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Join Grace on a breathtaking journey to Ireland—where ancient folklore, forbidden desire, and destiny collide. Grace and her cousin Kate arrive ready to chase adventure across the Emerald Isle. But everything changes the moment Grace meets a mysterious stranger on the flight—a man with storm-gray eyes and an aura of power that feels otherworldly. He has serious Thor energy, and no matter how hard she tries, she can’t shake the visions and dreams that follow their chance encounter. What Grace doesn’t know is that Oscar isn’t just any man.

Running off with her best friend's intended was not how she imagined securing the man of her dreams. Getting tangled in a web of espionage and mystery was also less than ideal.

Mr FD of Derbyshire has been paying a great deal of attention to a certain Miss B. Has one of England’s wealthiest bachelors finally been ensnared? FITZWILLIAM DARCY HAS A SECRET, one that haunts him at every turn. Against his better judgement, he accepts an invitation to a house party in Hertfordshire where he encounters the beautiful Miss Elizabeth Bennet of Longbourn, whose lively spirits prove a welcome distraction from his sorrowful past. Yet his peace is disturbed by threats to his family and to his good name. Elizabeth is unexpectedly implicated, but should he suspect Elizabeth…

Tin is the most famous fae in Oz for all the wrong reasons. Cursed with a stone heart, he is the perfect assassin: ruthless, efficient, and merciless with thousands of kills to his name. When his old friend Lion offers him a small fortune to deliver Dorothy to the South for his lover to wear the girl’s head as her own, Tin doesn’t hesitate to accept the unsavory deal.

As battle looms between the Fae kingdoms and the powerful underworld demons known as Dragon Lords in England’s quiet Lake District, the Fae king, Cadeyrn, returns to the vicarage of St. Lodore’s where magical bluebell gardens serve as portals to the faerie world and the ominous red mountain known as Friar’s Crag becomes the battleground for Fae, Dragon Lords and mortals. Cadeyrn is desperate to find the right mortal girl who will save the Fae, for she is destined to love him and die a fiery death for that love, as foretold in the ancient Draloch prophecy.

When Dani convinces her five sisters to sink everything they have into purchasing a dilapidated old plantation, it seems like a great idea at the time. They need a site to expand their business, and none of them are strangers to the occasional escapade. Little do they know buying Willowberry Plantation House will be the biggest adventure of their lives. As New Orleans natives, the sisters aren't at all surprised to find a ghost haunting their new house. What they don't see coming is their discovery that the land was cursed by a wrathful witch centuries earlier.

I’m half-witch, half-faery, and facing dangers as real as the ache in my bad knee. Ibuprofen and caffeine keep me going, and I could do this for the rest of my life. Whoever thinks my family home is an easy mark better take notice: The new Guardian in town isn’t going down without a fight. After all, she’s already learned to let go of her simple existence and believe in the extraordinary power inside of her. What could possibly stop her now?

In the enchanting chaos of Willowberry Plantation, where the supernatural equivalent of a neighborhood watch involves witches with attitude and shapeshifters with sass, trouble brews faster than a potion in a cauldron. For a brief moment, tranquility comes to Willowberry Plantation until a nymph decides to take an unannounced sabbatical, and the Six Twisted Sisters kick into action quicker than you can say "spell check."

The people of Hallow Haven are growing increasingly concerned about a string of recent disappearances, fear is gripping the islands, and Sadie needs to do something about it. With no apparent connection between the missing people, Sadie finds herself at a loss.

I didn’t think they’d dismantle the paranormal military with a wave of their bureaucratic magic wand, but they did. Everything I’d spent the previous 15 years of my life doing and being was ripped away from me in an instant, out of my reach—and now that the paranormal military’s gone, I’ve got nothing left to fight for.

Sadie Alden got on a plane with no intention of looking back. She sold up her cafés back home and took up an opportunity that looked too good to be true. A beach side café on a remote island where no one knows her name, doesn’t that sound like heaven? Well…things are never simple. This is the beginning of a whole new chapter for Sadie; she is about to learn things about herself that have been hidden all her life. It turns out she has relatives out here, and they are all witches too.

I’ve spent my life staying invisible—a dark witch hiding in a pack of wolves. Then the royal mating gathering happened. Every unmated wolf looking for their perfect match. Me? I was just trying to avoid humiliation. And then he saw me. Darian Kassel. The Wolf Prince. My fated mate. For one second, I thought I belonged. Then he said, “You’re not worthy.” He stripped my powers, banished me, and walked away. Well, not entirely.

Life's taken an unexpected turn for Astra Arden, a former paranormal military tracker. After losing her job, she returns to her quirky hometown and the sprawling Arden House. But there's more to this homecoming than meets the eye, as Astra soon discovers in a whirlwind of magic, adventure, mystical creatures, and endless family drama.

Reva spent the last 20 years in her own purgatory, first as the Wicked Witch of the West, then banished to eternal darkness. Now that she’s returned from oblivion, Reva’s out for blood against the witch who destroyed her life.

He’s a carefree rake who wants a marriage of convenience. She’s an awkward spinster who doesn’t want to marry at all. Fate has other plans in store for them both. Laurence enjoys his dalliances with the married ladies of the ton, and thinks marriage is only a matter of convenience. He’s on the lookout for a practical woman accustomed to society. Frances is an odd and awkward young woman, more at home gathering shells on the beach than in the ballrooms of London, hoping to stay a spinster forever.

Book three continues the Twisted Sisters' magical misadventures.... Marie Leveau ups the anty while the sisters balance cocktail parties, seances, second-line parades, and possessions.

In the world’s most magical metropolis where spirits run noodle shops and cash-strapped dragons stage photo-ops for tourists, people still think fairies are nothing but stories, and that’s exactly how the fairies like it. It’s a lot easier to feast on humanity’s dreams when no one believes you exist. But while this arrangement works splendidly for most fair folk, Lola isn’t one of the lucky ones.

When Dahlia is suddenly thrust into the future during a seemingly ordinary meeting, the sisters find themselves at a loss. Lia is haunted by visions of murder, but no one knows who they can turn to for help. With a persnickety siren demanding an under-the-sea-themed birthday party, the sisters could just dive deeper into conch shells, seahorses, and starfish. But when a dead woman is dumped on a busy road, it seems hunting for a killer none of them can identify is now their most important job.

Victor thought he won when he became the Hero. He thought he won when he took over the DFZ. He thought he’d made himself untouchable. He’s wrong. Lola isn’t the sad little monster she used to be. She has a plan, she has allies, she has more magic than she ever dreamed possible. Killing one blood mage should be easy with a fairy kingdom at her fingertips, but Victor didn't make himself a god by playing fair, and his bag of tricks is far from empty.

When my ex-boyfriend sends me his wedding invitation eight months after breaking up with me, and the bride expects me to be in the wedding party, it's time for my tried-and-tested party trick: disappearing. And nowhere is better to escape to than the cozy English Cotswolds in the middle of December. Everything goes according to plan until I arrive in the Cotswolds. Snow is more slippery than I expected, my room is nothing like the listing described, and my pub owner landlord—well, he steps directly from my lumberjack fantasies and into my heart.