Misfits Of New Orleans

Sabrina raised a daughter, started her own coffee shop, and bought her dream house in her hometown of New Orleans. If she had to complain about anything, it would be the seventh level of Hell hot flashes that come with being 53 years old. That is, until she wakes up a vampire. Her body has never been more perky and her hair is a dream. Problems? Several. A vampire shouldn’t have hot flashes, mood swings that rival a rollercoaster ride, and the urge to drop into a dead sleep at 9:00 pm.

Six months into carrying her and Christoph’s baby, Sabrina is finally about to tie the knot with the sexiest vampire in all New Orleans. That is, if her wedding planner doesn’t give her a coronary first. With an appetite that rivals a blue whale, and the libido of a nympho, it’s no wonder she is tired all the time. However, when her little dragon goes missing, she will set ten alarms to wake her dead backside up at midnight to rendezvous with a kidnapper. Just don’t tell the groom!

In the heart of New Orleans, where the supernatural frolic with the mundane and magic is just another ingredient in the gumbo, Hazel finds herself in a sticky situation not even the finest beignet sugar can sweeten. Kicked out of Hell for clumsiness that would make a poltergeist facepalm, this succubus with a heart of gold, (and a penchant for pink) is about to turn New Orleans upside down. Her latest misadventure? A one-night stand unwittingly steals so much magic from Jack O’Lantern, the prince of the jaguar shifters, he can now only shift into a house cat.