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Our magic’s gone wonky—and I’ve got a giant Venus fly trap and an extra-dead great-aunt to prove it. With everything going haywire, it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out Durus and the Venom Stone are behind it.

Morgan and her mates don't even have time to settle into their new home before the local wolf pack demands she turn herself over to the alphas. If she refuses, they vow to destroy everything she holds dear. Not one to back down from a fight, she confronts them and barely manages to escape with her life. Peace in the realm is fragile, and the incident draws the wrong attention. When she and her mates come under attack, secrets in the pack surface, threatening to destroy them from within.

I'm living Murphy's Law with a magical twist. If something can go wrong, it will. Monsters show up. And then I die. Again and again and again. I'm stuck in a time loop, and the mistakes I have to fix aren't even mine. Some idiot in the coven causes a hiccup in my plans, and I have to start over. The only person who will listen to me isn't a person at all. It's a garden gnome. It's possible I lost my marbles on the road to Marshmallow. But if I can't figure out how to manipulate this group of witches into making the right choices, I know where the loop takes me. To the end of the world.

Things I want to do: Get my family's theme park ready for the holidays, enjoy my daughter’s improved cooking, and chill with my favorite ghost on the astral plane. Things I have to do instead: Spend my time trying to stay one step ahead of a vengeful pirate. And that means tracking down three hundred-year-old clues before he does. But that’s not all I have to deal with. I’ve got family drama to work through. And the arrival of a mysterious man who wants a job as the Pied Piper of the Enchanted Forest might end up costing me one of my best friends.

It’s Halloween at the Enchanted Forest. Unfortunately, this year, it looks like it’s all trick and no treat. Thanks to my screwup, an evil pirate walks again. That’s bad enough. Then my ex-husband drops his mother off on my doorstep. And she’s not the only uninvited guest I’m stuck with. A melodramatic mermaid arrives at the park, insisting that someone is out to kill her and that our house is the only place she feels safe. The only way for us to get rid of her is for me to locate a magic key that doesn’t exist until you find it. Talk about a needle in a haystack.

Since moving back to my family’s theme park in Gallows Bay, my life has been a teensy bit weird. But that’s okay because I’m finally settling in. I’ve reconnected with my family. Impressed my childhood crush with what he thinks are mad plumbing skills. And even gone on something kinda like a date. But then my daughter shows up unexpectedly. Am I happy that she’s married? Yes! The problem is, she’s married to the absolute worst person for her, and now she’s on the verge of ruining her life. That’s when the fairies show up.

I had my whole life planned out—until, that is, my husband of 28 years dropped a bombshell on me. At a mall food court, no less. Now that I’m going through a decidedly unplanned divorce, the one place I want to be is my family’s theme park in Gallows Bay. Don't get the wrong idea, it's not the happiest place on Earth (TM). But it does have something special that sets it apart: magic. Real. Magic.

If there was one thing I'd learned over the last few months, it was that absolutely nothing lasted forever. Which was probably why I'd been so surprised when Hunter announced he was staying in Portland. I couldn't help but think, and hope, that it had something to do with me, a 40-year-old divorcee who was half witch and half fae.

After I'd found my Elven grandfather, Laslow, and brought him back to the human world, I was convinced that my life was on the upswing. Things with Hunter were good. Grams and mom were happy. And it seemed all the fires in my life had been put out. I could've left well enough alone...but I still had lingering questions about the hate between the fae and the witches. They say knowing your history can give you the tools to shape your future. But when you creep into the past, you're bound to find things you don't like.

Life's a witch, and then you die. Unless you're me. One hundred forty years in, my body won't quit. Sure, I'm slower than I used to be, and I can't complete a simple task without setting off a chain reaction of pain in my joints. But my heart keeps on ticking. Immortality is my curse. It's also my greatest blessing.

Jane Darrowfield is using her retirement years to work as a professional busybody, with most of her business coming from her West Cambridge, Massachusetts, community. This time her client is right next door.... Megan, who's purchased the house next to Jane's, needs some help from her snooping neighbor. Megan's been having blackouts, hearing voices - and feeling like someone's following her. Are these symptoms of an illness - or signs that she's in danger?

Menopausal witch Marzie Nowak is waiting for someone, anyone, to say she looks too young to be a grandma. But looks aside, her brand new grandbaby is rocking her world. Too bad everything else in Widow's Bay is upside down. There's a dead body, a haywire wand, and her beloved magical cat has been hexed! Between that and an ex-husband who's decided to move in on her turf, Marzie's feeling very much the crone.

Free from the prison of her birth, Gell the Jellyfae, a dungeon-mob turned into a player, must discover how she can protect herself from a world she cannot know. Meanwhile, copied and experimented on like a lab rat, Gell's sister must escape a horrible fate. Driven by a desire for a world that is real, they defy their gods to craft a home of their own. 

We belong to the king - those of us with the black roses tattooed on our left wrist, directly over our pulse. As if every beat of our hearts reminds us that we are not our own. All the women with the fire burning within them are culled, tattooed, and taken to the warriors to provide more energy. Energy that the warriors will then use to defeat the barbarians from the ocean of sand. Women with black roses on their wrists are emptied of their power by those warriors, who care not that they die a shrunken husk.

Lissa, Winkler, Zaria, and Breanne are forced into the past to protect the timeline from rogue gods. What seems a simple task at first turns far more sinister and deadly when the rogues' true goals are discovered. The rogues' objective? To reverse the outcome of the God Wars in their favor.

After his escape from Earth in the past, D'slay appears in the Reth Alliance - in the future. Zaria can only follow D'slay's trail of crimes; something - or someone - prevents her from finding him. Is D'slay the real villain, or is he only a distraction for other, more sinister plans? When it becomes apparent that important hub worlds are in danger, Lissa, Reah, Zaria, and many others must form a blood alliance to combat the coming chaos. Will their efforts prove effective, or has the plot against them been laid too well?

After a two-decade marriage ends with my husband's disappearance, I'm left to wonder: Did he run off with another woman? Or is he dead? And which one is worse? Before I can answer that, I turn into a chicken. A real one. The kind that fears KFC. I want nothing to do with Marshmallow's magic community, but somehow, I keep getting pulled into its drama. There are only two choices - keep hiding from the new reality of my life or embrace the weird, the magic, and the feathers.

There is never a good time for a witch to lose her powers. But to lose your magic just when you and your friends need it to survive might be the worst timing of all. But even in her despair, Torie Bliss has noticed some strange goings-on in Singing Falls. The supernatural community seems to be at war with itself, and the human inhabitants of the community are not exactly acting like normal humans. Without her powers Torie is at a loss as to how she can help them. But there is one person who may be able to help her.

Assignments are handed out at the end of every Conclave, and Lissa has been given the assignment to act as Liaison for the ASD (Alliance Security Detail) - the founder and 20 charter members of the Reth Alliance have made that decision. As Lissa says, "you don't show up for the meeting, you get the assignment." She doesn't realize, at first, that the founder intends her position to be hands-on.

>"Reah, this is Commander Aris." Bel moved aside, once we were inside the spacious office, and I received my first look at the outpost Commander. He stared at me for moments as I stood before him. I was so frightened I was afraid I'd burst into tears. He was a lion of a man with thick, shoulder-length, dark gold hair swept back from his forehead. He didn't stand as his rank dictated, otherwise I think he would have dwarfed Bel, whom I thought was quite tall.