The Supernatural Detective Agency

By: K. L. Bordeaux

Narrated by: Virtual Voice

When the dead won't stay buried and mirrors crack from the inside out, Red Tell's most unusual detective agency is the town's only hope.

Former psychologist Kathy Miller knows better than most that monsters are real—she lost her career proving it. Now she leads the Birds of Paradise Detective Agency from the sentient, ever-shifting halls of Avery House, alongside a team the world tried to forget: Ramona, a rebellious witch fleeing her powerful coven; Orpheus, a ghoul who found humanity in grave moss and poetry; and Neena, a sharp-tongued ghost librarian murdered under mysterious circumstances.

When antique dealer Leonard Pike dies of terror in his shop surrounded by inexplicably shattered mirrors, Kathy discovers a porcelain nightingale that holds more than beauty—it's the key to a century-old seal containing an ancient entity beneath the town. The radical Ashfall Coven wants it awakened. The elite Blackthorn Coven wants it controlled. And something deep underground is already stirring in its sleep.

As the investigation spirals from cursed artifacts to family betrayals, from spectral trains to impossible architecture, Kathy's team must confront not just rogue witches and reanimated nightmares, but the terrifying truth that some doors were sealed shut for a reason. The nightingale's song is one of sorrow—and it's about to become a scream.

The Supernatural Detective Agency is a darkly atmospheric urban fantasy that weaves psychological thriller precision with Southern Gothic charm, perfect for readers who crave complex mysteries, found family dynamics, and heroines who fight monsters with therapy techniques and sheer stubborn will.

Ready to join the agency? Dive into The Supernatural Detective Agency today and discover why some cases refuse to stay closed—and why the things that go bump in the night should be very, very afraid of Kathy Miller and her team. Perfect for fans of The Dresden Files, Practical Magic, and anyone who ever suspected their hometown was hiding something in the dark.

Start reading now—before the Nightingale sings again.