Showing results by author "Gina LaManna"

Water witch Evian Brooks has plenty of problems - and a margarita-loving toad is the least of them. Her scooter is on the fritz, her radio show has three listeners per week (including her mother), and there’s a beauty pageant in town threatening to kill her with boredom. However, the promise of death becomes all too real when Evian finds herself accidentally off-roading into a crime scene where Marilyn Johnson - famed beauty queen - is dead in the water. 

Lily Locke has never believed in witches and wizards, ghosts and magic, shifters and vampires - especially cute blonde vamps with blood-intolerance issues. A rising star at a hotshot marketing agency in Minneapolis, Minnesota, all Lily knows is that she's a PowerPoint guru, an Excel ninja, and a coffee-maker extraordinaire. Not to mention she's next in line for a huge promotion.

The time has finally arrived! The Trials are in full swing and celebratory parties fill the Isle as Candidates go head-to-head to prove themselves worthy of the coveted Ranger title. Drinks, dances, and masquerade balls set the stage for a glamorous series of events until suddenly, it all changes. The most dangerous criminal on the island escapes from prison. Tragedy strikes. The Isle is thrown into chaos due to old, forbidden black magic, and only one person can help.

A childhood chant turns near deadly for Lily Locke when she's swept into The Faction's latest triumph - the overthrowing of the hidden, magical city of Wishery. When Ainsley and her team at MAGIC, Inc., beg Lily for her help, she agrees, taking on a load of problems that pile up faster than she can say abracadabra. A new revolution in black magic stumps the island's burgeoning mixologist, while a haunted house, a surprise birthday party, and rising familial troubles back on The Isle compete for her already-limited time and attention.

Lily Locke has barely had time to sink into her role as the Isle's newest Mixologist, when a series of events sends her world spiraling out of control. Her vampire cousin is overtaken by a serious bout of blood intolerance issues, and the key ingredient for the antidote is missing. Meanwhile, Zin is training day and night under the watchful eye of Grandma Hettie to break into the elite, male-dominated world of the Ranger security force, but it's a constant uphill battle.

Lacey Luzzi's roller coaster of a life has been filled with the highest of highs and the lowest of lows. She just never expected the lows to be so...sparkly. After falling on her face during an attempt to follow in her recently deceased mother's stripper boots, Lacey realizes she is not cut out for life on stage. She sets out on a yearlong investigation to find her true family, never expecting she'll find it with a capital F.

Assignment Numero Dos for Lacey comes straight from the Godfather himself. When one of the Luzzi Family's low-ranking associates turns up dead, Carlos believes it may be the doing of the rival Russian mob, and he orders Lacey to find the killer. But every detail about the assignment is a little too neat, a little too tidy, and a little too good to be true. Could this really be an open and shut case, complete with a confession from the murderer?

After taking a gig with her grandfather - the Don of the Italian mafia - Lacey Luzzi has been in for a wild ride. Stolen property, rogue weddings and uncomfortable Family dinners - she's seen it all. However this time, when Carlos interrupts Lacey's sugar-induced nap with a phone call, he gives her an assignment that sends her skidding into a place she least expects: the local spa.

Lacey Luzzi is all sorts of starred, striped, and spangled as she returns in Sauced, reunited with Meg, Clay, and Anthony just in time for the Fourth of July! Unfortunately, the rapidly approaching holiday means Lacey can no longer ignore the Luzzi Family Festivities - a picnic held every year on Independence Day. Filled to bursting with limoncello, ice cream cake, and illegal Mexican fireworks, the event promises to be an utter nightmare.

I didn't expect to spend my annual company party sobbing in a photo booth, wearing nothing but a homemade grass skirt and a pair of coconuts. I also didn't expect to lose my apartment, my job, and my boyfriend in a rapid series of embarrassing events. Events that, unfortunately, also landed me in a bit of hot water, and left me with a secret that only money can fix. So when the opportunity arose to enter my book club buddies into a contest for a chance to win $50,000, I took it. I just forgot to tell them about it.

Dear Diary, I know three things: 1. I didn't kill anyone. 2. Mack Montgomery is a troublemaker. 3. I am running out of time. You've got to believe me, Diary. I didn't have anything to do with those murders, I promise you. For crying out loud, I'm the only person in this tiny Texas town who doesn't own a gun! But I can't help feeling like someone is out to get me. The only question is who, and why.