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My Review

There was snorting. It may have been in public. I may have blamed it on some poor, unsuspecting guy in a waiting room.

This book was such a fun read! The main character, Cecily, is a former child star now in her 40s, doing her best to survive the chaos of Hollywood. Her life is full of some truly ridiculous moments—it’s like a reality show but way funnier.

And I think everyone needs an Uncle Joe in their life—a guy who’s there to remind you to stop taking things so seriously and just roll with it. He’s adds a special touch of warmth and hilarity.

If you’re in the mood for over-the-top, odd-ball, quirky characters (with some demons tossed in for good measure), then you’ve found your next book.

Book Summary

What does a forty-year-old former child star do when she finds out she’s a Demon?

A sitcom, of course.

Age is just a number unless you’re an actress of a certain age trying to make a comeback in La La Land. Back in the day, I was the child star of the hit show Camp Bites. Today, I’m still living it down.

After a disastrous soap opera audition and getting fired from a TV show for not having a bodacious enough backside, one would think I’d be smart enough to go into real estate.

Nope.

Just found out from the rudest, meanest, and hottest guy alive that I’m a Demon. The jerk, also a Demon, goes by the name Abaddon—Abe to his friends.

I call him Dick.

He’s come from the Underworld to protect me—insert laugh track—since there’s a bounty on my head. Dick is not a welcome addition to my midlife madness. However, he won’t go away, and now, he’s my new boss.

Fine. Whatever. All I ever wanted to do in my life was pretend. I can pretend to get along with Dick. I can pretend that I’m not wildly attracted to him. Not sure I can pretend I’m human anymore, or that a supernatural assassin isn’t trying to cancel me, but I’m going to fake it until I make it. Or I get killed.

My Review

Daisy just turned the big 4-0. As if that milestone wasn’t enough, she’s now got ghosts squatting in her house and the Grim Reaper dropping by. Talk about a midlife crisis!

This book is pure fun—light, fast, and packed with laughs. Daisy’s sass and wild shenanigans make it a quick read you’ll breeze through. Peterman keeps things upbeat even with the supernatural chaos, balancing humor and suspense perfectly.

Now, fair warning: the book ends with a cliffhanger, so grab the next one while you’re at it. Once you step into Daisy’s world, you’ll want to stay for the ride!

Book Summary

A Paranormal Women’s Fiction with a bit of class, and a lot of sass, for anyone who feels like age is just a number! Whoever said life begins at forty must have been heavily medicated, drunk, or delusional.

Thirty-nine was a fantastic year. I was married to the man I loved. I had a body that worked without creaking. My grandma, who raised me, was still healthy, and life was pretty damned good.  But as they say, all good things come to an end. I’d honestly love to know who ’they’ are and rip them a new one.  One year later, I’m a widow. My joints are starting to ache. Gram is in the nursing home, and dead people think my home is some kind of supernatural bed and breakfast. Gluing body parts onto semi-transparent people has become a side job—deceased people I’m not even sure are actually there. I think they need my help, but since I don’t speak dead, we’re having a few issues  To add to the heap of trouble, there’s a new dangerously smokin’ hot lawyer at the firm who won’t stop giving me the eye.

My BFF is thrilled with her new frozen face, thanks to her plastic surgeon, her alimony check, and the miracle of Botox. And then there’s the little conundrum that I’m becoming way too attached to my ghostly squatters… Like Cher, I’d like to turn back time. Now.  No can do.  Whatever. I have wine, good friends, and an industrial sized box of superglue. What could possibly go wrong?  Everything, apparently. All in all, it’s shaping up to be a wonderful midlife crisis…