If the world of supernatural creatures is just a bunch of hokum, why does Boston PD have their own paranormal division? The Sisters of Salem are in disarray, their coven leader murdered and left to be found. The case has already been closed; the death attributed to the headless horseman’s reign of terror. But was he really to blame? Sergeant Chloe Mayfield doesn’t think so, but her one cop mission to find the real killer clashes with her orders and she’s already on shaky ground with the higher-ups. All they need is one good reason and she’s out of a job. Nevertheless, she feels ...

The Headless Horseman. Everyone knows the legend. That’s all it is, right? When a third headless victim is found on Boston’s streets, Chloe Mayfield is tasked with finding the person behind the crime spree – no one else wants a case this weird. It would be easy to dismiss the murders as nothing more than the random acts of a madman with a cosplay fetish, but when her investigations lead her to the morgue, she comes face to face with an apparition she cannot explain. Throw in the stalker-like attentions of a deranged clown, dangerous interactions with the Salem witches, and an enemy ...

The paranormal? It's all nonsense, but proving it might get her killed. Chloe Mayfield has found herself in some tight spots before, but a full-on war? That’s new territory for her. Branded a terrorist and enemy of the United Fairy Commonwealth, she’s under fire from every direction, and there is no shortage of people eager to take advantage of the chaos, including a murderer who stalks the streets of Boston, killing in the name of Blue Moon. It’s up to Chloe to restore order to her city, and if she can’t do it soon, then she’ll have no choice but to offer up her unconditional ...

A coven of witches bent on murder, a cult of hidden figures raising a leviathan to smite the city … sounds like a regular Wednesday morning for Boston PD’s supernatural division. Chloe Mayfield is a career cop, but when a high-profile bust goes spectacularly wrong, she finds herself assigned to the losers in Boston PD's supernatural division … … and discovers a world she never knew existed. Tasked to investigate a drowning far from water in a high-rise building, the symbol carved into the victim’s chest defies explanation. Until she begins to pry, and a coven of witches show up ...

An angel just carjacked someone? For Boston Cop, Chloe Mayfield, it's her first day in the city's Blue Moon Division and things are about to get weird. The poor schmuck with the missing car is convinced the glowing being who assaulted him and took his wheels was straight from heaven – he even heard a chorus of angelic music during the crime. Raised catholic, Chloe not about to suggest angels don’t exist, but her gut wants to find a more rational explanation behind this crime. Time to find out.

No boyfriend, no career, no f**ks given. Thieves have broken into the Federal Reserve and made off with millions in gold. The catch? They were dressed like leprechauns, and by all accounts, used magic to do it. Cue up a fresh case for Sergeant Chloe Mayfield, but if she thought the last one was fraught with danger, she’s going to have to redefine her terminology. If it were not bad enough that she has to negotiate rogue gunmen, sword-wielding mercenaries, and a famous monster hunter, she has enemies within Boston PD to contend with, at least one of whom thinks their life would be easier ...

Hidden in the seclusion of the Appalachian Mountains, the remote settlements are perfect targets for those who wish to prey on the weak … the human. Hired to investigate a mysterious bloodletting case, everything indicates Edgar is dealing with a clan of mobile vampires. He can’t take the case though, his ordeal with the cult has left him close to bedridden, but that’s not the case for close friend and secret crush, Poppy. Poppy is drawn to weird stuff, so when Edgar foolishly tells her she is not to get involved, she predictably does the opposite. But does Poppy know what she is ...

Investigate weird goings on for a living? What kind of nutbag would do that? Well, the kind with bills to pay, actually. In the quiet seclusion of the Appalachia mountains, something evil stirs. Home to generations of witches, the entire region knows the lore, and everyone knows someone with at least a suggestion of the supernatural in their family. So when Edgar Corey, one time FBI field agent and all-round recluse, is called upon to help the sheriff with what sounds like a supernatural case, he automatically turns him down. Or wished he had because all too soon he’s up to his neck in a ...

Tempest Michaels has a vampire problem. He’s an old hat at this game and dealing with cases like this are his speciality. Except this time … … the vampires are his clients. When someone starts targeting members of the local vampire Live Action Role Play club, there’s only one person they can think of to turn to – their old nemesis, Tempest Michaels. Unfortunately for Tempest, when he takes the case, he doesn’t realise they automatically assume that means twenty-four-hour protection. All too soon he has vampire wannabes camping on his lawn, he has vampires wannabes sleeping in ...

Amanda Harper's life has changed a lot in the few weeks since she met Tempest Michaels. Working out her notice period in Kent Police, she has already taken a new job as a paranormal investigator to work alongside him. She could be interested in Tempest, but even after she arrested (thankfully he was innocent) Brett Barker, the single, athletic multimillionaire heir to the Barker family fortune, he still wants to take her on a date to Paris in his helicopter. How does a girl say no to that?