BLYTHE SPIRIT Her trip in time to 1785 Scotland was supposed to be a vacation, so why did Blythe feel that her stay at the MacKenzie pile of stones had her imagination working overtime, making helpful suggestions about every bump in the night: demon, considers you yummy take-out; really ugly gargoyle, wants to sleep in your bed. So she wasn't at all surprised when the first hunk she met turned out to be Mr. Dark-Evil-and-Deadly himself, an honest-to-goodness vampire. His voice was a tempting way above 88.6 degrees, but when Darach whispered, "To waste a neck such as yours would be a terrible thing," she decided his pillow talk left a lot to be desired. Dangerous? You bet. To die for? Definately. Soul mate? Just wait and see.

Cindy Harper welcomes all those who believe in the paranormal to her inn. She’s thrilled by the success of her business even though she questions the existence of things that go bump in the night. But her doubts will soon disappear, because more than just wannabe vampires and werewolves are checking in. And a secret from her past is about to threaten her future. Ancient vampire Thrain Davis has come to the inn to right a centuries-old wrong. He finds more than he expects, though, when he meets the beautiful and way too sexy innkeeper. As they join forces to outwit two powerful cosmic troublemakers and to defeat an enraged Jersey Devil, he realizes that the unthinkable has happened. He has fallen in love with the one woman he can never have

He'd lived a thousand years for this? It's enough to make a vampire want to rush outside to soak up some rays, order garlic mashed potatoes, or fall on a wooden stake. The council, in its infinite stupidity, has made Reinn Mackenzie the Guardian of the Blood for his vampire clan. Talk about crappy jobs. He's supposed to run around lopping off the head of any Mackenzie dumb enough to mate with someone not on the council's approved list. Gotta keep the Mackenzie blood pure. Giant whoop. He's nothing but a glorified Weedwacker for the clan. So he's stuck at the Woo Woo Inn, skulking undercover while he looks for the right moment to off the clueless Mackenzie about to marry a sneaky, manipulating werecat. Reinn doesn't get it. Who'd be stupid enough to die for a deceitful, whisker-twitching shifter? Kisa Evans has a boatload of problems. She's a virgin, someone is stalking her with the intent to keep her in cat form forever, she's a virgin, the deadly Guardian of the Blood is out to murder her sister's fiancé, and she's a virgin. Werecat law says that she can't mate with any male weaker than herself. Hello? She's not your usual lap kitty. There IS no male stronger than Kisa. But minds were meant to be changed. When Reinn meets Kisa, he realizes that his sexy werecat is worth dying for. Kisa finally finds a male stronger than she is and admits that the enemy has become her love. Too bad that love can't erase the dangers surrounding them. A happily ever after doesn't seem likely for Reinn and Kisa, but not to worry. Strange things are the norm at the Woo Woo Inn.

Harpies don't get callbacks. That's why Daria's job as night manager of the Woo Woo Inn is the opportunity of several lifetimes. Where better to prove that in the snatch-and-dispatch business she has CEO potential?