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This will be heading into Kindleunlimited on May 25th!

New park ranger Daphne Baum is a reformed good girl. Breaking free from her overbearing family as soon as she turned eighteen, she’s been on her own ever since. The life of a park ranger, moving from park to park, suits her just fine. Though still a rule follower, she’s okay with a little sin in her life.

Every generation of Hill men has its black sheep. The general consensus among the family is that Odin Hill is the lucky bastard this go around. At seventeen, he blew out of town like an angry tornado only to return fifteen years later withdrawn and secretive. Living like a recluse in the hollows in the Smoky Mountains, he’s happy to keep to himself and is content to let locals believe he’s the town weirdo. Odin prefers the company of his pet pig to the nosy citizens of Green Valley.

When Daphne discovers Odin might be committing nefarious deeds on park land, she vows to find out the truth behind the handsome, yet chaotic, loner. Will the stranger help the ranger discover the difference between being good and doing the right thing? Or will they find themselves on opposites sides of love?

‘Stranger Ranger’ is a full-length contemporary romance, can be read as a standalone, and is book #2 in the Park Ranger series, Green Valley World, Penny Reid Book Universe.

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“Full of Daisy Prescott’s trademark wit and charm—HAPPY TRAIL introduced an entire new genre of hunk into my life: sexy park rangers. Now, there’s no going back.” – RS Grey, USA Today Bestselling Author

“I absolutely adore Happy Trail. It’s entertaining, charming, unique, fun and utterly sigh-worthy.” – Mary Dube, Frolic

“This is by far Daisy’s best book to date, and an incredible addition to the Smartypants romance universe. Happy Trail put me in a state of sighs and heart eyes for the entire gorgeous story and for days afterward!  A well-deserved five star romance.” – Award winning author Natasha Boyd

“Happy Trail was a feel good, funny and heart warming adventure with the usual Daisy Prescott charm. Nuanced with inclusivity and diversity, it wasn’t only a wonderful read but had a great message too. Loved it.” USA Today Bestselling Author T. Gephart

“Happy Trail is the rom com we’ve all been waiting for.“ – Summer Webb, Butter My Books

★★★★★★ “6 stars for Happy Trail! … How do I even begin to write a review for this masterpiece?” – Curlyhairlass19, Goodreads Review

A man of few words, Ranger Jay Daniels values the calm, quiet solitude of the Great Smoky Mountains. Never quite fitting in with either side of his family, he prefers the company of birds and trees to people.

Yeah, he’d most definitely prefer a bird—any bird, any bird at all, take a vulture for instance—to the human-tornado hybrid that just blew onto his peaceful stretch of the Appalachian Trail.

The path of true love never has run smooth for Olive Perry. After getting dumped and promptly abandoned in the middle of her multi-month hike, Olive swears off men. Determined to finish the long trek by herself, she doesn’t need a prince—or broody and taciturn ranger—to save her.

Yet, when an early snowstorm threatens the mountains, and Ranger Daniels is charged with getting hikers to safety, that includes hot-tempered Olive Perry. Snowed in and forced to share an abandoned cabin, can Olive’s heated intensity melt Jay’s cool reserve?

And if so, will this happy trail lead to true love? Or will their time together be just another bump in the road?

‘Happy Trail’ is a full-length contemporary romantic comedy, can be read as a standalone, and is book#1 in the Park Ranger series.

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I can finally share the details about my secret project! Coming October 22nd! Links to add to Goodreads and pre-order below!!

I am honored, thrilled and grateful to be writing in Penny Reid‘s Smartypants Romance universe. 

Spoiler: There will be Cletus cameos in this book.

This might be my favorite title ever. Love these characters so much!

A man of few words, Ranger Jay Daniels values the calm, quiet solitude of the Great Smoky Mountains. Never quite fitting in with either side of his family, he prefers the company of birds and trees to people.

Yeah, he’d most definitely prefer a bird—any bird, any bird at all, take a vulture for instance—to the human-tornado hybrid that just blew onto his peaceful stretch of the Appalachian Trail.

The path of true love never has run smooth for Olive Perry. After getting dumped and promptly abandoned in the middle of her multi-month hike, Olive swears off men. Determined to finish the long trek by herself, she doesn’t need a prince—or broody and taciturn ranger—to save her.

Yet, when an early snowstorm threatens the mountains, and Ranger Daniels is charged with getting hikers to safety, that includes hot-tempered Olive Perry. Snowed in and forced to share an abandoned cabin, can Olive’s heated intensity melt Jay’s cool reserve?

And if so, will this happy trail lead to true love? Or will their time together be just another bump in the road?

‘Happy Trail’ is a full-length contemporary romantic comedy, can be read as a standalone, and is book #1 in the Park Ranger series, Green Valley World, Penny Reid Book Universe.

Releasing October 22nd

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Four Witches and a Funeral, the third and final book of the Wicked Society Series, is LIVE!

I can’t believe this is the last book in my witch series! I had the most fun writing about witches, ghosts, magic, history, Salem, and Boston in these stories.

What began as a Halloween short in 2014 grew into the four part Bewitched series. Bewitched spun off to the Wicked Society series. And now here we are at the end. I hope you enjoy this finale and that the majority of your questions have been answered.

Ending a series is always bittersweet. Never say never is my motto when it comes to revisiting characters, so if there are a few mysteries remaining, that’s probably intentional. I want to leave a window open just in case Alice or Madison or Sarah call to me in the future. You never know. I may get the witch itch again. Or maybe I’ll write ghost cozy mysteries.

Whatever happens, I’ll share it here.

Enjoy!

Happy reading!

If you’ve ever wished for the power of invisibility, I advise you to rethink your superpower.

Sure, temporary invisibility might be cool. But what if it becomes your normal? Let me tell you, it’s not as fun as it seems. Neither is being a ghost.

I miss kissing. I miss my boyfriend.

If this is eternity, I’d like a refund.

Someone or something powerful is coming. There’s a new coven in Boston and a new spirit witch has joined the Wicked Society.

Good. It’s been forever since I’ve had some fun.

Four Witches and a Funeral is the final book in the Wicked Society series of interconnected, lighthearted paranormal romances with a cozy mystery twist.

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Someday my Witch Will Come, Book 2 of the Wicked Society Series, is LIVE!

Sam & Tate finally have their own book! I’ve been teasing about them since I first wrote Bewitched way back in 2014. Sheesh I’ve made them (and you) wait forever. Thanks for sticking with me. While I was writing this Tate had me saying “Andrew who?” I adore Andrew Wildes, but Tate has me swooning. I hope he surprises you, too!

If you’re like me and craving all things Halloween right now, I think you’ll enjoy Someday my Witch Will Come. It’s chock full of witches, magic, ghosts, curses, love, and laughter.

Enjoy!

Happy reading!

You know those little girls who dress up as Disney princesses in the bright, shimmery costumes and dream about their prince rescuing them?

That was never me.

In this story, it’s the witch who saves the prince.

Ever since I joined the Wicked Society, my tarot readings are always about sacrifice for the greater good and martyrdom. In other words, any day now I’m going to lose something or someone I love. Evidently, my spirit guides are the ride or die types.

For years, I’ve asked the cards the same question about my crush. Will Tate Winthrop fall in love with me? The answer is always someday.

As in someday Tate will love me back. 

Someday there won’t be a group of witches using dark magic to destroy our coven. 

Someday I’ll stop having the same dream about a handsome prince with long blond dreadlocks kissing a woman wearing a sparkly, poofy, ball gown.

Someday my witch will come.

This is book two in the Wicked Society series of interconnected lighthearted paranormal romances with a cozy mystery twist.

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Get Witch Quick, book 1 of the Wicked Society series, is LIVE!

I’m loving writing in this magical world! I wanted to give you something to get you in the mood for fall —the most bewitching time of year.

There is also a special sneak peek in the back for Sam and Tate’s book, Someday my Witch Will Come, which comes out October 25th.

After falling for tall, dark and brooding Andrew Wildes, Madison Bradbury’s life goes from boring college parties to fighting off curses and dark magic with the help of Salem’s most powerful witches and a pair of ghosts.

When she and Andrew accept summer internships at the Wicked Society, she imagines long days spent learning magic and researching New England’s oldest families, followed by romantic nights strolling around Boston with her new love.

What she doesn’t plan on is getting kidnapped.

If Madison is going to outsmart her enemies, she’ll need to master her magic as quickly as possible.

Get Witch Quick is the first book in the Wicked Society series of interconnected, lighthearted paranormal romances with a cozy mystery twist.

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Available August 23rd

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Soupy, humid Boston air wraps around me in a damp hug as soon as I open the door of the coffee bar. Behind me, cool, refreshing air conditioning strokes my back, tempting me to close the door and declare this my new home. I can text Andrew and have him forward my mail care of Angry Archie, the world’s crankiest barista. He’s the troll who lives under the bridge, but the iced coffee is too good here to pass up. Plus, it’s the closest place to the brownstone. If I have to travel farther than half a block, I might melt into a squishy puddle.

“Close the door or I’ll make you pay our utility bill,” Angry Archie shouts across the tiny space.

Without turning and acknowledging his anger, I step outside, jostling my tray of coffees. 

A drop of rain hits the crown of my head before his cousins join the party, plopping on my shoulders, pinging off of the plastic coffee lids, and splatting on the sidewalk by my feet.

“Well, this is delightful.” I say to the thick gray clouds above me. “Can you wait five minutes until I get back inside?”

The rain falls harder, like someone has adjust the pressure in a shower.

“You’d listen to Andrew!” Using the tray of coffees as a rain hat, I mumble out a few curse words as I weave through the morning crowd on Charles Street. 

Despite the rainy May morning, men and women dressed in expensive business attire jostle for sidewalk space with their enormous umbrellas as they walk to work or to the nearby T station. My cotton dress with red cherries on a black background, along with the tray of multiple coffee orders, screams intern or at best, office fledgling.

I don’t belong on this street with the go-getters and gotten-theres of Boston. 

If they only knew how different I am than any of them.

I bet none of them can see ghosts.

Or have a boyfriend who can start fires with his mind.

Or a friend who manipulates emotional energy, but only for good.

Always for good.

Never for evil.

Checking the one way traffic, I step off the curb to cross the street, saving myself at least three minutes of sweating by not going to the corner crosswalk. I slip between two parked cars, ready to make my dash across the street when a large, black vehicle blocks my jaywalking route.

“Of course you stop right in front of me. Of course.” I mutter to myself, pausing to let the pretentious car do its thing. 

The rear passenger window slides down, releasing a cloud of chilled air. My body leans forward, seeking out the cooler air like a bee drawn to an irresistible bloom.

“Miss Bradbury.” A male voice speaks my name from behind me. “A pleasure to see you again.”

My shoulders tighten, every muscle seizing with two realizations. First, I’m trapped between the parked cars and the monstrosity of privilege idling in front of me. Second, my escape to the safety of the curb is blocked by Stanford Bradford, estranged father of my boyfriend and suspected plotter of nefarious deeds.

For a glorious, but all too brief moment, I imagine myself tossing the coffees in Stanford’s face while simultaneously leaping onto the sedan’s hood and running down the row of cars from hood to roof to truck in a real life version of the lava game. 

I’m a street width and half a block from the Society’s front door. If I run there, our number one nemesis will know the building. 

That can’t happen.

Instead, I turn to face the man crowding me from the curb. Faking friendliness, I force my lips to curl into a wide smile. “Mr. Bradford, what an unexpected surprise.”

“Isn’t that redundant? Aren’t all surprises unexpected?” He scoffs. Or laughs. It’s difficult to tell. 

“You make a good point. Well, I don’t want to keep you. It’s raining and your suit must be extremely busy. I mean your suit is getting ruined in the rain.” Embarrassed by my rambling nonsense, I rotate my body to slide past him in the narrow space between bumpers. “I’ll be on my way.”

“We’ll give you a ride. You’re already soaked. We wouldn’t want you to become unwell.” He takes a step forward.

Panic skitters over my skin. Stanford is I eye the height of bumpers on either side of me, contemplating if I can jump high enough to clear one. Who am I kidding? The best I could hope for is an awkward scramble onto either the hood or trunk. “That’s very kind of you, but I’m fine. Only a few blocks from the hospital. Where I’m heading. To Mass General. The hospital down the street.”

“I believe that’s on our way. Hop in.” He gestures past me to the waiting car. 

If his destination were the hospital, he wouldn’t be driving down this stretch of Charles. Mass General is behind us. I’m certain we both know this and yet he’s stepping off of the curb, and I’m forced to shuffle backward. 

“A short ride will give us the chance to catch up. I barely spoke to either you or my son at the graduation ceremony.” While he speaks, the passenger door opens.

Never get in the car. Make a scene. Do not leave the location.

The wisdom of every on campus self-defense class blasts through my brain as I feel the gentle pressure of a hand on my shoulder. 

“Here, let me take your drinks so you can sit down. I wouldn’t want you to spill the coffees.” Reaching around my side, Stanford removes the tray from my hands.

I’m being ridiculous. Andrew’s father might be a stuffed-shirt and an asshole, but he’s not going to kidnap me off of Charles Street in the middle of a Tuesday morning. Such things aren’t done on Beacon Hill. 

Glancing down the street, I try to reassure myself my brain is prone to exaggeration, especially when under-caffeinated. 

I’ll text Andrew, Tate and Sam from the car and let them know I’ve made a short detour to Mass General. 

With a last peek across the street to the plain, four-story brownstone where my friends are working, I duck my head to slide into the backseat.

Only after Stanford joins me and closes the door behind him do I realize three things.

One, there is a woman in the front passenger seat next to the uniformed driver.

Two, my cell phone is sitting on my desk, left plugged in and charging because I didn’t need it to pick up our morning coffees.

Third, Stanford’s hands are empty as we drive away. The bastard threw away my coffees. He truly is a monster.

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Charmed is available now!

Charmed, the last Bewitched novella, is live!

The Charmed ebooks contain the last chapter, a short epilogue in Andrew’s POV AND the first glimpse of Get Witch Quick, the first book in my new, lighthearted, paranormal, cozy mystery, romantic comedy series, The Wicked Society.

If you’ve been reading along with the Charmed updates in my monthly newsletter, the last chapter and epilogue will be in next week’s email, but you won’t get the sneak peek.

Curses, magic, and witches.

Oh, and ghosts. Can’t forget about the ghosts.

These are my new normal.

Apparently, falling in love with a witch isn’t the craziest thing to happen in my life. Instead of going on dates, Andrew and I hang out at coven gatherings and learn how to protect a secret book from nefarious forces. Telling friend from foe is becoming more challenging as new allegiances are formed and old bonds are exposed.

Who can a girl trust when her boyfriend is a witch and her newest ally is a ghost?

Old magic. New love. It ends where it begins.

Charmed is the final book in the Bewitched series of magical shorts.

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“Once again, Daisy Prescott has made me swooooooooooooooon.” Laurie, The Literary Gossip

” Up to You is a humorous delight with a hint of sage advice and heart thrown in for good measure. Get ready for some fun.” Isha, Goodreads Reviewer

“It’s lighthearted, feel-good romance with wonderful characters that you do not want to miss.” Mary @ USA Today HEA

“The hilarious antics of this group of friends will keep you laughing and guessing what they’ll do next. If you need a pick me up or a fun beach read, Up to You is the perfect choice.” Andi, Goodreads Reviewer

I’m the last single woman among my friends. Don’t feel sorry for me. I’m fine with flying solo, especially with ski season right around the corner. You won’t hear me complaining. Until my mother decides I need a date for my cousin’s wedding … and chooses the worst man in the world for me.

Landon Roberts is the human equivalent of a parka with every ski pass he’s ever purchased hanging off of his zipper. Apparently my mother is the last person in Colorado to know about Landon’s reputation.

To make things worse, his super hot brother Aiden’s back in town. Still gorgeous and still not remotely interested in me.

I can survive this wedding disaster as long as I pretend my date is someone else.

***

As one of the stars of Aspen’s rugby club, I don’t need help meeting women. Tell that to my mother. She’s picked out my date for the biggest wedding of the year.

Mae London is the local girl who broke every heart in the valley before she left for California. Now she’s back and hotter than ever. Too bad she hates me.

Enlisting the help of my brother, I’m going to become the ideal man, and charm Mae right out of her bad opinion of me.

This wedding date will be perfect as long as I pretend to be someone else.

Up to You is a standalone romantic comedy set at high altitude.

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‘Cocktales’ is a limited-release anthology (available *only* from May 26 – August 26, 2018) of original, never before published material, some of which is raw and unedited. Each story was specifically written for this anthology.

The goal of the Cocktales Anthology is to raise funds to fight against obstruction of creative expression. Specifically, what we believe are obstruction attempts through the trademarking of common (single) words for titicular use in books / or as a book series (eBooks, print, and audio).

*ALL* net profits will be donated to:

1) Authors already impacted by creative-obstruction (10%), and

2) Romance Writers of America (RWA) (90%) as a general donation intended for their Advocacy Fund.

Disclaimer: This anthology is not being conducted on behalf of RWA, nor does RWA endorse this anthology or effort. They have, however, graciously agreed to accept the funds.

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