At this point in my life, any ideas I had about fairytales coming true have gone up in flames.
Instead of working as a star reporter, I’m stuck writing obituaries; and the only person waiting up for me at night is covered in fur.
With my forty-year mark around the corner, I decide it’s time for a fresh start—and a chance encounter tells me exactly where I should go…
Mystic Falls, Massachusetts seems like any other quaint east coast town. And the biggest scandal I expect to find is that the mayor doesn’t bake his own Christmas cookies.
Instead, I discover a whole lot more.
Now, I’ve found myself squarely in the middle of a supernatural murder mystery and the clock is ticking on a foreboding prophecy that only I can solve.