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Roll up, roll up, it‚'s time for a show.
Onwards to Mystic Springs we go.
The spooks are out for All Hallows' Eve
Many will come, but not all will leave.
Prepare for Hallowe‚'en in Mystic Springs, where it‚'s clear that more than ghosts wander the town.
Lavinia Blackbottom has planned a spectacular celebration but all does not go to plan.
At the end of the festivities, a curse is placed over Mystic Springs and a man is found dead.
With magic controlling the town, it‚'s time for one reluctant witch to accept her powers and save Mystic Springs.
Grab your copy of this paranormal cozy mystery now, and join the fun of Mystic Springs.
This book is a clean read, featuring no on-page violence, sex or swearing.
Onwards to Mystic Springs we go.
The spooks are out for All Hallows' Eve
Many will come, but not all will leave.
Prepare for Hallowe‚'en in Mystic Springs, where it‚'s clear that more than ghosts wander the town.
Lavinia Blackbottom has planned a spectacular celebration but all does not go to plan.
At the end of the festivities, a curse is placed over Mystic Springs and a man is found dead.
With magic controlling the town, it‚'s time for one reluctant witch to accept her powers and save Mystic Springs.
Grab your copy of this paranormal cozy mystery now, and join the fun of Mystic Springs.
This book is a clean read, featuring no on-page violence, sex or swearing.
Price: $19.99
Pages: 300
Publisher: Vinci Books Ltd
Imprint: Vinci Books Ltd
Series: Mystic Springs Paranormal Cozy Mystery Series
Publication Date:
22 September 2026
Trim Size: 7.80 X 5.08 in
ISBN: 9781036714307
Format: Paperback
BISACs:
FICTION / Ghost, Fantasy: cosy / cozy, FICTION / Mystery & Detective / Amateur Sleuth, FICTION / Mystery & Detective / Cozy / Paranormal, FICTION / Crime, Crime and mystery: private investigator / amateur detectives, Contemporary horror, ghost stories and supernatural fiction, Comical (humorous) crime and mystery
ONE PENNY A STORY, I called across the playground.
Entirely unusual, given how shy I was (and still am), for me to be shouting anything across a playground.
But there I was, a double-sided sheet of narrow ruled paper (I've always been kind of particular about the paper I like. Back then, narrow ruled. Now, grid.) in my hand, selling stories I hadn't yet wrote.
Every line featured a different title. I'd lay on my bed the night before thinking of them all, probably singing along to Boyzone songs as I did [hey, don't judge... I see you over there like you never thought you were destined to marry a boy band singer...].
My school friends could buy a Mona original for one penny. One penny!
They'd pick the title they liked, hand over their sweaty penny, and I'd write the story for them.
And I've never grown out of writing stories.
Now, I write cozy mystery stories from my den in the Peak District, and when I'm not writing them, I'm reading them.
Entirely unusual, given how shy I was (and still am), for me to be shouting anything across a playground.
But there I was, a double-sided sheet of narrow ruled paper (I've always been kind of particular about the paper I like. Back then, narrow ruled. Now, grid.) in my hand, selling stories I hadn't yet wrote.
Every line featured a different title. I'd lay on my bed the night before thinking of them all, probably singing along to Boyzone songs as I did [hey, don't judge... I see you over there like you never thought you were destined to marry a boy band singer...].
My school friends could buy a Mona original for one penny. One penny!
They'd pick the title they liked, hand over their sweaty penny, and I'd write the story for them.
And I've never grown out of writing stories.
Now, I write cozy mystery stories from my den in the Peak District, and when I'm not writing them, I'm reading them.