Authors Cait Sidhe Enjoys, Cait Sidhe Reviews, Midlife Bounty Hunter, Midlife Demon Hunter, Midlife Fairy Hunter, Midlife Ghost Hunter, paranormal fiction, Paranormal Women's Fiction, Shannon Meyer, The Forty Proof Series
If you thought being over forty meant the end of adventures, then you’re in for a shock as Bree, and her ragtag bunch take you on a side-splitting rollercoaster ride!
Stuck with Alan’s ghost following her around, Bree is in hot water now with no easy way out as she’s been framed for his murder and plunked in the local pokey.
If that weren’t bad enough, Gran’s ghost has been kidnapped, and all clues point to the Big Easy—New Orleans.
With the police on her never-mind-the-size butt, two men vying for her attentions, and a mystery wrapped around the murder of her Gran and ex, she has more than enough to keep her stressed and turning prematurely gray.
So when a local coven stirs things up in NOLA, and a new nemesis appears on the scene, Bree is ready to meet them head-on.
As soon as she’s popped a few Advil.
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**Cait Sidhe’s Review of Midlife Ghost Hunter**
Boy, Bree has always managed to have trouble follow her around but this time she might not be able to talk her way out of this one. As we know from the last book, ex Alan is dead, but that doesn’t make him less of a huge tool. It might even make him more of one since Bree is stuck with him. And even dead, he’s still managing to cause trouble for her since the police think that SHE offed him. I mean, yeah, she’s definitely wanted to, but she didn’t do it. So who did? And where did her granny’s ghost go? You know the saying about the fan and what hits it? That’s Bree’s life in a nutshell.
I’m enjoying Bree coming into her own. It’s been a slow journey and she’s had some setbacks but at the end of the day, she puts on her big girl panties, pops some Advil, and gets to work. NOLA is bringing a lot of trouble. Necromancers and dark spellbooks. Wraiths and tonton macoutes aka zoms. Even though she doesn’t know what she’s doing most of the time, she forges ahead anyway.
Gawd in heaven, all the fear had leaked out of me, leaving behind the kind of righteous indignation that only shows up after you turn forty. Trust me on that one, it’s a powerful blend.
She’s got a great group of friends around her and she’s learning that maybe she doesn’t have to shoulder the burden alone. Feish is hilarious in this one. She’s been reading romance novels and has some interesting new verbiage that she’s spouting. It’s funny and awkward all at once, like your parents trying to use teenage slang.
Bree’s love life continues to be a hot mess. There hasn’t been this big of a division since Team Jacob/Team Edward. Part of me will always root for Team Crash, because erm, hot fae blacksmith, hello!? He’s redeemed himself a little by being so sweet to Bree in this one. But then there’s that part of me that is ALL Team Robert. So what that he’s a skeleton most of the time? Bree’s magic is bringing him back in flesh and blood so heyyyy. We can’t count Robert out. I know people really get tired of the love triangle but the fact that we are on book four and will still don’t have an answer kinda gives me life. In spite of all this man candy, this isn’t a reverse harem. Some might be annoyed by the lack of hanky panky but I enjoy the action side of PWF since I’m an urban fantasy junkie at heart.
A lot of plot points get checked off in this one. We learn what Bree’s magic really is, and what really happened to her parents. All the pieces are falling into place finally but Midlife Ghost Hunter is an emotional roller coaster. Yes, there’s plenty of action, and there are some series, heart-wrenching moments as well. I can’t wait to continue the series. Is Bree ever going to choose? Argh!!!
About the Author
A long time ago, in a galaxy far away, I was born into a family of Star Wars nuts. I have a lot of siblings (somewhere I lost count but I think there was more than could be numbered on one hand) and being one of the young padawans I was subjected to Star Wars marathons, on a regular basis. If you’ve read any of my books you’ll see there is often a reference to said movies as a small homage to my upbringing. May the force be with you and all that jazz.
I started writing when I realized I didn’t want to grow up not believing in magic, or not believing in creatures everyone else said didn’t exist. That being said, I have never seen a fairy, unicorn or dragon. I had a neighbour who swore they fed the leprechauns in their garden, but I never caught the little buggers no matter how long I lay in wait. (And consequently had to help the neighbours plant new flowers to replace those I killed waiting for the leprechauns to show their faces.)
Along the way, I found my husband who is the rock that keeps me from floating away into my dreams, and we have a little boy who is the centre of our world. Living on a farm keeps us busy (as if the writing wasn’t enough) and I have more than my share of stories about wrestling with cows, helping birth calves and ending up in the creek during the process, falling in the mud (we’ll call it mud but we all know that on a farm, mud is rarely mud) and chasing escaped livestock in the hopes the four legged convicts don’t make it to the highway.
I’ve taken up archery, and the goal is to move into horseback archery in time (you know, when I can hit the target on a consistent basis) and when no one is looking, I love to bake (this doesn’t happen often as it’s hard to keep the sweet treats in stock with two boys in the house.)
As to what’s coming next for me? More stories (since those never stop inside my head, I might as well share them with all of you!) and more adventures. Pretty much, when the fancy strikes, I’ll jump on it. Leap before you look I’m sure that motto was created for me.
Or was that . . . think big and dream bigger, ready, set, pull the trigger . . . yeah. That one is a good one too. But only if you have a gun. And are hunting elephants. Which is not cool because of so many reasons. Let’s stick with the first one with an addendum.
Leap before you look and let your dreams carry you on their wings. And that, my friends, is me in a nutshell.