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Cassie Beckson’s buried her family. Now, she’ll bury whoever is responsible. The cops call it an overdose, but Cassie knows it was murder. And she has a plan-get a job as bartender at the exclusive club her brother attended that fateful night and uncover the truth. What she finds is a secret society, and herself bound by magical contract to Dexter Marin, the club's hot owner. He says it's for her safety, but Cassie refuses to be distracted by him and she certainly isn't going to ask him for help. Not when he's on her short list of suspects. But Dex has other plans.

Daisy Hale has spent her life being ostracized by the supernatural community for failures that are not her own. Dealing with the aftermath of a visit with her parents, Daisy is offered the opportunity of a lifetime–a chance to be a consultant for the supernatural council. Problem? She has to work with the perfect-in-every-way Sloan Wilks.

A marriage of convenience proves to be magically inconvenient, and no spell will get them out of it or calm their burning desires. Being a legacy witch comes with expectations, and, unfortunately, when Gammy shares that she’s sick, Petra becomes the front-runner for the role of Premier Witch, a part she’s never really wanted. The inconvenient catch? Traditionally, the Premier Witch must be married, and a combative supernatural council member is only too happy to point out.

Drafting an obituary for someone who hadn’t died yet certainly looks bad, but Winter knows that it wasn’t her, and she becomes obsessed with trying to figure out the real killer. She dives headfirst into the investigation to give Mrs. Arlington and herself some peace. When Winter realizes Mrs. Arlington was working on a revealing memoir that has now gone missing, Winter begins to wonder if the death wasn’t exactly random—accident or otherwise.

Winter Snow has had it! With her business in a death drought, her best friend Scoop implicated in a string of arsons, and an obituary listing Winter herself as deceased, her life is heating up. But just as she’s trying to cool things down, she receives her newest assignment: an obituary for Chester, a homeless man found in a burning building. Promising the local funeral home manager that she will have the obituary by the deadline, Winter is stonewalled at every turn, failing to discover Chester’s last name, or where he came from.

Loathed and feared. Sold into a hateful marriage. Can she escape a prison to embrace her power and unexpected love? Arianna Park is resigned to misery. Bound to an enchanted porcelain mask to contain a devastating curse, shes set to wed a venomous man for the sake of her destitute family. But when a handsome stranger saves her from a fate worse than death, shes shocked when he claims to be afflicted with the same blight. Silas Belmont keeps his emotions well-buried. Brooding and aloof, visiting his sister takes an intriguing turn when he rescues a young beauty harboring a dark gift.

Everyone said Valine’s mother was vain and a terrible queen. She was neglectful of her kingdom, which held the door open for her tributary king, Vukan Wulfric, to overthrow her. Valine escaped with her life and a desire to regain all that was taken from her. But the burden of being the inept queen’s daughter, and the will to not repeat her mother’s mistakes, weigh heavy on her.

Guys claim three minutes is a long time, so imagine what it means to be seven minutes older than your identical twin. We may look exactly the same—even down to our cupid’s bow lips—but our personalities couldn’t be more different. She’s foot loose and fancy free while I’m the responsible one. I’ve always been okay with that, too, but recently I’m feeling stifled by the constant pressure to be perfect. Date the perfect guy. Have the perfect job. Live in the perfect apartment. Perfection has a heavy cost. Am I willing to keep paying it?

Myra wasn’t expecting to get divorced. She also wasn’t planning to book a flight to the Montana mountains to teach herself to ski. But after three glasses of wine—maybe it was four?—and her newly purchased just-for-me underwear, she embarks on her solo ski trip. There’s just one minor issue, and he’s ten years younger. Lincoln and his avalanche dog, Otto, moved back to patrol the mountains he grew up skiing.