For years, Lady Cassandra Sinclair has harbored a scandalous secret and a painful loss. Unwilling to trust a man again, and determined to remain single, Cassie throws herself into a confidential project—a private home for pregnant, unwed women. Hope House is now her sole purpose. But after she is seen there by the arrogant lord she once fought feelings for, the walls around Cassie’s secret life begin to crumble.

Physician and fourth son of a marquess, Lord Grant Thornton is content with his reputation as a debauched widower. No respectable lady wants to marry a rogue, and after the tragic death of his first wife, Grant has no intention of marrying again. But his father’s impatience for a male grandchild to carry on the family title spirals into a demand that Grant either remarry and aid in the effort—or be cut off. When Grant discovers Cassie operating the much-whispered-about Hope House in the poverty-stricken stews of Whitechapel, he’s as impressed at her daring as he is furious. He also sees a wicked opportunity…

He’s a hot, shirtless hockey player…and he’s my fake date for my ex-husband’s wedding. Talk about a hot flash to beat all hot flashes.

The wedding bells are ringing and my ex-husband is the groom! When my grown kids hook me up with a fake date to my ex-hubby’s tropical island nuptials, I expect sun, sand, and plenty of fruity cocktails – not steamy nights with a shirtless pro hockey player!

Roman might be all swagger on the ice, but this growly, egotistical male model of perfection has a soft side too. While I battle dresses made for twenty-somethings, awkward run-ins with my ex, and unwelcome hot flashes, Roman is there to distract me with flirty compliments, stay up late with me when I can’t sleep, and make me feel vibrant and ageless.

As good as it feels, none of this is real, and Roman is way out of my league. Who’s going to believe this gorgeous, famous, muscle-bound athlete would ever date a scatterbrained, hot-flashing, insomniac nerd with twenty stubborn extra pounds around the middle?

The last thing Octavia expects when she finds herself with Aaron Viteri’s gun pressed to the back of her head is that he won’t pull the trigger. After all, she’s a Ferrara, and her family and the Viteris have been enemies for decades. Not to mention she has snuck into his apartment to steal the files her family desperately needs.

But Aaron offers her a deal. He’ll spare her life if she pretends to be his slave and helps him take over his father’s business. Octavia knows she can’t trust the cold, arrogant, controlling, and devilishly handsome Aaron, but her only choice is to accept his offer.

The more time she spends with him, the more she realizes he isn’t who everyone thinks he is. And the way he looks at her makes her want to tie him to the bed and put his perfect mouth to better use. But if Octavia wants to stop a looming war before it’s too late, she can’t let her growing feelings for her enemy get in the way.

A headless body washes up on the shores of western Oregon…

And newly-minted Detective Ivy Bishop has been assigned the case. Having been abandoned by her family when she was twelve and navigating much of her young life on her own before joining the force, Ivy has a lot to prove.

Discovering what really happened to her family has plagued Ivy for years. And the trauma of the night she can’t remember has left her unable to touch another person without experiencing violent panic attacks.

Begrudgingly accepting a new partner, Ivy is pushed to the limit of what she thinks she can handle in order to track this killer down.

Except, when more bodies start showing up, both detectives realize the problem is bigger than they thought.

Hecate Goodwin, Kate to her friends, has curated the perfect life as a hedge witch, living in a secluded cottage with only a black cat for company. She spends her days foraging herbs from the Ipswich forest, gardening, and creating tinctures to sell at the apothecary she owns. Most evenings pass without her speaking to another human being, an arrangement she quite prefers.

Kate’s solitude is thrown into disarray when her older sister, Miranda, reaches out and asks her to host their coven’s annual Halloween gathering. The day marks the beginning of the new year for witches and is also Kate’s birthday. The pressure from her coven to make the evening memorable mounts as the event draws near. To complicate things further, a handsome man from Kate’s past turns up at her cottage, asking for sanctuary. It is Kate’s duty as a hedge witch to honor this request, much to her dismay. Matthew Cypher is no ordinary lost soul–he’s a practitioner of forbidden magic who’s tricked Kate once before, and her guard is up.

A triple murder.

A mother, her daughter and a family friend, are brutally killed at Kellon Manse one quiet summer’s day.

A young girl disappears and has not been seen since.

One suspect.

All fingers point to the husband of one of the victims. Yet he still walks free.

An unsolvable crime.

Cristy Ward has discovered the perfect next feature for her true crime podcast. Who really killed the three women at Kellon Manse?

And is there a chance the missing girl is still alive?