Showing results for "Midlife" in Romance

For Libbie Stark, Friday night cocktail club is a lifeline. Whatever her problems, whether her stubborn boss, unruly teens or deadbeat boyfriend, time with the women of Lake Cloverleaf always feels like a tonic. But when tragedy strikes on the Fourth of July, Libbie discovers a magical secret. Witches are real. Only they aren’t born–they’re created. When a witch dies, her powers pass from one generation to the next. And a local witch has chosen to pass her powers onto the ladies of the cocktail club.

Midge Everette: I'm 41 today. It's my birthday, and I'm crying over burnt toast. That's not some euphemism. Literally, I'm sobbing over crusty bread, so I call a crisis center. I just need someone to talk to about life. Only I recognize the smoky voice of the man on the line. Sweet cheese, don't let it be... Hank Paige: As a former rock star, I once had it all. Fame. Fortune. Females. Except for the one thing I wanted most. Then I lost everything. I fix cars now and restore other people's dreams. I just want to be somebody's someone.

Ella Breene's life was already spinning out of control. Over forty, freshly divorced, and starting over in a new town, she thought her plate was full enough. Little did she know that fate had a different plan for her. A chance encounter with a dying Alpha thrusts Ella into the heart of an underground supernatural world, tearing apart a divided werewolf pack in its wake. It's like dealing with her ex-husband, but with claws, fangs, and a lot more chaos. As newfound powers surge within her and the irresistible urge to shift looms on the horizon, Ella faces tough choices.

Ella Breene never imagined she'd rise to become the Alpha of the Black Crater Pack. She was just looking for a peaceful life in Oregon with her kids, away from her tumultuous past with her ex. But destiny had different plans. In midlife, making friends can be a real headache, especially when those friends are far from ordinary. Ella's found herself tangled up with a group of supernatural beings, and let's just say, it's not all sunshine and roses.

"Happily Ever After" wasn't supposed to come with a do-over option. But when my husband of 20 years packs up and heads for greener pastures, and my son heads away to college, that's exactly what my midlife becomes. A do-over. This time, though, I plan to do things differently. Age is just a number, after all, and at 40 I'm ready to carve my own path. Eager for a fresh start, I make a somewhat unorthodox decision and move to a tiny town in the Sierra foothills.

The decision has been made. Jessie has taken the magic, and all the weird that goes with it. Including wings. There's only one problem - she can't figure out how to access them. Through a series of terrible decisions, Jessie realizes she must ask for help. Gargoyle help. But she could've never predicted who answers her call - he's an excellent flier, incredibly patient, and a good trainer. He's also incredibly handsome. And interested. Maybe flying isn't the only thing she needs help with. Maybe she needs help getting back on that saddle, too, emerging into the dating pool.

Jessie's new life adjustment is well underway. The tough alpha Austin has joined her team, and she has painstakingly learned to fly. Life is going a-okay. That is, until her parents decide to visit.... They don't know anything about magic, about Jessie's new digs, or about the crazy crew living in and around Jessie's house. She must do everything in her power to keep the truth away from them. Which would be much easier without the unfelt presence lurking within Ivy House's borders. It seems an enemy has figured out a way to magically bypass Ivy House's defenses.

The fifth book in the Wall Street Journal best-selling series. Jessie is tired of Elliot Graves coming to her. This time, she will meet him on his home turf and end this feud once and for all.

The signs are unmistakable. Momar isn't just targeting Austin's brother. When one of Momar's grunts breaks into Austin's territory looking to grab Jessie for questioning, Jessie and her crew realize they are under fire. In order to protect themselves, it becomes obvious they need backup.

The Ivy House team is shaping up, but there are still holes to be filled and a magical summons outstanding. Jessie needs a teacher. Someone who can fit in with the whacky Ivy House crew. And that was going just fine...until she gets a request to host a powerful, neighboring mage. A teacher isn't going to be enough. She needs more power in her crew. She needs some might.

The decision has been made. Jessie has taken the magic and all the weird that goes with it. Including wings. There's only one problem - she can't figure out how to access them. Through a series of terrible decisions, Jessie realizes she must ask for help. Gargoyle help. But she could've never predicted who answers her call - he's an excellent flier, incredibly patient, and a good trainer. He's also incredibly handsome. And interested.

Ella's life was finally taking a turn for the better. She had a shot at true happiness—an Alpha title she was beginning to master and a sizzling date with a man who could set her world on fire. Everything was falling into place. That is, until the ghost of her past walked back into her life, uninvited and unwelcome.

Just before Christmas my life underwent a major change. And I’m not talking about the fact I hit menopause hard—I mean, we're talking night sweats and hormones gone wild. Nope, it was worse than that. I almost died, and would have actually been six feet under if I'd not been transformed into a vampire. You heard me right. At the ripe age of forty-seven, I became a blood-guzzling, sunlight-hating, fanged menace with an insatiable appetite. Thankfully, criminals taste delicious.

Mm. Do you smell that? It's the warm, gooey cinnamon from my oven-hot rolls. I make the best baked goods in all of New Mexico, perhaps the whole world, in my so-very-humble opinion, using a secret family recipe, and a little forbidden magic. My bakery has been booming ever since I got rid of that big bag of moldy beans, aka the world's most grotesque farting and armpit-sniffing ex-husband. My life is finally on track. And then he walks into my life.

When the crew goes rogue, the stakes get deadly. With Sebastian and Nessa out on their own, Jessie and the gang must join Austin to rally the shifters to their cause. The first stop: a collection of open-minded alphas Kingsley knows well. All Jessie has to do is keep her people in line, and everything should go smoothly. When has the Ivy House crew ever stayed in line? Meanwhile, the mages face their own rising threat. Momar isn't like the Mages Guild--he's sharper, more ruthless, and far too close to uncovering their whereabouts.

The Midlife Shifters series brings you incredibly sexy shifters from wolves to big cats to dragons adjusting to the challenges of midlife helped along by new romantic obsessions. If you’re a fan of shifter romance, you’ll love this series. It offers very high heat sexiness along with plenty of depth and real heart. From explosive sex that will have your heart racing to sweet and poignant romance that will fill your heart with longing, you won’t want to miss this series!

Everyone in Heart's Cove knows Lizzie Butler as the reliable single mom who keeps their tight-knit community running. What they don't know is that she's been secretly pining for her brother's best friend since high school—the same man they've just volunteered her to matchmake for.

In the ashes of my once-perfect home, I face a dire challenge that threatens everything I hold dear. Andres and his Redmond Pack have left my life in shambles, and the safety of my children hangs by a thread. I can't wait idly as rival packs move in on my territory.

I’m having a bad week. First, I get a call from my scumbag ex-husband asking for a favor. He wants to hire me to organize his new house. The house he’s sharing with his new wife. The one he cheated on me with. But the worst part? I’m so broke I might have to take the job. I’m busy pondering my little predicament when I crash my work van into my neighbor’s magnolia tree. That’s when I discover my neighbor is the town’s hunky mechanic and doting single dad, Remy Campbell. My mortification knows no bounds.

Edgar does not cheat in flower shows. He might use a magically enhanced serum, but anyone could do that. It's not his fault the other competitors don’t know magic exists! But when the Ivy House crew goes to the pre-show to support him, it becomes clear that someone should've been watching Edgar much more carefully. What he's done is way worse than overgrown flora.