Resultados para "Witches" en Narrativa femenina

In the heart of Glasgow’s West End, seven women unknowingly carry the legacy of an ancient sisterhood. Each of them, the descendant of a long-forgotten coven, has built a life for herself—running bookshops, cafés, florists, and patisseries—blissfully unaware of the magick woven into their blood.

Madeline is missing. Ordered to find her, Madeline’s estranged niece, Fade, must return to the lonely forest of Willow Sound, Nova Scotia. There, Fade discovers her aunt’s once-cozy cottage empty and rotting. The ominous smell of something burnt hangs in the air. In her search for answers, Fade clashes with the people of Grand Tea, a nearby village struggling under the shadow of a massive, looming rock that could tip and crush them all at any time. For generations, they’ve invented bizarre lore about Madeline, calling her a witch and blaming her for their misfortunes.

Life is hard enough for a teenage girl in 1950s suburbia without having a mother who may—or may not—be a witch. A single mother at that. Sure, she fits in with her starched dresses, string of pearls, and floral aprons. Then there are the hushed and mystical consultations with neighborhood women in distress. The unsavory, mysterious plants in the flower beds. The divined warning to steer clear of a boyfriend whose fate is certainly doomed.

It seemed like the simplest of requests: break the fated-mate bond between two werewolves. Torie Bliss is finally starting to believe in second chances. Her magic is growing stronger, her found family has her back, and Elric, the brooding werewolf who always shows up when it matters, is becoming something more than just a friend. But peace never lasts long in Singing Falls.

All Torie Bliss wanted was to throw a birthday party, hex a brownie recipe, and finally settle into her new life—with her besties by her side and a certain smoldering werewolf always showing up at just the right moment. But when Singing Falls' beloved mayor turns up dead—and Torie's name gets tangled with the investigation—her plans go straight out the window.

Florence and Evie Caldwell have long disagreed on how to break their family’s curse, and tension has been high since their mother’s death thirteen years ago. Honeysuckle House, the family estate where every Caldwell has lived, now only houses one of the sisters. Evie has crafted it into an enchanted bed and breakfast while Florence runs a magical bookstore in town, refusing to even set foot inside Honeysuckle House.

Buying into the dream that education is the road out of poverty, a teen mom takes a chance on bettering herself, gets on welfare rolls, and talks her way into college. But once she's there, phallocratic narratives permeate every subject, and creative writing professors depend heavily on Freytag's pyramid to analyze life. So Ariel turns to a rich subcultural canon of resistance and failure, populated by writers like Audre Lorde, Tillie Olsen, and Kathy Acker. Wryly riffing on feminist literary tropes, We Were Witches documents the survival of a demonized single mother.

Chelsea Iversen's THE WITCHES AT THE END OF THE WORLD is a speculative novel set in 17th-century Norway about two sisters who find themselves at odds when one incites a dangerous curse against the village where their mother once lived; but you can't take back dark magic once it's been released, and they know, like their mother before them, that someone will have to burn—they are witches, after all.

Clementine Waterhouse is a perfectly logical witch. She doesn't tumble headlong into love. Rather, she weighs the pros and cons and decides if a relationship is worth pursuing. At least that's always been her modus operandi before. She prefers being the one in charge, always the first to walk away when the time is right. Attraction has never struck her like lightning - until the witch hunter comes to town. Can the bossiest witch in town find a happy ending with the last person she should ever love?

Midlife isn’t for the weak. All Marion Matched wanted to do when she moved to Premonition Pointe was open her matchmaking business and start to relax a little, take morning walks on the beach, and maybe find a hobby or two. Now she’s busier than ever, running a successful business and working with her sister for the Magical Task Force, fighting off evil forces. Marion is just about to head off for a much-earned vacation with her boyfriend Jax, when she gets the call that a string of men who’ve used her service have been poisoned.

Forty and fabulous is my motto. It's been twenty years since I escaped Whispering Willows and my humble beginnings. Now I live in LA, working my dream job as head witch at a growing corporation, getting paid the big bucks to cast spells some might find morally questionable. Life is perfect. Until the night my boyfriend surprises me with a "romantic" getaway in the middle of nowhere, and I find a shovel and rope in his trunk. Romance is truly dead.

When it comes to dating, Marion Matched has seen it all. She’s the witch people call when they’re fed up with unsolicited dick pics on their dating apps, being ghosted, or asked to do questionable things with their date’s feet. She has the unique ability to just know when two people are perfect for each other. There’s only ever been one person she hasn’t been able to match—herself.

Miriam Diaz has lived as a typical mundane on Seattle's Eastside for the past 17 years. She serves on the parent teacher association, bakes for her daughter's cheer squad, and is an all-around champion stay-at-home mom. Pretty average and totally boring. Miriam likes it that way. All the better to keep her secrets. When a hellhound shows up on her morning run, her carefully crafted façade of normalcy comes crashing down.

Betty Burke has just awakened from a long coma, but there's a problem; she's not Betty. Whip-smart hypnotherapist Alexandra Heale leads a double life. A natural-born witch, she lives under a death sentence. But she's been too clever to get caught. When she tries to help Betty; a woman possessed by a traumatized spirit, Alex finds herself under attack.

My name's Tamara Bentley, and I should be happy to be heading home for the holidays. Too bad tensions between the supernatural forces surrounding my hometown are at an all-time high - witches and werewolves, ancient enemies who would happily slaughter each other. One side fears me, the other doesn't know I exist, and I aim to keep it that way, lest they both decide to find common ground in killing me.

If there was one thing Torie Bliss knew, it was that her marriage and life of luxury were going to last for ever. Until they didn't. Torie finds herself doing the one thing she never imagined a woman over the age of forty would ever have to do: moving in with her mother. But that is exactly what she has to do as she picks up what's left of her life and dignity, and moves to Singing Falls. Little does Torie realize that not only had her mother settled into a town of supernaturals, but she herself was a witch, and it was Torie's destiny to take up the magical calling.

Becoming a widow on my fortieth birthday was not what I had planned. Even worse? It's forced me and my teenage daughter back to Whispering Willows and the life of magic I left behind. I tell myself it'll be a short trip to sell my mother's shop of wishes. Until I kind of, sort of bind myself to the shop. With bills piling up fast, I gotta do something I swore I never would: open shop and start granting wishes, just until I can figure out how to undo this pesky binding spell.

Marla Gawama is getting the hang of being the only detective in town. The weird is seeming less weird and...ha. No, not really. The odd just keeps getting stranger. It is Gales Haven after all.
But Marla, like a champ, is learning how to be an interpreter for a no-nonsense hedgehog matriarch, how to solve minor crimes in Spanx and confectionary, and how to balance her kids’ needs with her new love life.

Marla figured returning to her small hometown would be the start of a simple life — albeit one with magic. She figured wrong. Magic was part of the deal, but the new role assigned to her wasn’t. What does she know about detecting? Nothing at all, a fact made plainly obvious during her first day on the job. What do a foul-mouthed leprechaun and Spanx have in common? Marla is about to find out....

Clarity “Gigi” Martin moved to Premonition Pointe for a fresh start. And that’s exactly what she got when she found her perfect haunted house on the seaside and a group of witches who welcomed her into their fold. It’s not easy starting over at 41, but she’s determined to do it on her own terms with her painful past left firmly behind her...until Sebastian Knight walks back into her life.