I know this because I''m a telepath.After my second husband bails without a word, I''m moving back to my hometown, San Marcos, Florida, one of the nation''s oldest cities. I''m here to open a nearly 300-year-old inn, and, hopefully, begin a new life. It turns out the inn comes with ghosts and other supernatural features. And the paranormal in my genes is going haywire.My telepathy has always been hit or miss. But now, along with the arrival of my first hot flashes, I gain a new ability: psychometry. By touching an object, I can read the thoughts and emotions of other people who have touched it.Good thoughts as well as creepy thoughts. Sweet emotions as well as memories of murder.Yep, I help a detective investigate a murder. And not a bad-looking detective, I should add.Living in an ancient city and running an old inn, I''m constantly touching things filled with memories.And some of them could kill me. A thrilling midlife paranormal mystery filled with magic and snark.