An escape artist plunges into the icy waters of Montreal’s St. Lawrence River, chained and nailed into a coffin—and never breaks free.
After they dredge him from the waves, Dr. Hope Sze resuscitates him, saving his life. When he regains consciousness, but not his memory of the event, he hires Hope to deduce who sabotaged his act. Even as she probes the case, and the strange world of magic and illusion, she must confront her own fears of death on the palliative care ward—and tackle the two toothsome men who can’t wait for her to choose between them.

A mother who burns for justice. The doctor who can’t say no. And the killer who lies in wait.

"Melissa Yi has truly found her niche with the Hope Sze mystery series. Drawing on her personal experiences in the ER in Canada, Melissa has created medical thrillers that shine with authenticity and are impossible to put down. Code Blues provides the perfect introduction to a world we often experience, but rarely understand."--Kris Nelscott, Edgar and Shamus Award-nominated author

When Oona's husband asks for an open marriage, she kicks him to the curb and makes a list.
A list of the guys not taken. The first guy she really loved. The guy who morphed into Dr. McDreamy. And the smokin' yoga teacher with abs of titanium.
The List of all the guys she coulda-woulda-shoulda.
Now Oona can. She will. And she should.
The List. Because a few good men are the best revenge.

Montreal.
The gourmet capital of North America, where you don’t have to pay big bucks for the best eats.
The city of beautiful women and men, where you can buy eco-conscious fashion by local designers, if not for a song, then sometimes for a shockingly good price.
The endless fun of festivals, clubs, dancing on a mountain, or chilling out to yoga.
And oh yes, ze French. Beauty and joie de vivre in a gorgeous package.
So come discover Montréal, where the prices are low and the fun factor soars.

Wolf ice killed Leila's best friend. And now it's stealing Leila's self-control. A new werewolf bait drives her straight into the arms (and on to other anatomical parts) of her sizzling ex-boyfriend while other wers battle for their survival. Can she fight past the lust in order to save her species?

Do you seethe with envy? Do you turn such a vibrant shade of green, staring at your friend's award-winning, New York Times bestselling books, that you kind of look like...broccoli?
Yeah. Me too.
Comparing yourself with other writers feels like comparing apples and broccoli.
Guess what? Apples taste pretty sweet. Everyone likes them. Apples seem like the cheerleaders who walk off with the quarterback every time, while you push your glasses up your broccoli nose, scribble poetry in your broccoli diary, and listen to your broccoli parents scream at each other.
Eesh.
This bite-sized book tells you how I kicked envy to the moon—well, not the moon. Okay. The front porch. Using my muscular yet shapely broccoli legs, I kicked envy to the porch so I could write my own work.
I became a rat with an island.
Are you more confused than envious now? Super. Consider my job half done. Complete my mission by buying this short yet sweet, broccoli-positive, rat-friendly book, so you, too, can annihilate envy, write your broccoli sonnets, and sing your broccoli songs forevermore.

When love is too delicious to resist.

Hans Christian Andersen wrote about a girl who would have danced herself to death in a pair of magical red shoes if an executioner had not chopped her feet off. Have you ever wondered what happened to the shoes (and the feet) thereafter?

When magical creatures need a cure, they journey to the Wizard's Hospital.

On a sweltering day in July, a pair of red shoes dance in the tower of the Wizard's Hospital. Leah Chang, the wizard's apprentice, brings the shoes to audition for the Royal Academy of Magical Ballet.

Chaos ensues.

When my father--the smart, strong, mostly silent type--got diagnosed with a brain tumor a few months after his 56th birthday, I figured we'd ended up with the worst Christmas present ever. Instead, he and my infant son taught me the most important Christmas lesson of all.

An inspirational tale originally published in a Chicken Soup for the Soul book.

One belly dancing class.

Every Monday, on penalty of death or cheesecake.

Kate Zhao, the corporate lawyer, worries mostly about her billable hours and Asian no-ass syndrome...until she gets bushwhacked by a friend request on Facebook. Her best friend/first lover dumped her at age 17, but now that he's all grown up, he wants to make it up to her.

Hailey St. Laurent, the über-mother of an infant girl, barely makes time for their belly dancing class, until she figures out that she loves it more than her husband.

Gavriella Schumacher, the sassy Jewish engineer, picks up a guy who turns down the fornication. Is he crazy, or does she smell that bad?

Dancing Through the Chaos.
Sex. City. And a little bit of rhythm.

When Melanie's mother dumps her at the Little Flower Preparatory College for Girls, Melanie can handle the uniforms and the 6 a.m. wake-up calls. But when the nuns' discipline turns savage and Melanie discovers that the parents have essentially abandoned them, Melanie must save herself and her best friend, even if it means consorting with a vampire.