I’m Jinx. As a private investigator, being a walking, talking lie detector is a useful skill—but let’s face it, it’s not normal. You’d think it would make my job way too easy, but even with my weird skills, I still haven’t been able to track down my parent’s killers. When I’m hired to find a missing university student, I hope to find her propped up at a bar—yet my gut tells me there’s more to this case than a party girl gone wild.

I’m Lucy, a regular accountant turned alpha werewolf. A tryst with the wrong incubus ripped me from my ordinary life and sent me tumbling into a magical realm that I'd never even dreamed existed. I was just adjusting to pack life when I was asked to mercy-kill the current alpha. I'm not a total bitch so I did what he asked, but it's left me as alpha of a pack I don't know, full of werewolves who resent that I still live and breathe while their old alpha doesn't. If I’m to survive in this dog-eat-dog realm, I’m going to have to win my new pack over–and fast.

When my most hated enemy, Bastion, comes to me for help I tell him to take a long walk off a short pier. I’m not helping the griffin assassin that once killed my lover. But when the Crone visits my coven, she tells me that I have to help him find his daughter or else I won’t achieve my full potential.

Things go from bad to worse when I get a summons to attend the vampire king’s court, where I get my marching orders. I’m given one lousy week to get my affairs in order, and then I’m to present myself to the conclave to commence my hundred years of indentured servitude, where I get to learn Vampire 101.

Weather witch Storm Bancroft has never been afraid of ruffling a few feathers, even if it means occasionally being pecked at. Which comes in handy when she finds herself embroiled in the middle of a murder investigation. Join her, and the rest of the Witches Murder Club, as they solve crimes in the sleepy hamlet of Golden Hope, and Storm uncovers secrets about her past.

I am many things, but a supernatural being is not one of them. At least not until a crescent mark appears on my wrist and everything changes. I’ve been marked by a wolf goddess, yet no one knows what that means, myself included.

Loren did not ask for the dagger at her waist. She did not ask to be born to cruel parents. And she did not ask to be drawn into a conflict that threatens more harm than she can possibly imagine. After 15 years of toil, when her dreams of adventure have very nearly died out, a spark arrives to rekindle them. A half-glimpsed coat of blue, dodging through the trees of the Birchwood. A wizard. A fugitive. Escape.

Luella Campbell is having the weirdest day ever. Getting fired from her job at the sunscreen factory for no good reason is bad enough, but when a mysterious dog brings a tempest into her former workplace, Luella’s life is completely upended by the sudden gift of wild and windy magical powers.

Fantastic. It's just my luck I get turned into a vampire by an Edward Cullen wannabe who has Captain Jack Sparrow as his mentor. He did gift me with immortality, super strength, and a complexion to die for, so I suppose I shouldn't complain. There's only one tiny problem.... I faint at the sight of blood. All I wanted was to have the time of my life with my bestie at Mardi Gras. But you know what they say.... It's all fun and games until someone wakes up dead.

In 2296, an unstoppable mass extinction is underway, and history proves society will collapse before it can change. Climate Council scientists have no choice but to unveil the Dawn Project. Their audacious plan will terraform the planet back to life… by erasing its civilization. Biologist Kaia Badra commits her life to the project’s success at all costs after a storm surge takes her parents.

Lady Luck missed her flight to Dublin. My enemies, however, did not. All I need to do is stay alive until my 45th birthday, and then the rest of my life will be mine to screw up without the help of my family’s curse. A couple rogue vampires and the hottest man I’ve ever laid eyes on will do everything they can to derail my plans. Okay, maybe I don’t mind the hot man so much. Hopefully the ancestors will help a sister out for the next 36 hours. Midlife isn’t supposed to be this dangerous.

One moment I'm a heretical priest in the twelfth century, hunted, hated...The next, I'm waking up in the nearest corpse. Stuck in a cycle of instant reincarnation, popping back up like a tarnished penny. Fast forward eight hundred years, and you might think I've learned a thing or two. Nope. All I've learned is how to die far too easily, far too often. Now my territory in the South of France is under threat and I find myself trapped by impossible angel-made runes. If the angels have gone full red lightsaber evil, it might not only be my territory in danger, but the whole of reality itself...

Imorean Frayneson’s old world has been destroyed. His university and the faculty have deceived him. Pulled into a paranormal world run by Archangels, Imorean finds himself dragged into the role of a soldier and standing in the middle of a war. His life is complicated further by friends, breakups, academics, and overcoming his great fear of heights. Bewildered by change, Imorean struggles to hold on to what is normal, but when angels and demons begin to clash, he is forced to accept his new reality.

My name is Nadia, and I’m an errand girl. Except my boss is the High Queen of the Elves. And my errands for her involve spying on people. Or stealing things. Or hunting down monsters. Or, on occasion, killing people. But this time she wants me to solve a murder. And unless I find the killer, I’m going to be his next target…because dragons never forgive a murder.

Jack Spirelli, paranormal investigator, public debunker of paranormal frauds, and private fixer for the magic-using community, has opened his doors. Jack’s in a crunch. Since he went pseudo-public with Spirelli Paranormal Investigations, his business has sky-rocketed. Debunking the scum who prey on vulnerable targets makes up half his business now. And the rest of his time? Jack’s on speed dial with the Texas Lycan Pack, the Inter-Pack Policing Cooperative gives him an occasional ring, and anything that goes bump in the night might just call him with a job.