This was heaps of fun to read. I was looking for something light and fluffy for a badly needed change of pace, and what a surprise I got--not just cheerful but downright exuberant, like a book equivalent to what I imagine a day in Disneyland would be like. It's action-packed with lots of laughs and a huge quantity and diversity of supernaturals for such a short novel (only 201 pages in my edition).
Much of the humor is cross-cultural, as April, an experienced American barista who's the first-person narrator, becomes Ebrel when she arrives in Mystic Valley, Wales, just before her 36th birthday. Ebrel is what her aunt Rose decides to call her, and the author's foreword admits it's the Cornish version of her name because readers would probably mispronounce the Welsh version (those exotic consonants), and sure enough April/Ebrel has trouble saying her aunt's Welsh name Rhosyn. There's also a Rhian and a Rhodri for April to practice her Welsh rh on...maybe by book three in the series?
Well, Rose/Rhosyn called on April/Ebrel to help her keep up with the times and expand her tearoom there in Mystic Valley to serve morning espressos as well. April/Ebrel's success with coffee rests on a little secret--she can push magic out of her fingertips and she has zapped every drink she's ever served with a little shot of magic to bring extra joy to the consumer. The new Mystic Brews is a tremendous success, serving two hundred happy customers on its first full day.
Then it's revealed that most of them were really fae of different species in their human guise, all of them recognized the magic in their coffee, this was a test, April/Ebrel passed with flying colors, and she's now certified as fae, coming into her own on her 36th birthday with great celebrations.
She gets a familiar in the form of an orange cat named Punkin, full of attitude and snark because he's really a pwca (okay, just say "pooka") under a hundred-year curse. He reveals that Mystic Valley is really Cwm Tylwyth 'Valley of the Fae'. You kind of see where this is going.
But I forgot to mention that April had another secret back in the States--she can see and talk with ghosts, like the ghost of her ex-boyfriend Jake who shows up on every birthday and now that she's fully fae he won't go away. None of the others have the ghost-talking gift, and April, now Lady Ebrel because she's related to the Queen of the Fae, serves as interpreter for some interesting ghosts, including Sir Reginald, the foremost fae race car driver, who enlists her help to solve his murder.
Yes, it's a murder mystery, with lots of input from a very positive, upbeat murder victim ghost and a vampire couple living on a hill in what looks like a castle but people quickly tell you it's really a fortified manor house. April/Lady Ebrel quickly becomes best friends with their adopted daughter Elain (pronounce at your own risk), who's not a vampire but a highly skilled assassin for MI-13, Britain's supernatural counterpart to MI-5.
Now a fae race car is powered by a demon trapped in a cauldron where a mundane engine would be, and only two days after arriving in Wales, April/Lady Ebrel faces down a 4.6 (very high power) demon who caused Sir Reginald's fatal accident, but who set that up? Ebrel and Elain plow through ghosts and fae to find the answer as Ebrel's magical powers grow quickly and fae racing brings in nice red herrings.
The characters were delightful, even the nasty ones, and those are outnumbered by the friendlies. Ebrel's assistant Nia, who calls a caramel macchiato a carmel tornado, turns out to be three inches high in her true pixie form. But all the fae take human form to interact with the tourists on whom the economy of the valley depends, and the Issue of the Day is whether the town council (humans and fae) will allow mixed fae/human car racing. How the supernaturals stay undetected by humans is the biggest mystery of all in this book!