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Author: Sam Cheever Publisher: Electric Prose Publications ISBN: 1950331296 Category : Fiction Languages : en Pages : 117
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’Tis the season for great folly…walawalawalawalala…ribbit. It’s Christmas time at Croakies. The tree is up. The stockings are hung. And Christmas tunes are turning the atmosphere jolly. After a tumultuous Samhain, I’ve found my chi again and I’m starting to enjoy the season of love and giving. Yeah. You probably know how this is going to end. When Sebille suggests I open the bookstore up to a small holiday party, I foolishly agree. How was I supposed to know that the hobgoblin would decide it would be fun to hide everybody’s stuff? Or that we’d be hit with a freak winter storm that confined everybody inside for the duration. Or that a “You’re me but who am I?” spell would be released inside the shop, switching everybody’s identities and creating general chaos and hysteria? I could probably deal with all that if it weren’t for the fact that my friend, Lea…the one person who could possibly reverse the spell…was ensconced in SB the parrot, with no opposable thumbs for spelling. And me? Of course, I’m sitting fat and squishy inside Mr. Slimy. Thank goodness Rustin isn’t currently in residence, or it would be really crowded in here. Who spelled my party? What do a pair of Santa’s elves have to do with it? And why have old enemies suddenly become new friends? I apparently have a little holiday mystery to solve inside Croakies, and I have no idea how I’m going to solve it with everybody mixed up and some of us human. Have I told you I hate this season? Ribbit!
Author: Sam Cheever Publisher: Electric Prose Publications ISBN: 1950331296 Category : Fiction Languages : en Pages : 117
Book Description
’Tis the season for great folly…walawalawalawalala…ribbit. It’s Christmas time at Croakies. The tree is up. The stockings are hung. And Christmas tunes are turning the atmosphere jolly. After a tumultuous Samhain, I’ve found my chi again and I’m starting to enjoy the season of love and giving. Yeah. You probably know how this is going to end. When Sebille suggests I open the bookstore up to a small holiday party, I foolishly agree. How was I supposed to know that the hobgoblin would decide it would be fun to hide everybody’s stuff? Or that we’d be hit with a freak winter storm that confined everybody inside for the duration. Or that a “You’re me but who am I?” spell would be released inside the shop, switching everybody’s identities and creating general chaos and hysteria? I could probably deal with all that if it weren’t for the fact that my friend, Lea…the one person who could possibly reverse the spell…was ensconced in SB the parrot, with no opposable thumbs for spelling. And me? Of course, I’m sitting fat and squishy inside Mr. Slimy. Thank goodness Rustin isn’t currently in residence, or it would be really crowded in here. Who spelled my party? What do a pair of Santa’s elves have to do with it? And why have old enemies suddenly become new friends? I apparently have a little holiday mystery to solve inside Croakies, and I have no idea how I’m going to solve it with everybody mixed up and some of us human. Have I told you I hate this season? Ribbit!
Author: Sam Cheever Publisher: Electric Prose Publications ISBN: 1950331199 Category : Fiction Languages : en Pages : 134
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Magical chaos, old enemies, new adversaries, and danger around every corner…I HATE this time of year! Okay, I’ll admit it, this is my least favorite time of year. Yeah, I understand the enchantment of the season…I get that…but most people don’t have jobs that involve wrangling magic. During the last three months of the year, magical influences run rampant. And that means a lot more work for me. And this year is the worst of all. Why you ask? Because I’m not only trying to wrangle the out-of-control magic artifacts flying around all over the place. This year, I also have to try to keep a magical cat and a talking frog out of trouble. Goddess take the wheel. Things are about to get really ugly.
Author: Sam Cheever Publisher: Electric Prose Publications ISBN: 195033113X Category : Fiction Languages : en Pages : 223
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I wish my job as a magical librarian was just about shuffling books and shushing people from behind a desk. Alas, the magic I wrangle requires a bit more than shuffling and shushing. And to make things worse, I have a frog and a cat, and I have no idea how to use them! Sure, I understand, we all have bills to pay. Personally, I could use a bit of extra cash too. But I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t kill for it. At least…not without dark magic influence. And that’s exactly the problem. Dark. Magic. Influence. My first challenge for the day is finding that artifact and putting it under lock and key before it kills anybody else. My second challenge is figuring out how to deal with a bossy frog and a pushy cat. Which of the two do you suppose will give me the bigger headache? Yeah. That’s what I think too. The frog and cat are going to be the death of my sanity. Maybe I should put them under lock and key too.
Author: Sam Cheever Publisher: Electric Prose Publications ISBN: 1950331466 Category : Fiction Languages : en Pages : 245
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A frog, a cat, and a hobgoblin walk into a bar…in the Jurassic period. Nope…not kidding. Okay, maybe it wasn’t really a bar. But it was definitely the local drinking establishment. For dinosaurs… My old mentor, Alice Parker is back, and she’s brought a problem with her. A big one. One that’s already testing the sprite’s ability to keep it in lettuce and strawberries. It turns out that Alice has been on the run for a minute, trying to protect a magical tortoise from a dangerous sorceress who wants it for herself. You might be wondering why anybody would want to steal a tortoise. Well, if you had the chance to travel through time at the push of a button, or rather the press of a turtle’s shell, would you take it? Yeah, me neither. I have enough trouble dealing with this time and world… But clearly, we aren’t all diabolical magic users bent on our own empowerment. I mean, the possibilities for evil are unending if one can time-hop at will. Luckily, I have two cats, two frogs, and a hobgoblin to help me stave off the latest crisis. The only question is…what am I going to do with a former KoA who was as ineffectual at the Keeper’s job as the goddess’s torn pantyhose are at holding water. The only thing she’d been worse at was training me! And, more importantly, now that she’s here…how am I going to get rid of her? Holy turtle trousers, this Keeper gig gets more challenging by the day…or the millennia!
Author: Sam Cheever Publisher: Electric Prose Publications ISBN: 1950331539 Category : Fiction Languages : en Pages : 326
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The heart holds the potential for great love…and a deadly need to protect it. Love potion? Really? I don’t have enough trouble dealing with a cranky assistant, a mouthy frog, an opinionated cat, and a hobgoblin who thinks getting smacked upside the head is the best kind of fun? Now I’m dealing with a love potion that turns a delightful human emotion into a death sentence. Banshee bunions! As if I didn’t already have enough trouble with my love life. Now I have to save someone else from dying of love. This magical librarian gig is going to be the death of me. Or…you know…of someone else.
Author: Sam Cheever Publisher: Electric Prose Publications ISBN: 1950331253 Category : Fiction Languages : en Pages : 201
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Ancient Chinese proverb says, give cat mouse and give frog fly, they'll soothe your monsters so you won't die. Okay, maybe I just made that up. But I'll try anything at this point. Croakies is suddenly being overrun by monsters. Yeah. Monsters. And I have no clue where they’re coming from. Are they tied to something we’ve done in the past? Do they have anything to do with the strange phone calls I’ve been getting from a really prickly local author? Most importantly, how are we going to explain to the humans about the appearance of a certain giantnormous blue monster flinging car-sized cookies around? Where did all these squirrel squattin’ songbirds come from? And, for the love of the goddess’s favorite spanks, why is there ice all over the floor? Sigh. The frog and the cat? Yeah, they’re really pretty useless on this one. But at least they’re living the good life thanks to my tireless efforts to feed, house, and clean up after them and their naughty friend Hobs. Yay me. Mega monster boogers! This magic wrangling gig is for the birds. And the frogs. And the cats. And the hobgoblins. And, apparently, for the monsters hiding at Croakies.
Author: Sam Cheever Publisher: Electric Prose Publications ISBN: 1950331334 Category : Fiction Languages : en Pages : 226
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Good parenting advice: Only allow your small frog, cat, and hobgoblin limited and supervised television time, or risk stunting their mental and physical growth. Yeah, it might already be too late for that… It seemed like good, innocent fun. A trip back to a simpler time, a fun jaunt to the “good old days”. It turned out to be anything but harmless. The “kids” loved the old, black and white shows. But, per usual at Croakies, things devolved quickly, transforming “quiet” time into a heart-pounding adventure. And of course, as you’d expect, the frog, the cat, and the hobgoblin are right in the middle of it all. I’m a total derf at this whole parenting thing. And my “children” are brats. Holy flippin’ frog flatulence. So much for the good old days…
Author: Sam Cheever Publisher: Electric Prose Publications ISBN: 1950331822 Category : Fiction Languages : en Pages : 77
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I’d heard the term “howl at the moon” before. But how was I supposed to know my little demon dog, Vel, would turn it into a compulsion? Moon Madness has hit Croakies like an out-of-control freight train. My demon dog is howling at the moon. Somebody ate one of my neighbors. And things are falling apart in the city of Enchanted. Buckle up lunar lovers. This ride is about to get bumpy
Author: Sam Cheever Publisher: Electric Prose Publications ISBN: 1950331148 Category : Fiction Languages : en Pages : 238
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Sticks and stones can break my bones, but wrinkles might actually kill me! Just when I think I understand life, the Universe flings a magic booger at me. It just doesn’t pay to think you’ve got a handle on things. For example, my favorite customer, Mrs. Foxladle, got into a simple disagreement with her book club friends over their obsession with youth and beauty. The next thing you know, they’re all dead. Did Mrs. Foxladle kill them? It certainly seems like a possibility. But I’m still holding on to the hope that I’m dealing with a rogue magical artifact in the hands of someone with diabolical intent. Unfortunately, I haven’t been able to figure out what it is and who’s wielding it with deadly results. I was counting on Detective Grym, a real rock of a guy, to help me find the culprits. But Grym’s lifespan just turned unpredictable. (You could say things are a bit rocky for him right now.) Which leaves solving the mystery up to me and my friends. It's just a really good thing I have a cat and a frog and… Yeah, about that… I’m really no closer to figuring out how to use them either. Holy goblin phlegm! This magic wrangling stuff is hard!
Author: Sam Cheever
Author: Sam Cheever
Author: Sam Cheever
Author: Sam Cheever
Author: Sam Cheever
Author: Sam Cheever
Author: Sam Cheever
Author: Sam Cheever
Author: Sam Cheever
Author: Sam Cheever
Author: Sam Cheever