I’m just a stressed-out attorney in a pink Volkswagen, stranded in a magical town I didn’t believe could exist—and falling hard for my orc mechanic, who’s all muscle, zero bodysuit. I, Suzette Winters, am on my way from Chicago to Seattle for a legal conference, having decided to drive myself because I need more fun in my life, according to my sister, when I pass through a strange, shimmering barrier. My pink Volkswagen dies right after, and I have to walk to the closest town—Evershift Haven. I’m stunned to see how all-out these folks go for Halloween to appeal to the tourists. I’m even more surprised by just how hot the orc mechanic promising to fix my car within a week is, but I imagine he’s a pasty geek under all that makeup and muscled bodysuit. Right? About that. Evershift Haven isn’t some gimmicky tourist town. Turns out, magic is real, and when their resident witch gets distracted, the barrier between their world and ours sometimes drops long enough for a lonely attorney who hates her job to slip through and discover magic awaits. And Throk isn’t some pasty geek. All those green muscles and drool-worthy body belong to him, my orc mechanic. I’m stuck in a place I never imagined could exist and having the time of my life. When it’s time to go back to the real world? I don’t want to think about that right now… This is the first book in a series about a magical town that shifts itself to celebrate seasons, holidays, and whatever random thing takes its fancy. It’s lighthearted, humorous, and meant to make you feel as cozy as wearing a sweater while sipping pumpkin spice latte. The story is sweet, but there’s definitely a pinch of steam.

I, Candice Winters, am a big-city event planner, who just volunteered to save Evershift Haven’s Thanksgiving festival. I’m not even sure magic exists yet—and I’m already falling hard for a wolfish lycan, who thinks fur is always in season. I came here from Chicago to visit my sister, Suzette, only to stumble into a town full of magic, quirky residents, and fantastical moments. I’ve spent my career planning upscale parties and glitzy galas, but when Evershift Haven’s Thanksgiving organizer is sidelined by magical morning sickness, I get roped into organizing the town’s biggest event of the season. Oh, and my volunteer “partner” happens to be Ronan, a jaw-droppingly handsome lycan—a full-on wolfman, who can’t transform to just human or wolf. What you see is always what you get…and I like what I see. Ronan seems intimidating, but there’s gentleness beneath all that fur. He’s a big ol’ cinnamon roll. I’m starting to see the appeal of magic and small-town life, but I still have one foot in the real world. When Thanksgiving’s over, will I return to Chicago? Or will I stick around to make Evershift Haven home? Welcome back to Evershift Haven—a town that changes itself with the seasons, celebrates every holiday with magical mayhem, and might just inspire you to stay awhile. This second book in the series has all the cozy charm of a crackling fire and pumpkin pie, with a pinch of romance that’s as sweet as it is spicy.

I, Evony Johnson, am a Chicago accountant, who lives for spreadsheets and numbers—until my best friend's magical town decides I need a frosty holiday romance with their resident winter elf. When my best friend Candice invited me to spend Christmas in Evershift Haven, I expected a quaint small town with over-the-top decorations. Instead, I've stumbled into a magical wonderland, where pumpkins become carriages, trees whisper gossip, and the most gorgeous elf I've ever seen keeps giving me smoldering looks. Frost Evergreen runs the town's magical gift shop, and he claims he's been dreaming about me for centuries. Talk about pressure on a first date—but there's something about his silver hair, color-changing eyes, and the way snowflakes dance when he smiles that makes me warmer than the magical concoctions at the town’s coffee shop. Between saving the town's Christmas magic and discovering my own hidden fae heritage, I'm falling hard for this winter wonderland—and its enchanting shopkeeper. When the holiday season ends, will I choose to return to my life in Chicago? Or will I embrace the magic that Evershift Haven, and Frost, are offering? Welcome back to Evershift Haven, where magic sparkles in every season, holiday celebrations always include a dash of chaos, and love stories are sprinkled with literal stardust. This third book in the series wraps you in all the cozy warmth of hot cocoa and holiday magic, with enough heat to melt the winter frost.

I, Fiona MacLean, am a lost soul trying to find my way—and I never expected to stumble into a magical town or into the arms of a seven-foot-tall Minotaur. After my mother’s death, I set off on a road trip through Montana, looking for…something. I didn’t know what until a freak snowstorm caused my car to crash and led me straight to Bram Stonehorn. He’s a gentle giant with the face of a bull, the patience of a saint, and the ability to make me question everything I thought I wanted in life. Trapped together in his cozy cabin while the blizzard rages outside, Bram teaches me survival skills, wins at chess every time, and slowly chips away at the walls I’ve built around my heart, but when the storm clears and I’m introduced to Evershift Haven—a hidden town full of magic and chaos—I have a choice to make. Do I leave behind the enchanting world I’ve discovered and the Minotaur who’s already claimed my heart? Or do I embrace the magic, mayhem, and love that Evershift Haven has to offer? Welcome back to Evershift Haven—a town where every season brings new magic, every holiday comes with a touch of chaos, and love stories are anything but ordinary. This fourth book in the series will warm your heart like a crackling fire, with enough heat to melt even the coldest snowstorm.

I, Declan Stewart, am an ex-military florist with a broken-down van, a town that won’t let me leave, and a glowing lantern that insists I’m fated for love—specifically with the town’s most alluring (and infuriating) vampire. Delivering Valentine’s bouquets wasn’t supposed to involve accidentally driving into a magical town, losing all cell service, and being told my van won’t start again until a town festival decides my fate. Evershift Haven is a place where heart-shaped leaves fall from the sky, ghosts serve tea, and a glowing lantern follows me around like a clingy matchmaker. But none of that is half as unsettling as Vandria St. John—the sharp-tongued, wickedly beautiful vampire bookstore owner, who delights in toying with me. She swears the town’s magic is real. I swear I’m leaving the second my van is fixed, but as the days pass, I start getting tangled in the town’s charms, and Vandria’s. Between scavenger hunts, enchanted chocolates, and a suspiciously invested group of small-town magical meddlers, I realize I might be falling for the very thing I swore I wouldn’t. The real question is, when the festival ends, will I actually want to go? Welcome back to Evershift Haven—a town where magic thrives, romance is literally in the air, and even the most stubborn (and grumpy) outsiders might just find themselves believing in fate. This fifth book in the series is packed with cozy charm, quirky characters, and enough slow-burn tension to keep you reading way past bedtime.

I, Bella Brewster, have spent the last two years running Moonwake Café, perfecting my espresso spells, and telling myself I’m completely over the scoundrel who broke my heart until my ex strolls back into town, all roguish smiles and bad ideas, claiming someone stole his gold. Seamus O’Connell isn’t just any ex. He’s a leprechaun (totally not how you pictured them), and not just any leprechaun. He’s the one who left me without a word, vanishing like mist and taking my heart with him. Now he’s back, swearing up and down his magically bound fortune has been stolen, and that whoever took it wants me involved. He insists this isn’t just about gold. It’s about keeping his magic strong. Like I care if he withers into a pile of dust? Too bad I do still sort of care. A little. I should tell him to take his missing gold and shove it up a rainbow’s end. Instead, I let myself get pulled into the mystery, partly because I do love a good puzzle, and partly because I want answers for two years ago. Absolutely nothing to do with any lingering feelings I definitely DON’T have . Now, we’re following a trail of enchanted riddles, sneaky clues, and the occasional detour into fae mischief. Hecate, of course, has many opinions about my life choices—mostly I told you so, that she happily shares with me, punctuated with dramatic sighs and exaggerated tail flicks. Even she can’t deny the signs are all pointing toward something bigger than stolen treasure. The real question isn’t just who took Seamus’s gold but why they seem so determined to throw us together. This is a cozy magical romance set in the ever-shifting town of Evershift Haven. Full of mischievous matchmaking, second-chance shenanigans, and a familiar who’s way too invested in her witch’s love life, this book is perfect for curling up with a cup of enchanted coffee and a plate of bespelled pastries. It includes a dash of heat because sometimes, old flames burn the brightest.

I, Talia Brightwell, am just a cheerful sun witch trying to plan the perfect Ostara festival until mysterious eggs appear, leading me to a brooding gargoyle who awakens feelings that bloom more vibrantly than any of my herbs. When Evershift Haven's very pregnant witch hands me the reins to this year's spring celebration, I expect nothing more complicated than flower arrangements and light enchantments. What I don't expect is finding a mysterious egg humming ancient lullabies in my herb cart, or discovering it's magically tethered to Dorian Thorne, the centuries-old gargoyle, who perches above the chapel and treats conversation like a cursed object. Suddenly, more eggs appear throughout town, the long-dormant sacred grove pulses with new life after a century of silence, and every magical trail leads straight back to Dorian. He's taciturn, stubborn, and literally carved from stone, but when our magic touches, the world sings...and my heart follows suit. As Ostara approaches, the equinox magic surges through the town, drawing fated souls together with an irresistible pull. Now, I must decide if I'm brave enough to entwine my roots with someone who's been guarding his wounded heart for a hundred years. Welcome back to Evershift Haven, where seasonal magic flows through every street, meddlesome townsfolk consider matchmaking a civic duty, and each festival brings a fresh opportunity for enchanted romance. This cozy spring tale blossoms with tender feelings, stone-hearted protectors who secretly crave warmth, mysterious magical artifacts, and slow-burn passion. Sweet with a dash of spice that's guaranteed to leave you believing in magical new beginnings.

I, Grizelda Greenwarth, am a powerful witch, nearly 141 years old, nine months pregnant, and entirely out of patience—with my stubborn baby, my surging magic, and especially my mother. Life in Evershift Haven should be peaceful as I await the birth of my overdue child with Atlas Mountainheart, my mountain troll husband of five years, philosopher-turned-gym-owner, and relentless optimist, but when my mother, Brunelda, shows up uninvited with her judgments and cauldron of passive-aggression, the town’s tranquility vanishes like a poorly grounded potion. She disapproves of our home, my marriage, and the fact that my unborn child refuses to reveal its gender via any magical means. As my magic grows more unpredictable with each overdue day—summoning chocolate milk fountains and levitating dumbbells—Atlas does his best to charm my mother, who is immune to both protein shakes and Plato. Between a disastrous “witcher wellness workshop,” an accidental nesting spell that floods the town with baby gear, and the world’s most dramatic labor, I’m trying to keep it together without turning anyone into a hedgehog. Welcome back one final time to Evershift Haven, where magic is seasonal, motherhood is unpredictable, and love comes with a dash of sparkles and squat racks. Barbells & Broomsticks is the cozy, whimsical, heart-filled finale to a series where even the most magical chaos can’t outshine the glow of finding exactly where you belong.