She sells sex toys by night. She hits an elf with her car. Now she's on trial in a world where sarcasm's a crime—and sexy elves are real.

Jane Drysdale is doing fine. She's got a steady day job, a spicy side hustle, and a firm grip on reality—until she accidentally flattens a talking bunny.

Turns out, it was an elf in disguise. And now Jane's facing charges in Lowth, a magical realm with rules she doesn't understand and creatures she definitely didn't see coming.

Her only hope? Charlie Whelphite—half-elf, half-fairy, all hot mess. He's got wings he's not allowed to show, secrets he won't share, and a weakness for mortal women with sharp tongues.

Together, they'll battle killer elves, wild rapids, and inconvenient chemistry. But in Lowth, nothing is what it seems—and falling for your lawyer might be the most dangerous move of all.

If you like magical mishaps, slow-burn steam, and heroines who never shut up—this one's for you.