Winter Spell

Feeling hurt and more than a little betrayed, Winter "Winnie" Thorne decides it would be best for her new lover to forget their relationship ever happened. In an impulsive move, she casts a spell and wipes his memory clean. The recollection of their time together is now hers alone. Every time Zane Carlyle sets eyes on Winnie Thorne's enchanting face, dejà vu strikes. It's as if their first date has already happened, and their first kiss has already rocked his world. He can't seem to shake the feeling there's something he should remember.

Aurora Hart hates everything Christmas, but how could she turn down the opportunity to serve one year of probation in Holiday Haven versus a full sentence for her crimes? Saddled with a talking squirrel roommate, Aurora is doing her best to keep a low profile as she bides her time. Everything is going fine...until Santa's sleigh gets stolen.

Three months ago, I landed a job as a bartender. But not at a bar-at a guild. Yeah, the magic kind. I'm not a badass mage like my three smokin' hot best friends. I'm not a sorcerer or an alchemist, or even a wussy witch. I'm just a human, slinging drinks like a pro and keeping my non-magical nose out of mythic business. Seriously, I know my limits. So why am I currently standing in a black-magic ritual circle across from a fae lord? Somewhere behind me, my three mage friends are battling for their lives.

Climate change has been a perplexing problem for years. Casey's research into the Sun's activity, which began almost a decade ago, resulted in discovery of a solar cycle that is now reversing from its global warming phase to that of dangerous global cooling for the next 30 years or more. This new cold climate will dramatically impact the world's citizens.

When a 10-year-old boy pops up in the backseat of my car and tells me he saw himself coming to me in a vision, things slowly begin to go to hell. Everybody wants him, and nobody knows why. As if that wasn't enough, my sworn enemy, the Hedge witch Jane Dunham, will stop at nothing to get the kid, and she wants to destroy my entire world from the inside out while at it - her words, not mine. And she's found the perfect way to do it.

Solstice Winters never expected her job as a photojournalist would involve stopping a death god. She’s only ever wanted the same things as anyone else—a nice career, a safe place to call home, and no magical assassins trying to kill her. Alas, there’s nothing like an unexpected dimensional misalignment to ruin plans. The rapid flood of magic into the world changed her from simple reporter to secret agent in mere months. It also revealed the truth of her being an elf. Her investigation into who wants her dead stalls when a paranormal entity shows up in her apartment pleading for help. ...

The Sidhe claim mortals and warn of coming doom. Only the power of human love can defeat them... Unearthly shriek--the cry of the banshee. Anann hears it before first light. The creature’s warning rises out of a raging winter storm that buffets against the walls of the inn where she has sought brief shelter. If she does not leave at once, her long journey will be futile, for the wall of time is closing. She must find the forest of Scáth Coille where her lover Morand is being held captive before he is lost to her forever. Too long now he has been held within the spell of the Lianhan Sidhe...