Without any prospects or suitors, Elora Stone has been reduced to robbing her late uncle's country home of its valuables to support herself. It should have been a quick journey to gather the silverware and pawn it, until her theft is interrupted by the vampire who has taken up residence in the abandoned house. Ben Lang knows exactly what kind of vampire he is: a terrible one. It's been over a year since he was turned and he still can't glamour humans, let alone the beautiful one who broke into his new home. When he tries to use the charm that got him through his human life, Elora can see through that, too, right into his lonely soul. But blood is shed when one of Ben's vampire acquaintances turns up and tries to take Elora for himself. With a nest of vengeful bloodsuckers after them, Ben and Elora have no choice other than to escape together and keep them off their trails. As it turns out, running for one's life is a lot easier to do...

It was supposed to be a holiday to clear his mind and revive his career. A chance look through the glass wall of Greaves Estate's underwater ballroom has Lucien Quinn racing against the clock to save a woman from drowning in the sea. But it's she who rescues him after he capsizes his boat in his mad rush, and she isn't only a woman. Calla is a mermaid, exiled from her people and recently escaped from a scientist's laboratory of horrors. Struggling to overcome his own demons, Lucien welcomes Calla's friendship and offers her a place to hide. Except not all demons are grief or loneliness. Some are human, and they have Lucien and Calla squarely in their sights.

Dead men tell tales when the right person is asking questions, as private detective and necromancer Merritt Sloan knows all too well. When he's hired to investigate the death of one of the richest patent medicine peddlers in England, he assumes it will be an open and shut case: he was murdered for his money. All Merritt has to do is summon the dead man's spirit and find out who did it. Unfortunately, the spirit is nowhere to be found. While Ivy Thaddeus didn't enter her marriage for love, she certainly had nothing to do with her husband's death. Her stepson hiring a detective to prove she killed him for his estate is a waste of time and money, not to mention an unneeded distraction to a widow still in mourning. With personal and professional lines blurring between them, Merritt and Ivy must work together to find out who killed her husband and stole his soul. Because whoever did it isn't finished, and Ivy is next.