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Something is wrong with Tom Collins. More wrong than usual. Tom's being nice. I should have known trouble was right around the corner. One attempted murder later, and Reynard is forced to disarm Tom (literally). No bartender means no bar. Zee is grumpy and avoiding me, and the hotel's measly profits are dwindling by the day. Things are not going well. We need our broken, foul-mouthed Tom Collins back. But don't worry. Zee says saving Tom should be a walk in the park for us. Turns out that walk in the park is more like a road to hell. But I've got this.

My big secret is out. Adam Vex may be a tiny bit not human. But it's not so bad. Just so long as Gideon Cain doesn't find out. It's probably best if I keep my head down and stay out of trouble, especially after our "accident" at the vampire chapel. But one little date won't hurt.

They say it’s a bad idea to fall for your best friend. But since when do I say no to bad ideas? It’s not like I wanted to fall in love with Ben. But I didn’t really have a choice. Not only is he hot, he’s sweet, funny, and insanely talented. We’d both been struggling musicians for years, but even after Ben got signed by a major label, he still wanted to be friends with a nobody like me. Honestly, if he didn’t want me falling for him, he should have been less goddamn perfect. Well, except for the part where he’s straight. Did I forget to mention that?

When Charlie Guest gets dragged along on a cruise by his friend Martin, he thinks his biggest worry will be seasickness. But when an outbreak forces some of the passengers to quarantine in paradise, things take a decidedly different turn, especially after a body turns up in a pool. Everyone is a suspect. With a cast that includes an aging Hollywood bit player, a closeted rising politician, a recent Oscar winner, a charming drag queen - and a hunky mystery man who might or might not be a former ‘80s porn star - Michael Thomas Ford's latest hysterical novel blends romance and mystery.