A shire-esque party forces a straight-laced human weaver and a brooding gargoyle guard together in the most delightfully tension-filled ways. I have one talent, and it’s not relationships. It’s weaving. But I have one chance to keep my cozy little life in the magical Leafshire Cove and it’s going to require a partner. I swore off romance—my last relationship was a humiliating disaster. But to enter the mayor’s tapestry contest, and win the contract attached, I need a date, thanks to a ridiculous ancient faerie spell requiring attendants to bring a potential partner. When my frenemy suggests the new watchtower guard, a growly gargoyle named Romulus who never speaks and hides inside a massive cloak, I think she’s finally lost her mind. But said frenemy refuses to back down, and suddenly, the gargoyle and I are forced into a temporary match. Romulus is employed by the mayor so he has no choice but to go. Because of a past issue with his stone magic, he’s dead set on remaining single, so there shouldn’t be a problem. Until we share the wrong pot of tea… Magic and cozy mayhem combine in this spicy standalone fantasy romance. All the books in the Leafshire Cove series are short and sweet, with a happily ever after for their human/monster couples. "When the Weaver Met the Gargoyle is everything I want in a cozy fantasy romance. Every page is like a warm mug of cider but with the most delicious serving of spice. This is the kind of book to savor and soothe your soul with!" ~Tessonja Odette author of A Rivalry of Hearts Tropes/elements in/of this ◆low stakes ◆instalove ◆forced proximity ◆he falls first ◆protective MMC ◆magical pet ◆cozy medieval-esque town ◆fantasy feast ◆he’s too dangerous ◆monster romance ◆friends to lovers to friends to lovers ◆MMC’s dark past ◆love potion

She crafts perfection; he conjures chaos—and neither is prepared for the spell they cast on each other. I am respected in Leafshire Cove because I perform magic exactly the way it should be performed—with a witch’s intuition. My spells are precise, and they’re either wonderfully practical or completely fun. Regardless, my magic is true magic. On market days, my cart always has the longest line. That is, until he arrives. An arrogant, foolish minotaur with a ridiculously posh accent sets up shop right beside me. And even though his magic is only a mishmash of tacky illusions and over-the-top displays, townsfolk flock to him. Infuriating. When one of his stupid illusions triggers a magical mishap, I have to step in to keep the whole town from going down. And just when I think he’s my biggest issue and I might have to murder the fool, we discover something far, far more dangerous hiding beneath the streets of Leafshire Cove. This rivals to lovers cozy fantasy romance features spice, monsters, and banter that will have you kicking your feet. Book Two in the Leafshire Cove Monsters series, this book is a standalone with a happily ever after ending.

She bakes warmth and comfort. He thrives on mischief and adventure. But love has a way of turning even the wildest hearts toward home. I love my quiet life in Leafshire Cove—early mornings, the scent of cinnamon and honey, the simple joy of kneading dough while the village slowly wakes. Everything in my world is warm, steady, safe. Except Cyrus, the dragon shifter next door. With his roguish grin and endless charm, Cyrus runs a rowdy pub, flirts shamelessly with almost everyone, and lives for adventure. Our friendship is built on teasing banter and unspoken understanding. But what most of Leafshire Cove doesn’t know—what I’ve only ever suspected—is that beneath his carefree façade, Cyrus is desperate to discover the history of his dragon bloodline. Even if it means poking his handsome nose into dangerous places. When a noble’s impossibly large pastry order threatens to overwhelm me, Cyrus offers to help bake. During the late nights in the kitchen, I start to wonder if I’ve been wrong about him—about us—all along. But when a mysterious merchant offers him the chance to uncover his true heritage, our burgeoning relationship goes up in flames. I know some dragons are fated for distant skies, but could some of them—one of them—possibly be meant to stay? When the Baker Met the Dragon is a spicy cozy fantasy romance about love, longing, and finding home in the most unexpected place. Tropes/ playboy/shy girl friends to lovers found family animal familiars spice tending her wounds dragon shifter MMC human FMC cozy bakery cottagecore vibes