If you haven’t read this series by Julia Mills you are
really missing out. These heroines are
bold, brash and 100% southern. They take
the world by storm and completely befuddle their mates, but that is okay. With their trusty sisters and dragonettes by
their sides they can solve the most confounding of crimes. If you are looking for a series that is going
to make you laugh, cry and ready to take on the world then this is the series
for you.
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Sydney
Later Gator (Southern Fried Sass book 1)
Published to Amazon on July 26, 2018
Author Julia Mills
Welcome to Hairy Wart! Home of the SOUTHERN FRIED SASS
DETECTIVE AGENCY and the DRAGONETTES - proof that it's not the size of the
scales but the SASS in the flames that makes the Guardsma...ahem, I
mean, Guardswoman. Where the Tofu is always Southern Fried and the Soul
Food is vegetarian, 'cause it just wouldn't be right to eat your neighbors.
When the mood strikes and the need for change is too strong to ignore, most people move to the big city or the mountains, heck, some even head to the beach.
Not me. No way. That would be way too easy. No L.A., Aspen, or Miami for this Witch.
Hairy Wart, LA, is where I landed.
Not only is it the Southern Fried Tofu capital of the world, but this blink-and-you-miss-it ‘burg with a population of Ninety-nine-point-five, (Do not ask.) and a mayor who happens to be a seven-foot Pink Bunny when the mood strikes, just might be the home of the craftiest chicken-napping, rock-wielding crazy killer I've ever come up against.
To say I have bitten off more than I can chew is like saying the Grand Canyon is a pothole. However, I absolutely refuse to admit defeat. Especially not with Sherriff Sexy Pants dogging my every step and making me all hot and bothered. Whoever said a Gator Shifter can’t make a couple yards of denim really, really happy they became a pair of Wranglers never met Beauregard St. Croix. He takes a bite outta crime in an up close and personal kinda way that I’m liking a little more every day.
With a mighty swish of my wand and my sisters by my side, I have made it my mission to rid Hairy Wart of all things nefarious and make the streets safe for everybody – scaled, furry, feathered, or otherwise. No case too small, no lawbreaker too evil. We’re here to help!
Bubble, bubble, are you in trouble? Not to worry, we'll be there on the double. No need to fear. No need to fret. We're Southern Fried Sass, Baby. We'll save the day, and my friends, you should take that bet.
Official published review:
Sass in the South
Faith is a witch whose father was the all-time bad dad.
Beauregard is a gator shifter, the sheriff of Hairy Wart and in a mating dance
for the love of Faith. Together with her sisters, the gator clan and some newly
acquired familiars, Faith and Beau save the town of Hairy Wart and the harmony
only a mating can bring. I can’t wait to see which of the sisters finds her HEA
next.
4 stars
A GR BB
Nosey Rosie (Southern Fried Sass book 2)
Published to Amazon on November 11, 2018
Author Julia Mills
Welcome back to Hairy Wart! I missed the heck outta
all of ya’! And, I know you won’t be surprised that we’re once again raisin’
hell and forgettin’ to take names.
Rosie, here, buckle up, Buttercups, I'm the Witch your momma warned you about, but in an epically awesome way. Promise.
Everything was fine. I mean, normal…for us. Faith and I were arguing as usual, my bossy Gator-in-law was butting his snout in where it didn’t belong, and Daisy was runnin’ interference when she could keep her eyes open. Just another sunny day in Hairy Wort…right?
Sure, but dadgummit it was shorter lived than a flea fart in a windstorm. Gettin' outta the house (away from Faith) Taffy and I happened upon a dead body in the rubble of the Marshall Mansion that literally got up and walked away when we weren’t lookin’. No! I am not messin’ with you. I swear it happened.
Now, Beau and Faith are losin’ their minds, the Dragonettes are beside themselves, and Daisy, well, she’s sleepin' but that beside the point. Just when I thought things had fallen to the bottom of the swamp where the creepy crawlies creep and crawl, a tall, handsome Panther with a quick smile and a glint in his gleaming emerald eyes appeared smack dab in the middle of this mess and he's tellin’ everybody who’ll listen that he’s my Mate.
What the H-E-Double-hockey-sticks am I supposed to do with that pile of Grunch crap? Good Goddess, if you love me, send a hundred-pound box of chocolate and three gallons of Miss Bunny’s sweet iced tea.
One thing's for darned sure, when the Goddess and the Universe team up, with Destiny and Fate on the sidelines, well, it's more than a Witch can endure. Come on down, hang out a while, ‘cause Heaven knows I could use your help.
Rosie, here, buckle up, Buttercups, I'm the Witch your momma warned you about, but in an epically awesome way. Promise.
Everything was fine. I mean, normal…for us. Faith and I were arguing as usual, my bossy Gator-in-law was butting his snout in where it didn’t belong, and Daisy was runnin’ interference when she could keep her eyes open. Just another sunny day in Hairy Wort…right?
Sure, but dadgummit it was shorter lived than a flea fart in a windstorm. Gettin' outta the house (away from Faith) Taffy and I happened upon a dead body in the rubble of the Marshall Mansion that literally got up and walked away when we weren’t lookin’. No! I am not messin’ with you. I swear it happened.
Now, Beau and Faith are losin’ their minds, the Dragonettes are beside themselves, and Daisy, well, she’s sleepin' but that beside the point. Just when I thought things had fallen to the bottom of the swamp where the creepy crawlies creep and crawl, a tall, handsome Panther with a quick smile and a glint in his gleaming emerald eyes appeared smack dab in the middle of this mess and he's tellin’ everybody who’ll listen that he’s my Mate.
What the H-E-Double-hockey-sticks am I supposed to do with that pile of Grunch crap? Good Goddess, if you love me, send a hundred-pound box of chocolate and three gallons of Miss Bunny’s sweet iced tea.
One thing's for darned sure, when the Goddess and the Universe team up, with Destiny and Fate on the sidelines, well, it's more than a Witch can endure. Come on down, hang out a while, ‘cause Heaven knows I could use your help.
Official published review:
Finding a mate in the Southern Fried way
This is only the second book in the series, but I’m hooked!
These southern witches love to use their, sass, wit and snark to solve
mysteries and avoid getting mated. It’s all a front though. Once their fated
mate has proven his love and devotion the ladies give him their all. With all
of their friends and every half-sibling that shows up they get stronger. The
more the merrier in the search for a HEA. I can’t wait to see which sibling
will find their fated mate next.
4 stars
A GR BB
Lazy Daisy (Southern Fried Sass book 3)
Published to Amazon on February 9, 2019
Author Julia Mills
Dragonettes, Honey Buns, and one dead Piggy Princess!
Hang On, Hairy Wort, it’s Lazy Daisy to the rescue…well, sorta.
Pat-a-cake, Pat-a-cake, Baker Bear’s Witch,
Oh, dear me I just flipped that switch.
There’s a pig in the oven as dead as can be,
Without a heart, or a lung, or a danged kid-ney.
With a zip and a zap and a tappity-tap,
I’ll fix this mess even without a catnap.
Got Miss Bunny, Doc Downey, and Granny Cleo,
One, two, three, and away we go.
Bubble, Bubble, we sure got some trouble.
Another Piggie’s missing, so now it’s double.
Somethin’ sure stinks, but that might be the skunks,
Or the Cats, or the Possums, oh heck! They’re all punks.
See ya’ in Hairy Wort.
It’s sure to be snort!
Come ‘on down!
There’ll be laughs all ‘round.
Hang On, Hairy Wort, it’s Lazy Daisy to the rescue…well, sorta.
Pat-a-cake, Pat-a-cake, Baker Bear’s Witch,
Oh, dear me I just flipped that switch.
There’s a pig in the oven as dead as can be,
Without a heart, or a lung, or a danged kid-ney.
With a zip and a zap and a tappity-tap,
I’ll fix this mess even without a catnap.
Got Miss Bunny, Doc Downey, and Granny Cleo,
One, two, three, and away we go.
Bubble, Bubble, we sure got some trouble.
Another Piggie’s missing, so now it’s double.
Somethin’ sure stinks, but that might be the skunks,
Or the Cats, or the Possums, oh heck! They’re all punks.
See ya’ in Hairy Wort.
It’s sure to be snort!
Come ‘on down!
There’ll be laughs all ‘round.
Official published review:
Whoooweee
Those ladies from Southern Fried Sass make sure there is
never a dull moment when the author whisks us away to Hairy Wort. This book is
a great addition to the series. Once again the residents of Hairy Wort band
together with fur, magic and snarkiness to solve the problem and help the star
couple reach their HEA. I can’t wait to read the next book in the series.
4 stars
A GR BB
Jamie’s Got a Wand (Southern Fried Sass book 4)
Published to Amazon on October 15, 2019
Author Julia Mills
Put your head between your legs and kiss your booty
buh-bye, you’re never gonna believe what’s goin' on now.
It all started with a surprise visit from a mouse... Well, not really a mouse... Billy's a Greater Bilby... But that's just a fancy Australian name for goofy gray rodent with big, pointy ears and a nasty disposition. I mean, I guess...to be politically correct I should... Oh, hell, when have I ever given a rat's behind about bein' politically correct?
No time for BS. I'm gonna Joe Friday this bitch. You know, just the facts, ma'am and all that happy horseshit.
Here's what I have so far:
· Plea for help from Billy the Bilby
· Missing Sloth, who also happens to be my Mate, not to mention a Deputy with a badge and gun which would be so helpful right now
· A tingle in the palm of my wand hand and a wiggle in Wanda's shiny little tip ~ sure signs somethin' wicked this way’s acomin'
And… Wait for it... This is the BIG one. Big, like we’re all headed to Hell in a handcart at a high rate of speed with no brakes, no passing Go, no $200, and no clue what to do ~ H-U-G-E.
· Every single one of the Dragonettes is conked out. Completely and totally unresponsive. Like colorful, little Sleeping Beautys snorin' all over the place. Yeah, you're so right. I said, "Oh, shit," more than once, too. Trouble is, we’ve got no colorful little Prince Charmings to pucker up and lay one on 'em. Life without my fiery sidekick is just plain boring. Oh, and, scary as all get out.
Talk about trouble with a capital T and that rhymes with ME, and that stands for the crazy-ass Witch who better get her butt in gear.
Bubble, bubble, who the hell asked for a bubble.
We’re off to the Swamp, a nasty hex to tromp.
Wanda the wand is rarin’ to scoot and the crazy Wolf came too…t. (Sorry, rhyming's not my thing. Talk to Daisy. She's the danged poet.)
Grab your boots, your magic, and a big can of bug spray, I’mma need all the help I can get. Don’t worry ‘bout the Gators, they’ve been fed, even that nasty little redhead, Nannette.
P.S. If you see Dash, tell him to get his Slothy butt to the Swamp!
It all started with a surprise visit from a mouse... Well, not really a mouse... Billy's a Greater Bilby... But that's just a fancy Australian name for goofy gray rodent with big, pointy ears and a nasty disposition. I mean, I guess...to be politically correct I should... Oh, hell, when have I ever given a rat's behind about bein' politically correct?
No time for BS. I'm gonna Joe Friday this bitch. You know, just the facts, ma'am and all that happy horseshit.
Here's what I have so far:
· Plea for help from Billy the Bilby
· Missing Sloth, who also happens to be my Mate, not to mention a Deputy with a badge and gun which would be so helpful right now
· A tingle in the palm of my wand hand and a wiggle in Wanda's shiny little tip ~ sure signs somethin' wicked this way’s acomin'
And… Wait for it... This is the BIG one. Big, like we’re all headed to Hell in a handcart at a high rate of speed with no brakes, no passing Go, no $200, and no clue what to do ~ H-U-G-E.
· Every single one of the Dragonettes is conked out. Completely and totally unresponsive. Like colorful, little Sleeping Beautys snorin' all over the place. Yeah, you're so right. I said, "Oh, shit," more than once, too. Trouble is, we’ve got no colorful little Prince Charmings to pucker up and lay one on 'em. Life without my fiery sidekick is just plain boring. Oh, and, scary as all get out.
Talk about trouble with a capital T and that rhymes with ME, and that stands for the crazy-ass Witch who better get her butt in gear.
Bubble, bubble, who the hell asked for a bubble.
We’re off to the Swamp, a nasty hex to tromp.
Wanda the wand is rarin’ to scoot and the crazy Wolf came too…t. (Sorry, rhyming's not my thing. Talk to Daisy. She's the danged poet.)
Grab your boots, your magic, and a big can of bug spray, I’mma need all the help I can get. Don’t worry ‘bout the Gators, they’ve been fed, even that nasty little redhead, Nannette.
P.S. If you see Dash, tell him to get his Slothy butt to the Swamp!
Official published review:
She laughs, and jokes, in the face of danger
OMG! I really enjoy the flair this author has with words and
humor. I love that she has her characters interact with the readers and the
level of snark and sass is phenomenal. It’s a shame we didn’t get to see more
interaction between Jamie and her sloth, but he could really move when it
mattered most. I really enjoy this series. It’s fun with lots of action and
characters you’re going to love. I am looking forward to reading the next book
in the series.
4stars
A GR BB
Hey, Y'all! Julia Mills, the Sassy Southern Storyteller
here. Thanks so much for stopping by.
Just a little bit about me - I'm Southern to the bone, love my children more than life itself, and adopt animals like most people collect dust bunnies. (Oh come on, we've all got them under one bed or another.) I came by the tagline Sassy, Southern Storyteller honestly and many years before I ever started writing. (My dad thought it was a hilarious nickname for his kindergarten teaching daughter.)
I live by three simple rules - (1) Treat people how you want to be treated. (2) Smile lots. (3) Try everything, 'cause hearses don't have luggage racks.
Now, go out there and create your own story!!! Dare to Dream! Have the Strength to Try EVERYTHING! Never Look Back!
I ABSOLUTELY adore talking to readers!
Send me a message ANYTIME at www.JuliaMillsAuthor.com or on Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/JLakeMills/
XOXO Julia
Just a little bit about me - I'm Southern to the bone, love my children more than life itself, and adopt animals like most people collect dust bunnies. (Oh come on, we've all got them under one bed or another.) I came by the tagline Sassy, Southern Storyteller honestly and many years before I ever started writing. (My dad thought it was a hilarious nickname for his kindergarten teaching daughter.)
I live by three simple rules - (1) Treat people how you want to be treated. (2) Smile lots. (3) Try everything, 'cause hearses don't have luggage racks.
Now, go out there and create your own story!!! Dare to Dream! Have the Strength to Try EVERYTHING! Never Look Back!
I ABSOLUTELY adore talking to readers!
Send me a message ANYTIME at www.JuliaMillsAuthor.com or on Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/JLakeMills/
XOXO Julia
These books are part of the Love Spells book series
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