When a movie shoot ends in murder, a caffeine fix might be the star’s only hope. Skye O’Malley’s grandmother always told her she inherited the Sight. But other than an occasional message from a blob of tea leaves or a vague dream, Skye doesn’t think she’s anything special, since she can’t even predict which of her coffee-shop customers will order hard-core black or fancy frou-frou with extra foam. The only instinct she can rely on is the jangly feeling that something is about to happen. Like when her best friend (and only employee) Deanne tells her that a film crew is coming to their hometown of Las Vegas, New Mexico. The lead is Hollywood’s hottest action-movie star, Max Sullivan, who just happens to be Skye’s former "boy next door"…and her lifelong, unrequited crush. Just having him around unbalances Skye's carefully curated existence. But when she starts having disturbing dreams involving Max and a prop gun, she can’t ignore them. Especially when the film’s notoriously unpleasant director turns up dead, and the evidence points to one prime suspect. Max. Max needs a miracle, not a not-quite witch. But he’s placing all his trust in Skye—and her murky tea leaves—to help him find the real culprit before the actual murderer gets away clean.

When a witch changes lanes without signaling, the result is magical mayhem… It’s not a date. At least, that’s what Skye O’Malley tells herself when A-list actor Max Sullivan invites her to their hometown's annual harvest festival. He’s just grateful she helped him clear his name of murder charges, that’s all. It’s a friendly, platonic outing, as innocent as a batch of pumpkin chocolate-chunk muffins. Until they make a grisly discovery in the corn maze. A dead body. And not just any dead body—it’s the town’s mayor. The last thing Skye needs is to get tangled up in another murder case, especially considering her unreliable psychic skills. But Max has such unwavering faith in her potential, she reluctantly consults her tea leaves. Which show her nothing but…good luck symbols? Maybe it's time to push her boundaries a little. However, consulting YouTube for spellcasting how-to videos probably wasn’t Skye's best choice. Because not only does she now have a highly annoyed talking cat to deal with, a murderer has taken notice of her activities. And will stop at nothing to remind her she should have stayed in her own lane….

When the past blows into town, a witch goes along for the ride. Surprises aren’t Skye O’Malley’s favorite thing, but this gloomy February is full of them. Fix My Town, a reality renovation show, has set its sights on Skye’s little coffee shop—and won’t take her emphatic “no” for an answer. Worse, the producers are staying in the same rental that was the scene of a murder just a few months earlier. A harbinger of things to come? Skye begins to wonder…especially when an apparition from the past blows into town. Alicia Petrucci, who abandoned Skye as a baby, is back to teach Skye the ways of Petrucci family magic. Skye would like to throw her newly resurfaced mother out on her ear, but the temptation to strengthen her magic is hard to resist. With Alicia’s guidance, Skye’s true powers begin to emerge—along with the hope that she can build a relationship with the mother she never knew. But when one of the show’s producers is murdered and Alicia is accused of the crime, Skye will need more than tea leaves and dreams to prove her innocence. She’ll need to move mountains...and outrun the real killer before she becomes the next victim.

When things go bump in the night, it’s time to call in the big guns. The resident ghosts in Las Vegas, New Mexico’s historic Plaza Hotel are getting out of hand. Enter Calum McRae, paranormal investigator—and a hottie who reaches out to psychic coffee shop owner Skye O’Malley for some extra assistance. But when they discover a scandalous crime that’s been hidden for decades, their investigation turns deadly.