The Slaugh ride tonight.

With my broken warrior witchy men at my side,

Ill make my final stand to protect humanity

from a dark army of the restless dead.

An epic showdown is coming – fae versus witches, hope versus desire, death versus immortality, science versus magic, and me and my men against an impossible foe.

Ive made my peace. Ive written my will. Ill sacrifice everything for the love of five remarkable men.

But is it enough to stop the fae?

Wedding bells are ringing at Nevermore Bookshop!

Mina, Heathcliff, Morrie, and Quoth are tying the knot in an extravagant ceremony. But when someone sabotages the decorations and Heathcliff receives a threatening note, they realise that a saboteur in the village doesn't want them to have their happily-ever-after.

Their wedding misadventures turn deadly when the wedding saboteur murders the celebrant.

Add in a duck-napping, disastrous dance lessons, absent book reviewers, Mina's mother's newest business venture, and visits from old friends…and enemies, and Mina has a matrimonial catastrophe on her hands. Will she make it down the aisle to marry her fictional men, or does someone intend the wedding toast to be, “eat, drink, and be murdered?”

Will our foursome be able to tie the knot amongst the chaos and carnage? Find out in the final book in the Nevermore Bookshop Mysteries – Plot and Bothered.

I'm Maeve Crawford, and I always had a plan: flee my podunk hometown, go to MIT, get into the space program, be the first woman on Mars, adopt a cat (not necessarily in this order).

Then fairies killed my parents and shot the whole plan to hell.

Now, I've inherited a real, honest-to-goodness English castle – complete with turrets, ramparts, and a portal to the fae realm at the bottom of the garden. Oh, and four gorgeous male tenants, who I'm definitely not falling in love with.

Not at all.

It would be crazy to fall for four guys at once, even though they're gorgeous, amazing, wonderful, and kind.

But not as crazy as discovering I'm a witch. A week ago, I didn't even believe magic existed, and now I'm up to my ears in spells, prophetic dreams, and rogue fae.

I can't science my way out of this mess.

Forget NASA, it's going to take all my smarts just to survive Briarwood Castle.

He's a hot, grumpy, reclusive vampire, and the last thing he wants is an interfering human tidying his castle…until her.

Lord Alaric Valerian has a problem. His mother is visiting his castle for the first time, but she doesn't know that Alaric has filled every room with his centuries of artistic passions and creative pursuits.

Desperate, he hires professional organiser Winnie Preston to help him tame the mess. But Alaric isn't prepared for bubbly, passionate Winnie to show up at his castle and ram a metaphorical stake through his cold, vampire heart. Winnie sets his fangs on edge, but the more closely he works with her, the more he wishes she could be his.

So when Alaric's mother arrives with a new bride-to-be in tow, Alaric convinces Winnie to pretend to be his fiance. He may be causing all kinds of scandal in the vampire court by being engaged to a human, but at least he doesn't have to give up his reclusive life.

But Winnie still doesn't know Alaric's a vampire, and Alaric didn't count on Winnie's meddling book club pinning him for a mysterious murder in the village. Will their maybe-not-so-fake-marriage survive once Winnie discovers the monster that lurks beneath his fangs?

My mom returns from the dead to give me the down-low on how she defeated the fae twenty-one years ago. But there's a catch.

Fuck my life, there's always a catch.

Briarwood is no longer safe. The castle walls have been breached. The fae give us their terms – we surrender, or we die.

I don't do ultimatums.

Not when I have five powerful men, an ancient witch, a prostitute with a heart of gold, a faithful sister, and the ghost of my dead mother on my side. Plus, my ancient castle still has a few tricks left.

If the fae want Briarwood Castle, theyll have to get through us first.