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Three standalone romances. One hidden, supernatural Oregon town. Welcome to Moonhaven Cove. This closed-door paranormal romantic comedy collection features the first three complete novels in the series, packed with witty banter, suspense, and heartwarming happily-ever-afters. Book 1: Wanted...

She’s scrappy and pure sunshine. He’s a 1,000-year-old vampire. Together they’re magic. Ever had life kick you in the teeth after it first stopped to shove you down the stairs? Yep. This used to be the story of my life. Until one day I saw an ad in the paper that changed everything—Wanted: Vampire’s Assistant. The list of qualifications that followed the listing for the job were ridiculous. Sturdiness? Not prone to fits of terror?

I’m a pixie. If there was a level zero of supernaturals, I’d be on the sub-basement level. I’m not super-strong or fast or crazy-smart, and the little bit of pixie magic I do have is limited to the most basic things that any human street magician can do. So when a pack of coyote shifters...

I’m in love with my best friend—who just happens to be one of the last dragon shifters in the world. Yeah. Life just got a whole lot more complicated. For two years, I’ve suffered through one bad date after another, and for two years, my best friend Roarke has been right there beside me. The problem? I don’t want to date other guys—I want him. But there are two massive issues with that. I keep hoping that in true romcom style, Roarke and I will get our happily ever after. But this is real life, and I don’t know if there are happily ever afters for a broken bear shifter and a dragon shifter.

She never thought she’d trust anyone enough to fall in love, until she meets a protective vampire who can't imagine eternity without his mate. I’m thirty-eight and should be in my prime. Instead, I’m dodging men who fixate on me like heat-seeking missiles and avoiding the outside world like the plague. There’s something wrong with me. People don’t just notice me. They become obsessed. The kind of obsessed that has me hiding out at police stations until it’s safe to go home. Their blank stares, their eerie devotion… it’s like something in my DNA overrides their rational thoughts.

I’m Indie Valentine: cupid by trade, sarcasm specialist by nature, and currently one step away from a matchmaking meltdown. For the past year, I’ve been assigned to Mesmer—a stoic, endearingly sweet gargoyle who’s spent his whole life waiting for his mate.