Bøger af Meredith Spies

Julian Weems still doesn't believe in UFOs or pineapple on his pizza, but he definitely believes in Oscar Fellowes. It's been the longest and weirdest year of Julian's life, ending on a strange note with spiritual possession, a hurricane that nearly wiped him and his boyfriend off their romantic island getaway, and the definitive proof that yes, Julian, ghosts are real.Hopefully, the new year is going to be less fraught, less tumultuous.Less weird.And it's off to a great start with Oscar finally travelling to England to meet with his long-lost cousin and get the answers he's been craving about the roots of his family's mediumship abilities.But why can't Julian shake the feeling this cousin wants something more than Oscar can give in return for her help?And why can't Oscar understand that Julian and Ezra aren't trying to stop him but help him?Maybe the new year isn't off to such a great start after all. Families are weird, and the Fellowes are no exception. Oscar can barely contain his excitement, his relief, at finally getting close to the answers to his life-long questions. Why is he able to do what he does? Why could his father, his grandfather, and pretty much every other Fellowes in his family line?His distant cousin has answers.The fact that the answers seem to come with a string of mysterious deaths attached, and a house that leaves mediums powerless... Well. That's... that's less than ideal. But Oscar can handle it.Julian and Ezra being weird and less than helpful? That, he can't handle.

Adam Tewson is mad at me, but it's totally not my fault.It wasn't my fault that his family has ties to some super shady political groups, or that his dad's bestie is a senator caught up in a magic user trafficking ring. And it's not my fault that my expose on the famous Tewson family political dynasty shows the world (or, okay, like six thousand subscribers) what all that glamor and old magic is hiding.It's hiding some real messed up stuff, okay? Like... super bad.And Adam had no idea until I told him.Missing magic users, lab-grown magic, and deep political pockets do not a good public image make. But they are the ingredients for one hell of a news story.I just wish I'd known who Adam really was before we started hooking up. Scientific Method is the fourth book in the Science of Magic series. It can best be read after the previous three.

Not everyone could say their luck started improving the day they got hit by a car, but not everyone was me. Which was good because one me is all the town of Lester Cove can handle.Ever since, murder's been afoot and my new friend seems to be right in the thick of things. Mrs. Witte is a sweet older lady but she cannot keep herself from getting involved with the murder mystery, and her stepson Benjamin seems to think that's somehow my fault.Look, I'm just a washed up child star turned accidental pet sitter and sometimes plucky sidekick. I had nothing to do with the deaths that seem to be happening at an alarming rate, deaths Mrs. Witte wants me to get to the bottom of to clear her friend's name. Dealing with Ben's antipathy is on my list, right below cleaning up after a dead woman's dog.

Julian Weems doesn't believe in aliens, cryptids, ESP, pineapple on his pizza, or ghosts.Oscar Fellowes is determined to change his mind about at least two of those things. Julian Weems is a professional skeptic. Scratch that-he's a disgraced ex-professor who just plays one on TV. Specifically, on UnReality's soon-to-be-hit, Bump in the Night. Alongside medium Oscar Fellowes, Julian is set to investigate (alleged!) hauntings and get to the bottom of some old mysteries.That thumping sound upstairs? Floorboards settling.The cabinets that won't stay closed? Old hinges.The disembodied voices, flying dishes, and crying maid who disappears in front of your very eyes?Well, there's explanations for those, too. Oscar has plenty of them. Just not anything Julian can accept. You don't have to believe in ghosts for them to believe in you. Oscar Fellowes has dealt with skeptics his entire life. None of them have ever been quite like Julian Weems, though. He doesn't have to be an empath to pick up on the mutual attraction between them and he's willing to overlook-for now-Julian's adamant refusal to accept what's happening around them.The Hendricks family who died over a century ago haven't left their house, and they want help. The dead demand justice before they can rest in peace and their anger seems strong enough to reach between worlds. Bump in the Night is a paranormal romance and book one in a series. It can be read as a standalone but has elements that will continue throughout the rest of the series, including a growing romance between the resident skeptic and professional medium.

Iggy The problem with pop stars is...we have a short shelf life. Since I started in the business a decade ago-as a dewy-eyed pre-teen-a clock has been ticking over my head, counting down the minutes until I faded into obscurity. I thought getting the guidance of Raymond Montaine,hit-maker extraordinaire, would catapult my career into the stratosphere. Instead, he scammed me out of money before moving on to his next target. I want payback for all he cost me, and there's only one person who can help. The only other artist I know who hates Raymond as much as I do. Mathis Reisner. Sexy as sin, and a brilliant composer, Mathis could be so much more than he believes himself capable of. While my first goal is ruining Raymond, getting Mathis in front of the audience he deserves is quickly gaining ground. Mathis The problem with pop stars is… we're disposable. I burned bright for a year before the industry threw me out like old trash. Now, I'm a washed-up, former star who can only get work playing piano at a San Francisco tourist trap. I'm scraping to get by, and have Raymond Montaine to blame. He burned all my bridges before casting me aside. When Iggy finds me at Melody's Piano Bar and asks for help exposing Raymond for what he is, I tell him where to stuff it. It doesn't take long before I reconsider. Why not? I have nothing else to lose. Smart, funny, and adorable to boot, Iggy fits into my life in ways I never dreamed. With him by my side, we're heading to the Bremen Town Music Festival to expose Raymond to the world. I can't help but hope that along the way Iggy realizes we can make our own beautiful music together.

Once upon a time, I was a dumbass.I'd be the first to admit when I'd made a mistake.Okay, maybe like... the third. At least in the top ten.Marrying Simon Detweiler, cast-out Changeling and my best friend, hadn't been a mistake.Deciding to leave in the middle of the night while he slept, deciding to keep him as far away from the Demonborn and Witches and their damned Revelation plans? That was a mistake. One I'd regretted every second of the day for years.When Simon didn't return the divorce papers, I had hope.Kind of.I knew we would never be anything more than conveniently married, but the longer it went without him signing those papers, the more that little seed of hope grew into a giant tree of stupidity deep in my heart. We were never supposed to be together, not according to the demon-born and definitely not according to the faerie folk that had raised Simon. But still, I couldn't help but dream...Maybe if I'd told Simon first that I was ass over teakettle in love with him, that would've helped.