Divorced, empty-nested, and staring fifty in the eye is every bit as crappy as it sounds. Luckily, life is about to be shaken, not stirred.

When Jules Cavanaugh's husband dumps her for his annoyingly perky, midlife crisis, her empty nest suddenly feels like a not-so-gilded cage. Desperate to put it all behind her, she packs her bags, and heads to the bar in Coastal Florida that she'd inherited from her father, sight unseen, to start over.

Once she gets there, all is sunshine and fruity cocktails, until she finds an odd, old book in a hidden safe, and a cryptic letter from her father, stashed in a secret safety deposit box. At first, she writes it off to his eccentricity - that is, until she accidentally summons a storm when her ex pushes her one step too far.

Before Jules can master the new magic coursing through her veins, or come to terms with her intense attraction for the hot, mysterious bartender, she uncovers a corrupt plot to hijack power she doesn't yet understand.

Though she may be a few hot flashes past her prime ass-kicking years, she's about to hand out a hard lesson in underestimating the power of experience.

This is book one in the paranormal women's fiction series, A Shot of Midlife Magic. If you like strong female characters, smartass gargoyles, and hot shifters who know how to treat a woman, then this is the book for you!