Fowl Play

Warning: contains humor, romance, magic, puns, bodies, and a short detour from reality. No plots were harmed in the making of this story.

Instead of a quiet dance retreat where she could escape the insanity of being the daughter of an angel, a succubus, and a lycanthrope, Emma Sansaul plummets into the middle of murder, mayhem, and mischief. As becoming the next victim of a crazed serial killer is not on her itinerary, she's left with no choice but to join forces with Agent Kenneth Bernard to find the murderer, the one man on Earth capable of making her hissing mad one second and in need of a cold shower the next.

©2018 Pen & Page Publishing, R.J. Blain (P)2019 Pen & Page Publishing, R.J. Blain

Bratty teen vs parent jokes

“Other mom”
I didn’t get the humor of an angel mom, succubus mom, and lycanthrope dad parenting a ballerina brat badly. I couldn’t suspend disbelief and go with the police hiring a drug detective from another agency to investigate a serial killer … and letting the brat, a civilian, go undercover with him. And a swan shifter dancing swan lake? Too featherbrained for me. That one flew over the cuckoos nest. If you grinned and groaned at that, then this novella may work for you. I found it more of a turkey.