Magical Morgan
3 primary works
Book 1
Switching bodies was a piece of cake. Too bad my new body is already occupied.
I was a successful woman in my mid-fifties, a champion of vulnerable women and a seeker of the arcane. From a troubled past, I earned poise, confidence, and experience. Until an explosion killed me.
It’s a shock when a friend’s desperate spell forces my soul into a nearby woman’s dying body, but I won’t say no to fewer aches, unlined skin, and a youthful start for my old ambitions. The problem is, an elemental spirit took possession of that same body during the explosion, and spirits don’t make good roommates.
Too bad. He’s not the only one without options. If I can control him—before he controls me—his magical powers will let me harness the power of the wind. Sexy legs and magic to help the downtrodden? Yes, please. All I need now is an outlet for my new talents, and when a secret sisterhood begs me to help them fend off thuggish attackers hellbent on stealing their magical artifact, I’m the only defense against their deepest fears.
Book 2
My enemies have magic. I need more.
I upgraded my tired old body for a flashy younger version. Turning back the clock has benefits, and I use my new magic to help the vulnerable. It’s good, but it’s not enough. It’s never enough.
Thea, the leader of the secret society I work for, has found another magical artifact. I don’t trust her. Her followers are too compliant to believe. What’s more, the magic she wields is more sinister than I knew existed. With the artifact in her grasp, her control over others would be absolute.
With my future uncertain and my past haunting me, the artifact’s power lures me like a desert traveler to an oasis. More power is the only way my mind might escape Thea’s ominous takeover. But will I give up more than I gain?
Book 3
A magical apocalypse is at hand. It’s up to me to stop it.
I’m a mature woman magically transplanted into a twenty-something body possessed by an elemental spirit. It’s a lot to handle. The spirit and I have our differences, but we can agree on one thing…
Magical artifacts in the wrong hands are deadly. Too bad the neighborhood secret society didn’t get the memo.
The society’s Book of Souls has clues to finding a final artifact that will germinate the Tree of Life and release a destructive elemental spirit on Earth. But their leader won’t give up control of the Book so easily. When new clues come to light, her greedy hands are closer than ever to the artifact. If she finds it before I do, an apocalypse is destined to sweep over the world with a destructive force not seen since Noah boarded his ark.