When magic goes wrong, love might be the only spell that works right.

As a hedge witch, Calli Wynter’s perfectly organized life revolves around her cozy bookstore, the magical herbs she cultivates, and her carefully curated magical spells.  But when Malcolm “Mac” Wellesley—a half-warlock playboy with spectacularly unpredictable powers and far too much sexual attraction —accidentally destroys her prized pumpkins for the Halloween festival, her quiet world and her magic explode into delicious chaos.

Mac’s been avoiding his powerful warlock family and their expectations ever since his magic proved more “otherworldy disaster” than “mystical mastery.” Being heir to a bloodline like his is impossible to deny, and complicated, when he's stuck in the quirky town of Moonstone Falls, trying to fix both Calli’s garden and get the sexy witch to give him a chance. What he doesn’t account for is Calli’s romantic heart and her patient wisdom tempting him to stop running altogether.

As autumn deepens and their attraction grows undeniable, Calli and Mac discover that their different magical styles create something beautiful when combined. But when Mac’s disapproving warlock father arrives demanding he fulfill his family duties, Mac must choose between the life planned for him and the magic he’s found with Calli.

Can a hedge witch and a half-warlock prove that the best magic happens when opposites attract? In Moonstone Falls, where every day feels like Halloween and love spells are strictly optional, Calli and Mac are about to discover that some enchantments are worth fighting for.

A steamy, cozy, paranormal romance full of magical mishaps, autumn vibes, and the kind of love that makes even the most stubborn spells work perfectly.

She’s supposed to kill vampires… not want to date one…

Savannah Morgan comes from a legendary line of vampire hunters. Unfortunately… She’s terrible at it. Having never successfully killed a vampire, she’s the black sheep of her family. Desperate to prove herself, she tracks a vampire to Moonstone Falls—convinced she’s ready for her first real kill.

Instead, she finds Byron Nightshade.

Grumpy. Book-obsessed. Irritatingly hot. Definitely a vampire. And completely uninterested in being staked.

After one too many failed attempts (and a concerning amount of property damage to Byron’s house and cozy little bookstore), Byron offers Savannah a deal: He’ll teach her how to hunt dangerous vampires if she stops trying to plunge a stake in his heart or turn him to ash.

What could go wrong? Everything, apparently. Because “training sessions” turn into late nights spent sparring, bodies touching, mouths and hands caressing forbidden places.

Savannah’s supposed to hate vampires. She’s not supposed to want one for a boyfriend. She knows getting close to a vampire is dangerous. But falling for one could be fatal.

Byron definitely shouldn’t want to bed the adorable little vampire hunter. She’s his natural enemy after all, but why does he want to sink his fangs into her neck while taking her to bed? Why can’t keep his fangs to himself?

When a real predator hits town, they’re forced onto the same side—and suddenly the stakes are suddenly too real.

Perfect for fans of My Roommate is a Vampire and Oops I Hexed Him Again—a flirty, fang-filled enemies to lovers romance where love might just be worth the a stake to the heart.