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In the
enchanted Arcane Forest, Wilder Thornheart, Sasquatch king, seeks a
bride through Kate Halloway’s Monster Match agency. But his heart
belongs to Cassie, Kate’s assistant, and their love grows despite his
impending marriage to someone else.

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But when Cassie puts herself in
harm’s way, she uncovers a sinister plot that threatens not only
their business but Wilder’s entire kingdom. As tensions rise and
danger looms, Kate, Trent, and Wilder must work together to unravel
the mystery and save Cassie.

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As they race against time, they
discover the dark secrets of the Arcane Forest and the peril it
holds. Will they be able to uncover the truth and protect the kingdom
before it’s too late?

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Excerpt from Chapter 2:

 

The sasquatch kept his promise, and he returned as the sun began to cast tall shadows over the city. “Good evening, ladies. Please call me Renault, I’m the King’s personal attendant.” His bushy eyebrows arched over his amber eyes as he spoke. He was much less menacing without his mysterious air. However, he still stood at least two feet taller than us, his fur a chestnut brown that covered his head and neck dipping below his shirt. “Follow me. The king is eager to meet with you.”

“My business partner, Cassie, is coming along as well. Will that be okay with you and the king?”

He nodded his head and took off down the street. I squared my shoulders and lifted my chin, trying to boost my confidence as it wavered. Cassie slipped her hand into mine and we followed.

I was Kate Halloway, potion master and entrepreneur. I could handle one Sasquatch king. Couldn’t I?

Renault guided us through a magical labyrinth of secret passageways and alleys, turning in impossible ways. The buildings around us shifted into fantastical shapes, as if enchanted by an unseen force. Cassie gasped behind me. It was clear she was equally as shocked, but from the smile on her face, I knew she was enjoying every moment, as was I.

After padding through a narrowing dark tunnel, we emerged into the Arcane Forest illuminated by the moon’s soft glow. It was much later in the woods than it was in Denny Bay. Some sort of shift in time, which didn’t surprise me I’ve read of such differences in the witch handbook outlining the realms.

Cassie’s eyes were wide with excitement. “Wow. This is really something.” She said while taking in our surroundings. Trees as tall as twenty-story buildings were woven with vines, olive-colored moss and limbs which sagged with white flowers that made the tree appear like it was wearing a skirt. The castle itself resembled an old, Victorian-style home we were used to seeing near along the coast. But this one was enormous. Each window was black-rimmed, with light flickering behind the panes. It would be a bit eerie if I stumbled upon this location alone, but instead I found it beautiful.

Our path led us to a set of steep granite stairs. We followed Renault as his boots clapped against the steps. As we approached the entrance, a set of tall, heavy-looking doors swung open on their own, enticing us to enter.

Renault gallantly bowed his head, extending his hand to lead us through the palace’s threshold, with a courteous invitation of, “After you, ladies.”

The grand entrance was furnished with shimmering crystals that refracted the moonlight, casting a rainbow of colors across the smooth surfaces of the room. Renault led us down a hallway to a room where the king sat, his silver crown glistening as he raised a hand in greeting.

Cassie gulped as she took in the room, her eyes landing on the king. “Wow,” she whispered. For the first time since I’d known Cassie, I would say the sight of the king had her momentarily speechless.

 

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A Wife for the Werewolf

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Monster Match Book 1

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 After inheriting her grandmother’s business, Potion Palace, witch
Kate Halloway struggles to keep it afloat. In a bold move inspired by
the booming world of online matchmaking, she and her best friend
Cassie launch Monster Match, a dating service for supernatural
beings, hoping to boost sales.

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But when their first
client, alpha werewolf Trent Everwood, finds success with their help,
a rival coven creates their own competing service using Kate’s potion
recipes. To make matters worse, a death occurs at one of their
events. Kate becomes a prime suspect and must fight to clear Monster
Match’s name.

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Trent also has his hands full as humans
start breaking treaty laws and trespassing on pack lands. And just
when things couldn’t get any more complicated, a match between him
and Kate threatens the stability of their lives. Can they save
Monster Match from scandal and protect the Potion Palace?

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Chapter 1

Kate

 

Adulting… the bane of my existence. I didn’t imagine myself saddled with so much financial responsibility before thirty. I pondered my current situation while seated at the small desk in the back of the Potion Palace, my grandmother’s shop, surrounded by stacks of bills and a calculator perched precariously atop them. This was my least favorite part of running a business—the constant battle of making ends meet and trying to stay afloat. I vowed when I inherited this business, I’d do everything in my power to make it succeed.

 

I groaned into my lukewarm tea as the bell above the door jangled, making me jump. Looking up from the ledger where I keep all my expenses, I watched Cassie burst into the shop with far too much energy for this early in the morning. Waving my fingers above my cup, I chanted a warming spell to add some oomph to my morning pick-me-up.

 

Dust swirled in the air behind Cassie’s hurried movements. Her dark hair was pulled back in a hasty ponytail, strands escaping to frame her face. “You didn’t call me on the way into work this morning. What’s wrong?”

I watched in awe as Cassie pinned me with an intense stare, all while pulling the dusting cloth from under the register and wiping down the ancient bottles that lined the shelves. Cobwebs stuck to her cloth, but she kept moving. Cassie was a hurricane, an unstoppable force, especially when she fretted over things, which was often.

“Cassie, what are you doing?” I asked, taking another sip of my morning tea.

“Inventory,” she answered without pausing, her tone clipped. Another bottle, another swipe of the cloth. Her movements were mechanical, almost robotic. “If you’re mad at me, just tell me, Kate.”

I stepped around the corner and placed my hand on her shoulder. “Cassie, I’m not mad at you. I’m also not giving you the silent treatment,” I smirked, trying to hide my grin. “I’m conflicted.”

“Conflicted about what? I know when you are off, and it’s obvious.” Her blue eyes scanned the room like she was looking for a clue.

“Cass,” I finally said, trying to force a smile. “Business has been slow, as you know. The reason I didn’t call this morning is because I was occupied with the bank. I currently owe them two months’ rent.”

Cassie raised an eyebrow as she leaned against the counter, her posture relaxing but her gaze sharp. “It’s the weather. Spring in this area is drab at best. Who would want to shop?” Cassie continued to ramble on. “Summer is our busy season. We should prepare for that.”

I smiled, appreciating Cassie’s interpretation of the situation. But even her attempt at explaining away the lack of business fell flat as she resumed dusting and organizing, moving a jar of eye of newt a fraction to the left.

She wasn’t wrong. This lazy, coastal New England beach town was always busier in the summer and fall. Before long, tourists would come strolling in, talking animatedly about the lighthouse and the delicious lobster rolls they had for lunch. In the meantime, I needed to be patient and find a way to make some money.

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