Cozy witchy romance & tarot for the modern intuitive

Then Cael Morgan walks in out of the October rain and asks for a reading — and she knows his face. She's been dreaming it for six months. The moment his hand drifts near hers across the table, she's somewhere else entirely: warm stone, golden light, the smell of the Nile. Him. Always him.

Because they've done this before. Loved each other across more lifetimes than she can count. And every single time, something ends it before they can finish what they started.

Now the deck keeps turning up The Fool — the beginning of everything — and the same drowning dream won't let her sleep. With her found family of First Street witches gathering close and time moving the way it always has, she has one chance to break a pattern older than memory… before it takes him again.

Love Is the Oldest Magic is Book One of the Witches of First Street — a cozy, slow-burn paranormal romance steeped in tarot, autumn rain, and small-town magic, about a love that refuses to stay buried. For readers who fell hard for Practical Magic, The Very Secret Society of Irregular Witches, and The Ex Hex.

Then the longest night of the year does what only the oldest magic can.

June wakes in Christmas 1978, in a Los Angeles glittering with neon and holiday lights — young again, and standing face to face with the love she thought she'd lost forever. It's a second chance no witch is ever supposed to get. A season to relive. A heart to win back.

But the man she remembers is carrying something far deeper than an old flame — a secret that runs beneath the surface, one no ordinary magic can touch. And as the solstice pulls her further into the past, June begins to realize this isn't just a chance to love him again. It might be the only chance to save him.

Under the palm trees and the mistletoe, over spiked cocoa and stolen glances, June has until the longest night ends to understand what really happened all those years ago — and whether some loves are meant to be lived twice.

The Longest Night in Los Angeles is a standalone Christmas novella (Book 1.5) in the Witches of First Street series. Curl up with a warm drink and let a little solstice magic carry you back to the season — and the love — you never forgot.

Shapeshifters? Those are made up. Obviously.

So when a small wolfish dog keeps slipping through her garden gate — watching her with far too much intelligence in its eyes — Wren assumes it's just a lost pet with a stubborn streak. She leaves out water. Then treats. Then, finally, she decides she's going to find out exactly who this creature belongs to.

She gets her answer.

The dog belongs to no one. Because the dog is a him — and the moment those knowing eyes meet hers over her rosemary, the stray she's been feeding rises up into a very real, very human, very infuriating man.

Wren has questions. He has secrets. And the garden that brought them together seems to have plans of its own.

Turns out the oldest magic isn't the kind you plant. It's the kind that finds you when you least expect it — four paws, bad timing, and all.

A cozy, slow-burn paranormal romance with garden magic, a grumpy shifter with a soft center, small-town witches, and a happily ever after.