Humor : top book in the genre

Everyone loves cats. Well, everyone except my boss—who still hired my three furballs to help attract customers to his failing café. And me? I’m basically nobody. Just the official cat wrangler. We’re supposed to save the business, but in reality, my cats are more likely to wreck the place and drive the boss completely mad. Not that it’s hard—he’s arrogant, impossible… and annoyingly attractive.

Rule number one: never play truth-or-dare poker if luck isn’t on your side. Rule number two: never make a bet you can’t follow through on. Herman and Arsen broke both. Now, thanks to one spectacularly bad hand, they have to pretend to be a couple for an entire month. Just for laughs. Just to prove they’re not cowards. There’s only one small problem… They kind of like it. And one more problem. Neither of them is ready to admit it.

My name is Elaine Mortal, and I am one of the first psychologists for non-humans, working at the Witcher Support Service office. Every day I meet various creatures who need my professional help or just a soulful interlocutor. If I didn't have a good sense of humor, I would have been at my colleagues' reception a long time ago. But I am forced to travel through the memories of my clients every day to figure out the causes of their problems. Oh, holy Insania! Give me the strength not to go crazy helping others! Otherwise, I will find you and you will become my personal psychologist.

My name is Soula Silent and I work for the "Witch Courier Service". And it would be nothing, but the crazy goddess decided not to make me happy with a unique gift for necromancy, and now I see spirits! One of whom wants me to meet his grandson - a dragon. Holy Insania, if I see you - I will kill you! So that you too can neither sleep, nor eat, nor live peacefully!

And there I am, in the middle of all the hubbub, among all the guests who have stood up in disbelief. In my wedding dress, for which I'd been in debt for months, with my bouquet still in my hands, and abandoned by the man I love. So stunned that I don't even react to my parents' words. "Martín, he ran away!" my mother shouts, shaking me. Is this my reality? My boyfriend has just run away in the middle of the wedding, holding the hand of the one who is, or rather, "who was," my best friend, and they've left in a taxi as if it were a movie. Am I the unfortunate protagonist of this love story?

Struggling to land a decent job? Endless interviews, terrible bosses... And what if you suddenly find yourself in another world? Medieval, fairies, mages and elves — right before a Grand Royal Bride Festival? Well... anyone need an event planner, by chance? Perfect! “10th Assistant to the Master of Ceremonies” has a nice ring to it. The palace is lively, the food's not bad, and the head of security is pretty charming — despite being a dragon. Only problem? Someone’s trying very hard to ruin the celebration — and pin it all on me! Local magic barely tolerates me (I’m one sneeze away from being tossed into the afterlife), security’s sniffing around like I’m a ticking bomb, and my only friend clearly has secrets... So, what now? Survive. Improvise. And above all — hurry!

Who ever heard of dragons paying taxes, let alone a billionaire dragon? And why does a royal treasurer have to deal with it? If only the queen hadn't spent everything on her fancy pigeons, King Demetrius wouldn't have to collect taxes from dragons.

What happens when paths of people from different social classes intersect? When diverse cultures meet? An ambitious student takes a job as a maid, only to discover her employer is Erim Onur — a confident young Turkish lawyer and businessman. Will their encounter blossom into love? Or perhaps transform into a genuine dramatic Turkish TV series?

What could a student artist and an ambitious head of a construction company have in common? This was the question Sonya kept asking herself, after spending several days drawing portraits of this charismatic Yeti. "What charmed me about her? I just couldn't figure it out," wondered the driven and serious man, whose thoughts were constantly consumed by the talented and spontaneous girl. Humor, summer, love, Odesa...

"P-p-pregnant?" I stammered, my voice shaking like jelly. "Uh-huh," the nurse replied, with a ridiculously cheerful smile considering the bomb she had just dropped on me. "Congratulations, future mom." Congratulations? CONGRATULATIONS!? This isn't a wedding! Or a birthday! Not even a passed exam! This is… the end. Or at least, my end. Hooking up with the school’s bad boy. Once. Well… three times. Okay, four. Doesn't matter. The point is, it was a very bad idea. And now I'm pregnant. By him. And no one can know. Well… you can. But promise me you won’t laugh. Or at least, do it quietly. Because this… this is going to be an adorable disaster.

An illustrator, chaotic, and with a romantic history worthy of a telenovela… or two. Sofía just wanted a peaceful work life, but instead she ends up caught between a mysterious neighbor with a “hiding something” stare and an intense client who thinks singing in cafés is romantic (spoiler: it’s not). But her plans fall apart when, from her new balcony, she witnesses a very suspicious scene on the balcony across the street. A murder? A kidnapping? Or just a weird TikTok dance routine? Between anonymous letters, unjustified jealousy, a mother obsessed with an imaginary boyfriend named “Januel,” and a giant cake with her face on it that literally fell from the sky, Sofía discovers that sometimes love doesn’t come as a fairytale… but as a disaster. Welcome to the chaos. There’s no control.