Womens Urban Fiction

Just when you thought it was safe to go back to sipping merlot... surprise! The Backside of Forty uncorked a peaceful wine-tasting weekend only to be poured into a multi-car pileup in a blizzard. So much for a relaxing girlfriends' getaway... Before you can say "cabernet", Fiona, Violet, and Aislinn stumble upon a corpse buried in the snow, and it's buzzing with that unmistakable eau de supernatural. Turns out, the scenic village is more crime scene than picture postcard, with ritualistic killings that make ordinary weekend plans look downright boring.

Katherine wasn’t looking for anything extraordinary in her life. She had a job she loved, a husband she adored, and a home in the beautiful seaside town of Moonstone Cove. Okay, yes, she worked too much and had fallen out of touch with all her friends, but that happened to everyone, right? And sure, she was feeling a little creaky in the mornings and couldn’t drink coffee after noon, but that was just life in middle age.

Brigid Donovan is down on her luck. Her husband dumped her for the biggest stereotype around, his secretary, and her family mansion is a decaying wreck. All she wants is to get it restored, enjoy the peace and quiet of living in eight hundred acres of primordial forest, and rebuild her life. Fate seems to be against her. First, her cat starts to speak to her. And what does he say? He's not what he seems to be—seriously? Like a talking cat is normal.

Joy Lansing is at a crossroads. Her kids have all flown the nest and just when she thought she was going to spend her golden years with her husband of 30 years, she finds herself single again and looking to rebuild a life she no longer recognizes. Lucky for Joy, she has her three besties and her coven by her side. Because she’s going to need them when she lands a movie role and finds herself hexed by a jealous co-star.

There's no magic in any realm that can fix this mess. I've just got to dig in and get to work. One day I'm fighting beside my best friends in the Fae realm, and the next, I can't light a candle without burning down my house. I always thought witches weren't supposed to have hot flashes unless we were cursed. But then the day came when I discovered that I'm cursed. How? Well, the pandering ex and the nearly-empty nest would be bad enough on their own. But did I mention the demonic assassin who's set his sights on me too? I told you, I'm cursed.

Toni Dusi grew up knowing everyone’s business and everyone knowing hers, because in Moonstone Cove, you can’t pass a restaurant, farm, or winery that doesn’t have at least one Dusi involved. Despite that, Toni has managed to carve out a private niche for herself. She has a car shop she loves, a country cottage all to herself, and has carefully avoided any long-term romantic commitments.

Welcome to Haven Hollow, a town of monsters. After dating a string of losers and banishing a poltergeist, I packed up my Los Angeles life and my 11-year-old son, and moved...to a town in Oregon with a population of 680. Well, 682 now. Culture shock anyone? Ahem, never mind that.... New starts can happen anywhere, right? I hope so, because I need to start the next chapter of my 43-year life pronto. So, why Haven Hollow? For one reason - there aren’t any witches here. And a witch can make a gypsy’s life...complicated. Oh, right, I’ve put the cart before the horse.

I had it all. A powerful coven. A charming Victorian mansion. A sexy car. A couture closet. Credit cards up the wazoo, and an endearing familiar. Actually, scratch that, Hellcat would never be described as "endearing". More like: the bane of my existence. So, I almost had it all. Then a vampire came along and ruined it when he turned me into a Blood Witch. Now, I’ve been kicked out of my coven, kicked out of the mansion, I have no credit to speak of, the Lexus is a thing of the past, and not only am I driving something from the '80s, but it’s also unapologetically yellow.

The Secret Haven Inn is finally running smoother—if you don’t count the escalating tension with the vampires. Brigid and her friends thought they’d ended the threat, but the vamps have Kilchis’s police force in their pocket… and maybe more. Meanwhile, Brigid’s sworn to help Brightfeather hide her chicks from their royal griffin grandparents. If that secret slips, she’s not just facing a vampire uprising—she’ll have an all-out griffin war on her hands.

Megan's world has shattered. The love of her life is gone, leaving her hollow and consumed by grief. In the midst of this despair, one venomous remark from Merlin—yes, that Merlin—sends her over the edge, pushing her into a reckless new purpose: bounty hunting across the Splinters of reality with her red dragon, Goch.

Buckle up. You're in for a ride! One minute, Stella and I are getting matching BFF tattoos, and the next, I wake up alone on a secluded beach. Not exactly the relaxing getaway I had in mind. As it turns out, I'm on Obsidian Isle, a mystical rock in the middle of nowhere. Magic here? It's a hot mess, like my hormones or my first attempt at a soufflé. But as they say, when life gives you broken magic, you... trek through a jungle to find your best friend! I

Megan has just lost the love of her life. Killed protecting her home and her best friend, werewolf Luke was her love, her future, and her everything, but now he's gone. Gripped in the throes of grief, and after a deliberately hateful statement by Merlin—yes, that Merlin—she's thrown herself into a dangerous pursuit. Hunting bounties across the Splinters of reality on the back of her red dragon, Goch. When Merlin brings her a job from the dragons, she has no choice but to take it. The Golden Collar of Merlin has been stolen from them and they want it back.

Someone's been stealing pixie dust from the forest on my property, but I don't have time to figure out who they are or what they're up to. Instead, I've got to track down the missing ashes of a witch who could manipulate the mind. All leads point us to a mundie business where Stella and I find a coven of shady ladies practicing some very dark magic. We weren't looking for a fight, but as usual, we found one. Thank goodness Stella always has my back, and we make it out mostly unscathed.

Ryleigh Matthews has lost her wife, the love of her life, and wonders what’s left. She’ll sit on the porch in her rocker and...do what? But the King of the High Fae has a job for her. To find a magical crystal ball that’s been missing for thousands of years. An orb that will save her world and theirs.

Megan has lost the dragon mage Enfys to Mordred. Now she has only a short amount of time before she must present Enfys for a wellness check with the Irish dragon queen. Consumed with guilt and fear, Megan has to find the dragon mage, free her, and hope that she is forgiven before the Irish queen decides Megan is only good for a tasty snack when her highness is feeling hangry.

I had my whole life planned out—until, that is, my husband of 28 years dropped a bombshell on me. At a mall food court, no less. Now that I’m going through a decidedly unplanned divorce, the one place I want to be is my family’s theme park in Gallows Bay. Don't get the wrong idea, it's not the happiest place on Earth (TM). But it does have something special that sets it apart: magic. Real. Magic.

Vengeance runs in their blood. Survival runs in mine. When people started disappearing across the city, the police brushed it off as coincidence. But my wolf senses detect the same otherworldly scent lingering at every crime scene. The deeper I dig, the more chilling the truth becomes. All the victims are tied by blood to an ancient wolf-hunting clan. That kind of legacy doesn’t just vanish. It festers.

Marla Gawama is the new detective of Gales Haven. She knows nothing about sleuthing, but her nan assigned her the job, and what Bessie Gawama wants, she gets. Marla does her best to carry out her new detective doo-ties. She even dons her comfortable running shoes and sets out to get ’er done. But when some bumbling bumpkins show up in town, and Haveners start losing their marbles left and right, it becomes clear she’s not cut out for the job. That never stopped a Gawama witch before. And she isn’t going to let it stop her now.

By day, she repairs broken books in a quiet shop no one notices. By night, the city fractures—and every cracked oath, failing ward, and shattered alliance pulls her closer to the center of a war she never wanted. She has a secret gift: she can bind what's been broken. Not just paper and ink, but magic, promises, and people who should never trust each other again. When four dangerous men—each powerful, each relentless, each carrying his own scars—come to her doorstep, they don't arrive as allies. They arrive as rivals. Enemies.

Life is easier when you’re younger. My new bestie that I never wanted is in crisis. Rasmus left weeks ago and hasn’t returned, so I’m in crisis. I put a demon compulsion on my ex to make him forget he was evil, so my daughter is in crisis. All Conn seems capable of doing is laughing at me and my pain. We’ll see who gets the last laugh, though. Mulan thinks dating him violates everything in her life and negates the reason she was given her powers.