Magick Run Amok
Magick Run Amok by Sharon Pape Kensington Books Lyrical Underground Mystery & Thrillers Pub Date 01 May 2018
Review
Magick Run Amok is a fast paced cozy that serves up a winning mix of humor, magick and murder.
Kailyn Wilde has plenty to keep her busy between managing her shop and helping her aunt keep an eye on Merlin - who has a talent for trouble. When an investigative journalist and good friend is found dead, Travis suspects foul play. But all he has to back up his claim is a list of names that Ryan believed were connected. Kailyn readily joins in on his investigation, providing magical assistance when necessary. Killers have been dying, but who is responsible? Was Ryan murdered because he found a connection the police did not? Investigating murder is a dangerous proposition, even when you have magick on your side.
Magick Run Amok is a cute cozy mystery that will readily appeal to fans of paranormal cozies.
4 / 5
I received a copy of Magick Run Amok from the publisher and Netgalley.com in exchange for an honest review.
— Crittermom
Description
The answer to whodunit may lie beyond the veil . . . November in upstate New York can be chilly, but Kailyn Wilde’s shop, Abracadabra, is a cozy respite where you can find lotions, potions, and plenty of warm, feline company. But what customers don’t know is that the proprietor has some unusual powers—and unusual friends, including the renowned magician Merlin, who’s been transported into the modern world. All of which comes in handy when there’s a murder to be solved . . . Investigative journalist Ryan Cutler has perished in a car accident in New Camel, and his friend, Travis, suspects foul play—especially when the reporter’s notes reveal a mysterious list of dead men’s names. Kailyn wants to help, but she’s also got her hands full with the curmudgeonly Merlin, who’s not exactly maintaining a low profile. Between keeping the wizard under wraps and mixing up cold remedies that work like magic, she’ll have to tap into her many talents to figure out a killer’s fatal formula . . .
