Fun fact, they’re still running witches out Salem, even in the twenty-first century. So, after being chased from their home by people with actual pitchforks, the LaFey triplets have settled down in a small town in northern Michigan. Unfortunately, the saying is true. There’s no rest for the wicked…witches. Mindi – All I wanted was a normal life. And I thought we’d finally found that here. I got a job at the local elementary school and was just about settled when a new principal came in, looking to shake things up. I’m shook alright. There’s something going on with this guy that I just can’t put my talon on. His wolfish grin, devilish good looks and snake like charm are all adding up to no good. Booker – They say trouble always comes in threes, and from where I’m sitting, the LaFey Triplets are nothing but, with a capital T. Especially the school’s kindergarten teacher, Mindi. I’d thought I was escaping my curse by running away to this scenic town in the middle of nowhere. But now I can’t shake the feeling that something wicked this way comes.

Fun fact, they’re still running witches out Salem, even in the twenty-first century. So, after being chased from their home by people with actual pitchforks, the LaFey triplets have settled down in a small town in northern Michigan. Unfortunately, the saying is true. There’s no rest for the wicked…witches. Candi – Turns out, there are three absolute certainties in life. Death. Taxes. And Lincoln Gage’s complete inability to fix my car. Granted, I sort of like visiting the shop so I can ogle him while I lay into his lack of skill at his chosen trade. But if he would just keep the car running, maybe I’d start visiting for social reasons instead. Lincoln – I’ve never been what you’d consider shy. But for some reason, Candi LaFey scares the hell out of me. Being what I am, fearing anything is new territory for me…but I kind of like it. I’m risking my reputation in this town by continuing to sabotage her car, but if it keeps bringing her into my shop, I’ll risk a hell of a lot more.

Fun fact, they’re still running witches out Salem, even in the twenty-first century. So, after being chased from their home by people with actual pitchforks, the LaFey triplets have settled down in a small town in northern Michigan. Unfortunately, the saying is true. There’s no rest for the wicked…witches. Trudi – Am I happy that my “little” sisters have found their mates in this tiny little town full of normals? Yes. Am I bitter than I’m technically the oldest and destined to die a spinster? Also, yes. I know that I should give up on this not so secret crush I have on the mayor. Nothing about Colton Steele is right for me. But I don’t think you get to pick who you fall in love with. And I fell for him the first time I ever saw his stupid face. Part of me wants to believe he likes me, too. And even though I know that I can’t have a relationship with a nice, normal guy, I could almost make myself believe I can make it work. If he’d just give me a chance. Colton - The minute the LaFey triplets arrived in town, I knew that Trudi was mine. The first time she flipped her hair and narrowed her gaze at me, challenging my authority in my own town, I was a goner. I knew that they were witches, being the mayor of a town like this has its perks after all. But I wasn’t ready to expose my true nature to her just yet. But I’m running out of time to continue playing this cat and mouse game with her. I need to step up and claim what’s mine before the Halloween festival, or I may end up losing her forever.

Anya – There’s something strange going on in Fayshore. I came to Michigan to visit my grandma for Thanksgiving. But the whole town is giving off super weird vibes. Everyone is pleasant enough, but I definitely feel like an outsider. Good thing I found Nick. He’s on vacation here, too. Though, the more time we spend together, the more I feel like he’s hiding something as well. Nick – The holidays are my busiest season. I try to take a week off before the madness starts, and this year I decided to visit Fayshore. Ever since they came clean as a community about their supernatural status, every preternatural creature on the planet has wanted to visit. Myself included. It was just supposed to be a vacation. But then I met Anya and now I’m questioning my entire existence. I’d never had a problem being alone before. Now, the thought of leaving here without her fills me with dread. I don’t know how she managed to turn my entire world on its head, but I know that I’ll never survive without her.

Harley – I’d never left my small town of Fayshore before. But after my maker passed away, leaving me a villa in Paris, I just knew it was time to see what I’ve been missing. Apparently, what I’ve been missing is a rude, frustrating, obnoxiously handsome vampire who can’t decide if he wants to ignore me completely or make me his forever. I mean…I know what I’d pick if it were up to me. Duncan – Harley is loud, annoying and drives me absolutely crazy. But I can’t get her out of my head, and I’m terrified she’s working her way into my heart as well.

When I moved into my house three years ago, I had no idea the place came with its own ghost. And not just any ghost…no. No, I got myself a handsome, romantic ghost that puts himself in my dreams and seems to be getting stronger every single day. I know he wants something from me, but I want something from him, too. I’m just not sure either of us will be able to give each other what we actually need.

It was just a simple case of mistaken identity. Could have happened to anyone really. Unfortunately, the identity I was mistaken for was Dracula. Like…THE Dracula. And now I’m stuck in a town full of monsters, who all think I’m one of them. As if that weren’t bad enough, I think I’m falling in love with an actual vampire who has no idea who or what I really am. I’m not sure how I’m going to get out of this one alive…or undead.

You know how sometimes you find yourself in a situation and you just have to accept that it’s your new normal? That’s how I felt when a warlock turned me into a cat. I found a demon to shack up with and became his familiar. Then he married a witch and had a family, and I became part of that as well. I was happy…or so I thought. Imagine my shock when a tall, dark and handsome man shows up out of nowhere and suddenly I’m naked and standing on two feet. Two human feet. I have no idea what’s going on or how long it will last, but I can’t help hoping that this is my new, new normal.

There’s really only one hard and fast rule for psychics. Don’t interfere in whatever visions are gifted to you. Everyone has their path of destiny, and it’s not our place to alter or persuade anyone along, or away, from that future. Except of course when it is… When I’m gifted two very distinct, very different outcomes about my soul mate, I’m completely torn as to what I should do. One of them shows him marrying me and the other…the other shows him dying. How am I not supposed to interfere when my heart and his life are on the line?

I didn’t even want to come back here. I was perfectly happy living a perfectly non-magical life out in the real world. And yet, here I am. Back in Fayshore, surrounded by every painful memory I’ve spent the last six years trying to escape. To add insult to injury, I think I might have just bumped into my soul mate. I’d sworn that if and when I ever did settle down with someone, it would be a man who was normal. A man who wouldn’t make me feel inferior the way my family had all my life. Except Lachlan doesn’t make me feel inferior. In fact, his completely chaotic nature actually makes me feel seen in a way that I’ve never experienced before. In a way that’s making me question absolutely everything about myself and my outlook on life. Is he magically delicious enough for me to change my tune?

An Incubus and a Succubus walk into a hotel… No, it’s not a joke, but sometimes my life definitely feels like a punchline. My best friend, Lucien, and I have been hired to throw the biggest party Fayshore has ever seen. Which is great since that’s what we do. But there’s something different about this town and the magic we’re surrounded by is doing strange things to both of us. We’ve been best friends for over a decade, so why do I suddenly feel as if I’m seeing Lucien for the very first time? Is it just the magic of Fayshore…or has he been my soul mate this whole time?

All I wanted was a nice, relaxing, island vacation that was far, far away from norms. Having spent the last few months trying to integrate monsters and humans together in my hometown, I’d had about enough of stupid mortals and their stupid questions and their stupid fears. What I hadn’t expected to find on Isle Aux Monstres was the funniest, cutest, most charming monster I’d ever met. Sparks might be flying, but there’s something off about him that I can’t put my finger on. I’m fighting with all of my heart to keep from falling for him, but I’m afraid that it might already be out of my control. And he seems to feel the same way. So why is he lying to me? What secret could be so big that he doesn’t trust me enough to tell me?

As a little girl, I dreamed of being an archeologist. My hope was to one day discover my very own dinosaur. And today I am an archeologist, but my work has to do with very different kinds of monsters. Now I’ve been called to the middle of Lake Huron to investigate the ruins of a temple found deep on an island reserved for supernatural creatures. The tomb inside holds the body of a mummy long since gone. Or so I thought. Every day I spend on the island, in that temple, the more I feel as if the being inside is not so much gone as trying desperately to return…to me. Maybe all this time around monsters has finally made me lose my mind. Or maybe I haven’t so much lost anything as found the only thing that ever really mattered.

The last five years have been a little rough. My dad died, I got attacked by a crazy werepanther and we moved to a town full of monsters. My mom has been a total rock for me through all of it, and I was happy for her when she found a new guy to help her navigate this supernatural world we’ve found ourselves in. He’s a sweet man and he takes great care of my mom…But his son, Trevor, is an absolute beast. My new stepbrother and I fight like cats and dogs…so why can’t I stop thinking about his stupid, handsome face?

I came to Fayshore to escape. Escape the pressure. Escape the grind. Escape the endless talk of soul mates and romance and blah, blah, blah. Unfortunately, even thousands of miles from the North Pole, I’m still being hit over the head with the soul mate talk. Because apparently the universe thought it would be funny to deliver me an adorable himbo of a Christmas gift that I never asked for. Can’t a goddess just run her toy store in peace? Hexed Christmas is the enthralling fifteenth book in the Midwest Monsters Series. If you like sassy heroines, himbo heroes and hilarious will they/won't they romance, then you'll love Dakota Rebel's newest paranormal romantic comedy. Buy Hexed Christmas to experience the magic of Christmas romance today!