Welcome to Hell

Lucifer has created his own version of the love boat, which means no one is safe. Not even a witch. My crazy witch of a grandma placed a spell on my locket. A love spell. I don't think so. Which means I'll have to find my cursed necklace and nullify the magic. But first, I apparently have to go on a cruise with Grandma. She's booked a berth on some fancy boat with others like us. You know, the special folk - as in horns, magic, and a bit of fur. No sooner do I park my broom and find my sea-legs when the locket turns up on board -thankfully, not in the possession of the annoying shapeshifter. Oz is hot, but he's not my type. Neither is the pirate whom the locket tries to hook me up with. Or the sea monster who gets it next and tries to drown me. Busy avoiding potential suitors, I find myself hoping the locket will end up in the one place it doesn't belong: In the grasp of the lion who makes me purr.

Watch out for those umbrella drinks. Not even one day at sea, and I find myself the bride of a sea monster. In order to break a curse, I am supposed to marry a sea monster. Considering I only barely tolerate seafood, that isn't going to work for me. Nor will I be guilted into doing it. Why should I wreck my life for a stranger? Instead, I leave on a cruise and get bitch-slapped by fate. The first night aboard, not only do I get wasted, I accidentally wind up married to the multi-armed beast I'd sworn to avoid. Turns out he's not half bad, though, which is why I am trying to find a way to break the curse before he turns into a monster forever.

You can't teach an old demon new tricks, but it's never too late to fall in love. A long time ago, Shax loved a sea witch, but was too dumb to admit it. But this old demon has decided it's time he got a second chance. A cruise through the tropics seems like the perfect place to rekindle things. The problem is, Dorothy isn't about to let him charm his way back into her life. Not when he broke her heart once already. Good thing fate hasn't given up on this pair. With Lucifer meddling, surely things will--Go to Hell first, because come on, this is Lucifer we're talking about. But even he can't stop true love.

A holiday romantic comedy featuring the devil and his newest matchmaking victims. Lucifer sees you when you're sleeping. Spies when you're awake. Knows if you've been nauseatingly good, so try to be bad for the devil's sake. Merry is determined to make Christmas special for her son. He hasn't spoken or smiled since his father died, so she writes a letter hoping for a holiday miracle. Dear Satan… Her unfortunate error ensures her wish ends up in the wrong place. Worse? Satan answers her plea-after telling Santa where he can shove a candy cane. The devil knows just what Merry needs, and he has the perfect demon for the job. Marduke's mission is to deliver a hellhound puppy to a little boy, along with some tips on how to avoid getting eaten. What the devil's kennel master doesn't expect on this emasculating mission of kindness is Merry. A happy, optimistic woman despite all the strife in her life. It's disgusting. Annoying. Tempting? Usually, Marduke is all about destroying hopes and dreams-and letting his dogs pee on people while they're down-but there's something about Merry…