Getting Cozy with Demons

My boyfriend cheated on me, so I bought a possibly haunted hot spring in BFE, Colorado. Oops. To make matters worse, the owner of my competition seems determined to crush my fledgling business at every turn. Oh, and the rumors are true… there’s an incubus demon trapped in my hot spring. Just when I think my life might get started, I find out my rival is blocking my contractor requests, making it impossible to get this dump running again. So, in a bid to save my business, I reluctantly negotiate with the demon: his infernal magic for my business's success. The catch?

I astral projected to cheat at poker and landed myself in witness protection with a brooding fire demon. Oops. Now my family’s hiding out in northern Maine in a busted-up café my brother won in a shady bet. The place is a disaster: cursed sugar jars, haunted espresso machine, and oh yeah… a smoldering Ifrit who runs the interdimensional bar behind the walk-in freezer. He’s all fire, fury, and don’t-touch-my-cups energy, and we clash over everything. We share a dangerously thin veil between realms we’re determined to fix—since we don’t want to see any more of each other than we have to.

My work frenemy stole my promotion, so I cashed in my shares and bought a bookshop with a possessive dragon problem. Oops. Oh, and he’s an infuriatingly attractive dragon whose magic grows stronger with every book I stock. He insists the shop is his hoard and flat-out refuses to leave. Fine. Guess I’ll put him to work. Except his idea of “work” is reorganizing my shelves by vibes instead of my carefully planned system. Worse, his taste in literature is atrocious, and he forbids me from displaying modern romances, though I’ve definitely caught him reading them.