A twisted, tangled story about workplace love-affairs, and plants with a taste for human flesh During a grocery run to her local shopping center, Shell Pine sees a ‘HELP NEEDED’ sign in a flower shop window. She’s just left her fiancé, lost her job, and moved home to her parents’ house. She has to make a change and bring some good into her life, so she goes inside and takes a chance. Shell realizes right away that flowers are just the good thing she's been looking for, as is Neve, the beautiful florist who wrote the sign asking for help. The thing is, Neve needs help more than Shell could possibly imagine. An orchid growing out of sight in the heart of the mall is watching them closely. His name is Baby, and the beautiful florist belongs to him. He’s young, he’s hungry, and he’ll do just about anything to make sure he can keep growing big and strong. Nothing he eats – nobody he eats – can satisfy him, except the thing he most desires. Neve. He adores her and wants to consume her, and will stop at nothing to eat the one he loves. This is a story about possession, and monstrosity, and working retail. It is about hunger and desire, and other terrible things that grow.

For Joanna, her husband, Walter, and their children, the move to beautiful Stepford seems almost too good to be true. It is. For behind the town's idyllic facade lies a terrible secret -- a secret so shattering that no one who encounters it will ever be the same. At once a masterpiece of psychological suspense and a savage commentary on a media-driven society that values the pursuit of youth and beauty at all costs, The Stepford Wives is a novel so frightening in its final implications that the title itself has earned a place in the American lexicon.

For Joanna, her husband, Walter, and their children, the move to beautiful Stepford seems almost too good to be true. It is. For behind the town's idyllic facade lies a terrible secret -- a secret so shattering that no one who encounters it will ever be the same. At once a masterpiece of psychological suspense and a savage commentary on a media-driven society that values the pursuit of youth and beauty at all costs, The Stepford Wives is a novel so frightening in its final implications that the title itself has earned a place in the American lexicon.

Welcome to Taurus Ranch, where the romance is high-heat and heartfelt, and the cowboys are cow men. Broke, jobless, and surrounded by exes and friends I’m pretty sure don’t actually like me, I’m at my wits’ end. So when I get a call that my estranged grandma died and gave me half her guest ranch, I do the only logical thing—pack up my entire life and move across the country to a place I haven’t been since I was six. Reckless? Absolutely. In my defense, I have nothing to lose. Or so I thought. Turns out that the ranch has seen better days and needs a miracle to bring it back to life. To make matters worse, Cal, the grumpy minotaur who got the other half of the ranch, seems determined to make my life a living hell. Too bad for him, I’m as stubborn as the ranch’s namesake. This is my chance to start over and find a place where I belong, and I won’t give up because some rude, annoyingly hot cow man thinks I’m not good enough. As we learn to work together, stern glares and cutting barbs give way to lingering glances and flirty banter. But wanting Cal is far more dangerous than hating him. My heart can’t handle being tossed aside by yet another man, and I refuse to run away from what I’m building. But when he puts his hat on my head and calls me “darlin’”, how am I supposed to resist him? Cowboy rom com meets monster romance in this sweet and spicy story of a fish out of water human FMC trying to rediscover her roots and the experienced minotaur rancher MMC who can’t lose the only place he’s ever called home. Expect witty banter, a grumpy x sunshine slow burn that still packs plenty of heat, and a colorful cast of characters that will have you wanting to revisit the ranch again soon!

Welcome to Taurus Ranch, where the romance is high-heat and heartfelt, and the cowboys are cow men. Broke, jobless, and surrounded by exes and friends I’m pretty sure don’t actually like me, I’m at my wits’ end. So when I get a call that my estranged grandma died and gave me half her guest ranch, I do the only logical thing—pack up my entire life and move across the country to a place I haven’t been since I was six. Reckless? Absolutely. In my defense, I have nothing to lose. Or so I thought. Turns out that the ranch has seen better days and needs a miracle to bring it back to life. To make matters worse, Cal, the grumpy minotaur who got the other half of the ranch, seems determined to make my life a living hell. Too bad for him, I’m as stubborn as the ranch’s namesake. This is my chance to start over and find a place where I belong, and I won’t give up because some rude, annoyingly hot cow man thinks I’m not good enough. As we learn to work together, stern glares and cutting barbs give way to lingering glances and flirty banter. But wanting Cal is far more dangerous than hating him. My heart can’t handle being tossed aside by yet another man, and I refuse to run away from what I’m building. But when he puts his hat on my head and calls me “darlin’”, how am I supposed to resist him? Cowboy rom com meets monster romance in this sweet and spicy story of a fish out of water human FMC trying to rediscover her roots and the experienced minotaur rancher MMC who can’t lose the only place he’s ever called home. Expect witty banter, a grumpy x sunshine slow burn that still packs plenty of heat, and a colorful cast of characters that will have you wanting to revisit the ranch again soon!