Molly Fitz Knihy
Molly Fitzová je přezdívkou pro autorku bestsellerů USA Today Melissu Stormovou, která píše pod tímto jménem pro žánr "cozy mystery". Její díla se vyznačují hravou atmosférou a důrazem na osobitý styl psaní. Fitzová často zasazuje své příběhy do malebných lokalit, kde se prolínají záhady s humorem a vřelými mezilidskými vztahy. Čtenáři oceňují její schopnost vytvářet poutavé zápletky s nečekanými zvraty a sympatickými postavami.
My name is Gracie Springs, and I am not a witch… but I’m pretty sure my cat is.I first started to get suspicious when he jumped just a little too high while chasing after a robin in our front yard. I knew for sure when he opened up his mouth and addressed me by name!The first thing he told me? That he doesn’t like the name I gave him—even though “Fluffy” fits him like a warm sweater at Christmas. Now we’ve compromised on “Merlin the Magical Fluff,” which according to him references his long and proud lineage just fine.After that small matter was settled, he informed me that I must uphold his secret or risk spending the rest of my life in some magical prison. I agreed, not knowing it would turn into a full-time job of covering his tracks and fibbing our way out of some pretty tight spots.When my boss at the local coffee shop turns up dead as a dormouse, things go from challenging to practically impossible… especially since all my coworkers seem to think I’m to blame.Here’s hoping my witchy cat can charm our way out of this one, because right now it looks like I’m cursed if I do and charged with murder if I don’t. Yikes!
After my last assignment almost killed me, I thought I was done with the Paranormal Temp Agency. Turns out we were just getting started… The board of paranormal liaisons is down a member, leaving Beech Grove vulnerable to outside magical influence. Worse still, the stray cats who work as our field agents are disappearing from the streets—and they’re not winding up in shelters. Now my boss, a black cat named Mr. Fluffikins, has ordered me to go undercover as a phony psychic and find out what’s happening to the missing feline agents. Last week I didn’t even know magic existed; this week it’s up to me to help save it. Yup, all in a day’s work for this part-time psychic.
It was hard enough serving as my witchy cat’s familiar when we only had to deal with threats we could see. Now he’s gotten himself into a bitter feud with a newly dispatched ghost, leaving me to wonder… How in the heck are we supposed to defeat this thing?I miss the simple days when all I had to worry about was finishing my thesis paper and not getting fired from my part-time job as a barista.And, yeah, even though I didn’t choose the magic life, it sure as heck chose me. Now all I have to do is to keep myself alive long enough to appreciate some of the perks.A Hilarious Mystery with a Witchy Cat and his Human Familiar.
