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A magical talent show, a ghostly messenger and a devious murder. Elsie’s problems are piling up faster than the ‘treasures’ in Zippy’s hoard… On the night of the Obsidian Moon, everyone in town’s on edge. It’s the one night of the year when ghosts can cross into the mortal realm—and believe me, they can hold a grudge. But when a dead body washes up in the pond, the cause of death is ghastly rather than ghostly. The victim is someone from Colt Ridgeback’s past… and part of the reason he lives in his mountain cabin, isolated from the warmth of the town.

Baby dragons, a paranormal animal shelter, and a magical academy where the professors are know-it-all cats? Throw a dead body in the mix, and Elsie's thinking this magical town might be too hot to handle…

The victim was a loan shark who had plenty of other people who wanted him dead—but everyone else has an ironclad alibi. Until Elsie can prove the chupacabra’s innocence, the entire paranormal menagerie at FLAME Farms is under house arrest. The basilisks are nesting in the dresser drawers, the griffin is clawing up the furniture—and you don’t even want to know what Moonbeam is complaining about.

Bruton. Prince of the Aurelian Empire, eight-foot tall of brutal, muscled strength, flanked by the alien warriors of his triad. He is no royal. He is a savage, a colossal warlord who commands through pure violence. And my fate is in his hands. He believes I hold the keys to victory. His triad storms into my research station drenched in blood and sweat to judge my life’s work. And when my creations go haywire and nearly kill us all, the threat to the Prince must be answered.

I was on the blind date from hell, until a mafia boss stepped in and saved me. I had no idea he was a mafia boss. Andre was tall, mysterious and sexy. We had an instant connection. He invited me back to his place. I said yes, even though one-night stands aren’t usually my thing. When I overheard something I shouldn’t have, I did the only thing I could; I ran.

With dragon eggs stolen and a murderer on the loose only days before the Broom Racing Festival, Elsie has once again found herself in the hot seat. She’s vowed to get the eggs back–even if she has to team up with her biggest (and most baldheaded) enemy to do it. It should be a straightforward case… until a journalist is found dead at the local inn.

For Elsie Thorn, the only magic in her life is somehow being able to make the rent every month. Until a mysterious woman makes her an offer too good to be true. Did she read the contract? No. Who really reads through the pages of terms and conditions? It's not like she's going to get whisked to a fairytale town with cobblestone streets, castles and a dragon hatchery with the hunkiest mountain man caretaker she’s ever laid eyes on... right? Oops.

They took everything from her. Her family. Her home. Her future. Her humanity. It’s only right she returns the favor. No one will stop Ainsley and her dragon horde from laying waste to her enemies, and anyone who dares get in the way. No one except him. Only love can save her from the dark, swirling depths of her grief and pain, and it would have, if Dominic had been fast enough.

Hatred. Ownership. The brutal alien warrior triad saved my life... And by their ancient laws, I am theirs. Until my friend trades her life for mine. We were abandoned to die when the monsters invaded. We were saved by the cruel titans of Aurelians who don the black robes of Obsidian, pledging fealty to endless war. Seven foot tall, marble skinned beasts obsessed with finding their Fated Mate.

Ra’al. Orr. Kriz. Three enormous beast of men who command a legion of Aurelians, the huge, marble-skinned aliens who exist to find their Fated Mate and tame her. They were built for war. Kings through conquest, they stamp down all resistance without mercy. They tell me they will build me a palace. It would only be a cage. But because I took up a rifle and defended the other servants when our planet was under attack, by the laws of their species, I am a free woman…

Twenty-year-old Ainsley No-Name is nothing. She’s less than nothing. Just another faceless orphan stealing to feed her foster brothers and sisters. When three men snatch her off the street and drag her into the woods, she knows it’s the end. Until she came. Scales the color of flame and brimstone, a dragon drops out of the sky and saves her. With that, the sacred bond between rider and dragon is formed……and her execution is set in stone.

I dreamt of being saved by noble Aurelian warriors. Instead, I was abducted by savages. They come through the portal in a fury of blood and violence, destroying my captors without mercy. They will have none for me, either. Aurelians demand total obedience. The brands mark my rescuers as Fanatics who serve the Old Ways. And when they find their Mate, they possess her body and soul. I’ve traded one captivity for another, pulled from serving a cruel lord to living in a mansion on a planet ruled by warriors, priests, and a vengeful alien War-God.

Grant Neville is my father’s best friend. The person he trusts the most in the world. Forbidden territory personified. I know it is wrong on so many levels, but I can’t seem to get enough of his presence.... His ocean-blue eyes have a way of finding me in every room, his dimples make my knees go weak, and my hands itch to be buried in his dark hair. But I know better by now. My history with older men has left me with plenty of scars, and Grant is not just any older man.

To celebrate their wedding in nutty true Devil’s Orchard fashion, Bobbi and Grant have organized a carnival and invited the whole town. What could possibly go wrong? Because when one of the spooky decorations in the funhouse turns out to be an actual corpse, Bobbi has to put her wedding on pause. From the drunken clowns and bearded lady to the Senior Ladies Bingo League—everyone’s a suspect. And when Bobbi’s summoned to the spirit world by her father, she's powerless to refuse...

She is capable of managing everything—except for her heart. Tasked with making a brilliant match for her cousin, Lavinia Harcourt whisks her entire household, including their two exotic pets, off to London for the season. With limited funds and few connections, however, the undertaking is not easy. But Lavinia is nothing if not resourceful, and she comes up with a brilliant solution—one that involves her late father’s reminiscences, a forged letter, and an earl.

Just when her life couldn’t get any more perfect, Bobbi is offered the chance to have her cafe featured on TV. But when a local fishing boat hauls up more than cod in its net (Spoiler alert: It’s a dead body) production grinds to a halt. If she wants her 15 minutes of fame, she’s going to have to track down the killer herself.

Life in Devil’s Orchard has always been a three-ring circus, but did it have to include murder on a witch’s wedding day? To celebrate their wedding in true Devil’s Orchard fashion, Bobbi and Grant have organized a carnival and invited the whole town. What could possibly go wrong? Just everything, of course!

A group of paranormal investigators have come to Devil’s Orchard to make contact with the spirit residing in town’s bed and breakfast. Their goal? To finally solve the mystery of who haunts the building–and why. Unaware of her witchly powers, they invite Bobbi to assist in the séance. Bobbi’s jumps at the chance to help a lost soul.

With her favorite '80s hair-metal band in town, Bobbi's as starstruck as they come. But when the guitarist is found dead of an apparent snake bite, the sheriffs are quick to rule it an accident. Bobbi’s not so sure, because a lot of things don’t add up—like how the guitarist had a lot of enemies and more than a few secrets that he was trying to hide from the tabloids. But none of that compares to the shock when Grant tells her that he’s got a big announcement about his fiancée…

Someone’s been naughty in Devil’s Orchard. The donations for the children’s hospital have been stolen, and Santa Claus is accused of the crime. But the plot thickens when he’s found dead. The location of the money is a mystery--and so is the identity of his killer. Bobbi joins the investigation because Grant’s busy searching for a string of missing hikers. She knows something sinister is lurking in the woods, but Grant won’t listen. He thought her confession that she’s a witch was adorable, but believing in demons is a bridge too far.