Werewolves exist. Shocking, I know, but not as shocking as the way I want to jump the super hot wolfman that walks in to my office.

Tall, Dark, and Furry has got a problem with authority. He’s also batshit crazy. Pity, because nutjobs automatically make my do-not-date list.

On that same list is Anthony, the too-hot-for-his-suits district attorney. Instead of dismantling my cases, why can’t he destroy my bra?

As if having the virile attention of a werewolf and a panty-creaming lawyer isn’t enough, something is killing people. Witches, to be more exact....

A haunted house becomes the focus of a demonic investigation so Brenda teams up with a trio of werewolves to solve the mystery. But when the house eats her, can they find a way to save her?

I met a trio of furballs when my BFF was dealing with a demon issue and since then, I can't stop thinking about them.

When the chance to investigate a possessed house appears on my desk--after I filch it from someone else's--I know it's fate we team up again.

However, I might have bitten off more than I can chew because suddenly my hunky puppies are demanding...