Urban Fantasy Comedy

After hundreds of years as a vampire, Francis is ready to start over. The first step? Buy a ranch. Next? Hire ranch hands. Unfortunately, none of the supernatural community wants to work with a vampire, and Francis doesn't trust himself with a human. Francis finds Lauren and Shelly, a pair of were-squirrels eager to start. Lauren is on the run, fleeing from a dangerous ex-boyfriend who won't leave her alone. Her twin sister Shelly joined her on the Edwards ranch. To the sisters' surprise, they like working for the kooky vampire who wants to be human. When Lauren's ex finds them, will anyone...

Lori Belkin has been dumped. By her parents. They moved out while she was away on holiday, and now, at the tender age of 25, she must stand on her own two feet. While she’s getting to grips with basic adulting, Lori magically brings to life the super-sexy man she created from celebrity photos as a teenager. Lori learns very quickly that having your ideal man is not as satisfying as it ought to be and that being an adult is far harder than it looks.

What in the salty seas could be more important than presents at Christmas time? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Tis’ Christmas time on Mystical Isle, and just like the fat bastard in red, I’ve made a list, and now I shall check it...twice. Yeah, twice. I might wear a diaper, but I’m not an arse. It seems I have everything under control and Christmas on Mystical Isle will be unforgettable, or I’m not the Well-Hung God of the Sea, Poseidon.

Rule #7 - Do not throw coins into the fountain at Umbra Park. (Especially on Christmas Eve!) All she wanted for Christmas was the small town holiday romcom happily every after of her dreams. ...Instead she got a dropdead gorgeous, devil may care demon who said her wish was stupid. Bah humbug! ~*~ Sweet and innocent good girl Mary Davenport thought moving to the small town of Steamydale would be a dream come true. (Spoilers: It wasn't.) I mean, yes, she has a good job as a hairstylist, it came with great benefits, and she loves doing up everyone's hair for their parties, special events, ...

Damico writes games for a living. When called in to rescue a local roleplaying game demo, Damico is shot in the head by a loony fan. He awakens in a game. A game full of hackneyed tropes and clichéd plots. A game he was there to save, run by the man who murdered him just moments ago. A game that has just become world-swap fantasy. Damico, to his horror, has become the heart of the cliché.

Henry's used to everyone being afraid of him–being a hellhound has that effect on people. What he's not used to is having every animal within a four-mile radius suddenly wanting to be his best friend. Pigeons roosting on your shoulder: annoying, but mostly harmless. The local moose population stampeding toward you in the hopes of a hug: somewhat more worrying. There's nothing for it but to escape to the mountains, where he can use his hellhound form to intimidate the local wildlife into leaving him alone. But a stop for one last piece of cake leads him straight to his fated mate.

Rejoice! A new messiah has come, and her name is Julie. Born to Murray Katz, the solitary (and celibate) keeper of an abandoned lighthouse on the Jersey shore, our protagonist arrives on Earth boasting supernatural abilities evocative of her divine half-brother, Jesus. As a child, she revels in her talent for walking on water, resurrecting dead crabs, and treating fireflies as luminous alphabet blocks. But after she reaches adolescence, her life becomes as challenging and ambiguous as any mortal’s.

Murders are happening outside Charlotte's hottest nightspots. A new vampire society has set up shop in the sewers. And Jimmy Black's about to run afoul of the Master of the City. If Jimmy weren't already a vampire, the week ahead would be the death of him.

Jimmy Black's knack for stumbling into the right place at the wrong time has landed him his dream job or worst nightmare - Master Vampire of the City. Almost everyone that works for him wants him dead. His best friend isn't speaking to him. His girlfriend is now his ex-girlfriend. And the Vampire Council has appointed a watchdog who'll decide if he lives past Thursday. He has a kidnapping to solve, monsters and demons to fight, and a whole new crime empire to figure out.

My name’s Bill Ryder and, despite being undead, I program games for a living. That means I’m mostly content to stay at home, do my job, and not go on stupid adventures. Or at least that was the case. Now, a war is brewing between ancient enemies from the dawn of time. If it can’t be stopped, the veil will be lifted and all of humanity’s darkest nightmares will be unleashed to wreak havoc. That's where I come in.

My Hellicorn keeps pestering me to take a trip to the beach with him, my pet demons want a family fun day out, and my demon partner wants to start a war with the local Yakuza clan.... And that’s just before breakfast. As the FPD’s only occult investigator, I deal with a lot more than your average cop, and often that means babysitting a bunch of volatile demons...when I’m not working cases that is. Speaking of which, a pregnant girl has walked into the precinct claiming she has a monster in her belly, put there by a demon-worshiping cult.

They left this part out at the academy…and now I’m sowing what I didn’t reap… My name is Ainsley Adams, and unbeknownst to most, I’m a Reaper. I settled in the town of Hideaway Hills after graduation, married a nice electrician, and we purchased a cute little house on the lake to start our life together. Things were going along swimmingly. Or so I thought. After discovering my husband in bed with another woman, I did what any other wronged wife would do – I picked up a frying pan and bopped the good-for-nothing louse over the head with it. I didn’t think I’d hit him that ...

As the demons gather to debate John’s disappearance the scattered parts of his soul plan revenge on those responsible. All that stands between him and success is his newly acquired Tourette’s Syndrome and an increasing list of pursuers. Demons, Satan, shadow souls and a gang of deceased murderous dictators all want a piece of him. Fortunately there’s plenty to go around. Meanwhile the pigeon, Sandy Logan, contemplates his unfulfilled ambitions. What if he ruled Hell? All he needs is an army and a plan to spark revolution.

When a woman’s fed up there’s hell to pay. When a female demon is fed up? You’d better get the f-ck out the way. Wassup? I’m Xenia, and I’m sick and tired of my mate. And no, he didn’t cheat on me, that’s human crap to get mad at. No, the f-cktard can’t get over the thought of his baby brother one-upping him; and has been neglecting me as a result. Well, an idle mind is a dangerous place, especially when it belongs to an intelligent, female demon. When my father-in-law, the devil himself, gives me a task to wipe out an entire country, I jump on it. Especially when I see just...

What's so special about Ted? Nobody knows...and certainly not Ted! Ted's back for more in this THIRD installment! Well, Ted didn't really go anywhere, but the let's not forget the fact that he's still trapped on a space ship crewed by over six thousand gorgeous females drawn from his own desires... Ted isn't going anywhere anytime soon. The Council is acting more and more strangely; especially Annalisa, taking on the hot and luscious form of some of the other Councilwomen. She seems to be taking more of an interest in, ahem, collecting Ted's genetic material than performing her normal ...

In Polecat, Alaska, Rachel Miller and Jake Hunter have a mutual admiration for each other - from across a lake. There's nothing Rachel likes more than spying on the very fit wilderness guide when he skinny-dips each night. And Jake has always been curious about his reclusive artist neighbor. He even bought Rachel's first wood carving: a wolf who looks suspiciously like him. Jake is a werewolf, but not just any werewolf. He's the founder of WARM (Werewolves Against Random Mating). And that means a human like Rachel is off-limits, no matter how attractive he finds her.

Welcome to the ferocious world of The Foundling, set in an bayou town where men are men - except when they are also dragons, kitties with wings, crocodiles and...well, Miller. In the previous instalment of this best-selling series, Luce Boudreau (ex-cop, current badass and apocalyptic demon) took on Death Herself - how could Luce have guessed that this was merely the beginning? In the brutal aftermath Luce and her loyal coterie face an enemy like no other - they'll need to team up with those they've considered enemies and try to decide who - if anyone - they can trust....

Isabel Dreary's Undeath is a mess. When Isabel gets turned into a vampire by her almost-boyfriend, she expects a thrilling new life of moonlit adventures. What she doesn’t anticipate is waking up in a crypt while he plays Horseman of the Apocalypse—talk about a glow-up gone wrong! Now she’s stuck dodging the Rabble Rebels and grappling with her rapidly fading soul, all while trying to resist the urge to bite the hottest vampire in town. Armed with a mystical cat, an impractical scythe, and her secret stash of werewolf blood, Isabel must navigate the chaos of her undead existence. When...

Night Vale is a small desert town where all the conspiracy theories you've ever heard are actually true. It is here that the lives of two women, with two mysteries, will converge. Nineteen-year-old Night Vale pawn shop owner Jackie Fierro is given a paper marked 'KING CITY' by a mysterious man in a tan jacket. She can't seem to get the paper to leave her hand, and no one who meets this man can remember anything about him.

Sherlock Holmes is an unparalleled genius. Warlock Holmes is an idiot. A font of arcane power, certainly. But he's brilliantly dim. Frankly, he couldn't deduce his way out of a paper bag. The only thing he has really got going for him are the might of 1,000 demons and his stalwart companion. Thankfully, Dr. Watson is always there to aid him through the treacherous shoals of Victorian propriety and save him from a gruesome death every now and again.