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After the shit that went down in Chrome Mine, I’m beginning to fear that I may never see my Sidnee again, because the Sidnee I’ve been left with? She’s downright scary. Just as we try to catch our breath, calamity strikes anew: the Mayor’s son has been murdered, and suspicion is being thrown around like confetti—from the mayor himself to nearly half the town, including the usually mild-mannered Sidnee.

I thought tracking down an Eternal Flame would be the hardest part of this trip. Turns out, I was wrong. Between a hidden magical village, a smug lake monster, and a high priestess who may or may not hold the key to fixing my mistakes, I’m starting to think I should have stayed in bed. But I don’t have that luxury. My magic is growing stronger by the day, but it’s volatile, and if I don’t get a grip, I won’t just lose control—I’ll lose everything.

Witchlight Cove was supposed to be a fresh start. Instead, I’ve discovered a long-lost grandfather, my best friend’s hiding a massive secret, and the Eternal Flame has disappeared—only the most important magical artefact in town. Oh, and to top it all off, a body just turned up, complete with vampire bite marks. I’d love to say I’ve got everything under control, but let’s be real—I’m barely keeping my life together.

A deadly assassin. A desperate witch. A past that won’t stay buried. I’m Amber DeLea—ambitious witch, potion mistress extraordinaire, and daughter to a woman slipping further away each day. My life is a constant battle, whether it’s cursed runes, treacherous coven politics, or dark forces closing in. But nothing haunts me more than my mother’s unravelling mind, and I’m running out of time to find a cure. The last thing I need is Bastion—the deadly griffin assassin who shattered my world—being ordered to protect me.

PI by day, reluctant witch by necessity—Beatrix has a case to crack and a legacy to reclaim. I walked away from my magic, my past, and the home I was born to protect. For the last decade, I’ve been scraping by as a PI in the non-magical world, solving human problems and ignoring the legacy that should have been mine. My magic is barely worth mentioning—unless you count my ability to sense emotions, which is frequently about as useful as a chocolate teapot.

Someone paid the vampire king’s creepy son to turn me into one of the bitey undead. I’m not hanging about to find out who or why. The vampires want me to stay with them for one hundred years of indentured servitude but I have this thing about following orders so I ran from the streets of London to the wilds of Alaska. I have an eidetic memory and a can-do attitude. I can-do anything to get away from the vampire king. So when the Sheriff of Portlock, a hidden paranormal town, invites me to be his assistant, I say sure thing. It beats servitude hands down.

Welcome to Portlock: where the dead don’t always stay that way. When a human inspector drops dead in the Chrome Mine, things get messy fast. The dwarves are up in arms, swearing the mine is cursed, and when a second body turns up—this time without its head—all fingers point to the local hag. But I’ve met Matilda. She’s terrifying, sure, but she doesn’t seem like the elaborate crime scene type. More of a ‘crush you under a landslide’ kind of gal. Still, with the dwarves baying for blood and a murderer on the loose, I need answers before this case spirals out of control.

In London's supernatural underworld, Narissa Knight witnessed her father's murder at the hands of a vampire assassin. Blackwatch, her father's shadowy former employers, should have been on her side, but instead they did their best to a cover up the crime to protect the hidden supernatural community.

Amelia’s life was saved, but at what cost? Turned a vampire by an immortal child, her newfound life may be in danger and out of her control. At the same time, a human cult has made it their mission to rid New Orleans of the monstrous atrocities of vampires and werewolves by any means possible. Drawing their recruits from a local university, Amelia goes undercover to infiltrate the group. While there, she discovers there’s more to the evil group than meets the eye and encounters someone no one expected.

When I pitched a missing persons story set in a South London suburb, I expected my editor to beg me to bag us a front page exclusive. Instead, she banned me from investigating and threw in a thinly veiled threat on my career. But here’s the thing about being a damn good investigative journalist… sometimes you have to ignore your editor. Armed with my new canine partner, I headed into the woods unsure of what I’d find. What I definitely didn’t expect was a mysterious supernatural woman in stilettos, three overly eager tributes, and the kind of bite that doesn’t come from a mosquito.

Betrayed, alone, and furious, I have plenty of time to plot my revenge. They’re not even going to see me coming. Whoever said revenge is a dish best served cold didn’t know a damned thing. Revenge is hot and fiery and I’m going to rain hell on the ones responsible for tearing me away from Emory on our wedding day. A daemon is stalking the Other Realm, and enough is enough. It’s time to bring him down to the depths of hell where he belongs. Hell hath no fury like a women scorned.

Cricket Wakefield had a bright future. A life filled with love and dreams of dance. A future that was shattered the night she was brutally murdered. But the dead don’t always stay dead. And the living moves on without them. A year later, Cricket is awoken by a necromancer’s magic with no choice but to join the woman’s carnival, to hone her newfound skills amongst others like herself. When the Carnival arrives at her old town, Cricket learns that more victims have been discovered. Victims decorated with black dahlias just as she had been.

Devastated, I'm sent to the Omega Institute. I'm held until the auction with a gorgeous single dad, whose scent is like paradise. Both Omegas, we make a pact to form a found family without Alphas. With our heats fast approaching, were broken out of the Institute by a mysterious pack of outlaws: a giant, blazing hot Alpha and his flirty mafia Beta. When I meet the pack's final Alpha, a former military man and my best friend my heart breaks.

Ok, so not much sex is going on. The closest I’ve gotten to some action is a date with Stan which ended in disaster. But with all the eye-candy walking around this small town, including the sexy vampire leader, Connor, I’m definitely re-thinking my ‘no dating’ rule. I don’t get the chance to do much about it though because some ruffians think it’s funny to break into the Grimes’ moonshine shop.

I’m Lucy, a regular accountant turned alpha werewolf. A tryst with the wrong incubus ripped me from my ordinary life and sent me tumbling into a magical realm that I'd never even dreamed existed. I was just adjusting to pack life when I was asked to mercy-kill the current alpha. I'm not a total bitch so I did what he asked, but it's left me as alpha of a pack I don't know, full of werewolves who resent that I still live and breathe while their old alpha doesn't. If I’m to survive in this dog-eat-dog realm, I’m going to have to win my new pack over–and fast.

Every morning, I wake up with no knowledge of who I am, except for a few strange quirks: I prefer old-fashioned dresses that button to my chin. I can shift into the form of a fox at will. And a werewolf who's equal parts magnetic and terrifying keeps following me around. Then the human coworker who helps me gloss over my amnesia goes missing just as a werewolf power struggle erupts around us. To rescue Rosa and protect myself, I must team up with the very alpha whose existence represents my greatest fears and desires.

When Amber DeLea darkens my door a few days before Christmas, I'm expecting trouble. Instead, her orphan ward Jade has lost her Christmas stocking, and Amber wants me to find it

I’m Lucy, alpha werewolf of a pack that hates me. I inherited the pack when I mercy-killed the current alpha at his behest. I did the right thing, but it’s left me head of a werewolf pack who resent that I still live and breathe while their old alpha doesn't.

In a world where magic means power, a "small" gift is a curse. Thea was not blessed with power. Her gift of devouring plants and absorbing their hidden abilities does not make her stand out among her peers. Until a young man from the other side of the river sees something in her that no one else has seen before. When his family mercilessly strikes at her pride, he makes a point to ease the sting.

Amari has a perfect life. She's a successful food critic, and is marrying a high flying human rights lawyer. But the day before her wedding, a stranger, Caspar, tries to solicit her help. She sends him away, but can't shake the feeling that she knows him.