A Potion for Mystery & Magic

The Perfect Brew

When evil rises one clumsy witch must save the world. Cassie Black inherits a sentient coffee-house, complete with an inter-dimensional portal and a side of ancient curse from her great-aunt Ophelia. When Cassie attends the funeral, she discovers the Pacific Northwest town is a haven for supernatural beings. Ophelia’s death is suspicious and her lawyer is poisoned.
Up to her neck in mysteries, and weighed down with a mysterious curse, Cassie hunts for the murderer. There are many unusual suspects, a tall, dark, and annoying detective keeps getting in her way, and a seductive warlock offers his assistance.
Will Cassie catch the villain before he kills again? Can she protect the portal and still free herself from the curse? Will Sid, her snarky cat familiar, convince her to play dirty with the boys?
This is the first novella in The Perfect Brew, paranormal, cozy series, which can be read as a stand-alone. If you like stories with strong characters, cozy-styled mystery, and humor, you’ll love this one. There’s no sex or violence on the page but be prepared for some serious romance, mystery, and magic.
Buy The Perfect Brew today to start your own magical adventure in the town of Mystic Keep.

Readers love The Perfect Brew:
“This book has all of my favorites: coffee, witches, murder mysteries, and a bit of romance. The quirky characters are lovable and intriguing…. reader review, J. Kimbel

Introduction

Will the power of three set me free?

Powerful magic drew me to a cozy, Pacific Northwest town called Mystic Keep, a sanctuary for badass witches like me. It’s the sort of place where things go bump in the night—every night—and anything can happen. But that’s not what scared me.

My name is Merlina Black and I’m a middle-aged enchantress whose flown around the block a few times. But when I met the warlock, Donovan O'Reilly, my heart sputtered. That’s what terrified me.

I'm old enough to know there's no such thing as a soulmate; old enough to know love ends in tragedy; and definitely, old enough to know sexy warlocks spell trouble. But, the devilishly-handsome Donovan short-circuited my circuits, stirred my cauldron, and hexed my hormones. Since bad luck and good magic happen in threes, I figured the cure for my infatuation was to find three, good reasons to not kiss him.

When Donovan asked me to join him in his lair to conjure sorcery to save the town, our lives changed forever.

Will our shared magic be strong enough to save Mystic Keep? Will I survive this experience with any circuits left to fry? And will I find a good reason to not kiss the warlock? You need to read my story to find out.

This is a steamy, stand-alone novella, a supernatural-romance set in the Mystic Keep Universe. If you like paranormal women's fiction, witchy romance with a side of humor, and/or a slice of saucy urban fantasy, you'll love this story.

Excerpt - Chapter 1 
As I drove down the winding dirt road to Mystic Keep, a seaside sanctuary for badass witches like me, I wondered if my ex was finally right about something—I had lost my mind. Maybe I had. In one afternoon, I quit my job, gave a stranger the keys to my lakeside cabin, and emptied my bank account into a duffle bag. I shrugged and kept driving. None of that mattered now. All that mattered was that I get to that town before the rise of the Blood Moon.

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Excerpt Chapter 1

October Winners

Thank you for all the submissions this month. Drum Roll. The winners are Barb and Angel.  You can see photos of them holding my books, below.

November Newsletter Draw

The winner of this draw can choose to receive a ten dollar Amazon or Kobo gift card.

For your chance to win, all you need to do is tell me the one thing you are most grateful for. Send your answers to my email, jo@jo-anncarson.com.

November 1

My News

You know how they say life is stranger than fiction? Well, I have a grandweiny story for you. 

My oldest daughter, H, has an adorable Dachshund. He's cute, cuddly, and charming--everything you could want in a dog.

 When she visited us in the summer, she took a picture of him beside a Weiner sculpture and shared it in a Facebook group for Dachshund lovers. 

A few days later a film studio called her asking if she would consider letting her dog be part of a commercial. Now you might think they would use her beautiful image to sell cereal, or toys, or small sweaters, but no, they wanted her for something else. 

Wait for it. 

They wanted the weiner dog to star in a commercial selling erectile dysfunction medication. Yup, our little weiney was asked to advertise for big weinies. When my daughter stopped laughing and checked everything out, it turned out the offer was legit. 

So, a few weeks later, my grandweiny shot her first commercial. I've only seen the blooper tape. An extraordinarily happy guy walks down a park trail with three weenies on lead. Of course, they all go in different directions and he almost trips over their leads. I laughed so hard I had to cross my legs. I now call my grandweiny, Hollywood. 

In other news. the first book in the Perfect Brew series is now free. I've sent 3 Reasons to Not Kiss a Warlock off to my beta readers, and I'm working on Ophelia's story. 

If you would like to be part of my ARC (Advance Readers Copy) group, send me an email with a link to a review you've written for one of my books, and I'll add you to the list. People on my list receive advanced copies of my books, in exchange for posting honest reviews.

I hope the cool days of autumn are treating you well, my friends. Stay happy. Stay safe. Stay well.

... and Be Brave.