Love isn’t logical. It’s explosive.

Danny Lecker hunts happily-ever-afters for a living—armed with power armor, a rocket launcher she really shouldn’t use, and a hopelessly romantic heart she absolutely can’t help. When a gilded aristocrat named Pim hires her to find Bart, the love of her life, Danny expects a high-society runaway with a perfect jawline. What she gets is a city of smugglers, a warehouse full of plushies, a furious planetary commandant, and a chase that careens from velvet drawing rooms to dingy alleys—plus an unexpected truth about Bart that detonates every assumption in Danny’s playbook. Also, Pim stows away. Also, there’s raspberry ice fizzy. Cases of it.

First in the Hand Hunters series, Pim’s Peculiar Passion fires off a rollicking, feel-good space caper where the stakes are hearts and the ammo is hope. Danny’s got rent due, a hole in her ship’s air exchanger (don’t ask), and a grief she won’t admit still keeps her up at night—but when love calls, she answers, even if her client can’t reach the top shelf without help. Together with Freddie—the laziest neat-freak in the galaxy—Danny barrels through black-market bazaars, bureaucratic minefields, and one very over-secured warehouse, proving that true love may be messy, misguided, and sometimes incredibly fuzzy…but it’s always worth the hunt.

If you like irreverent space romps with sharp banter, high-velocity hijinks, and a big beating heart, buckle in. Pim’s Peculiar Passion will leave you laughing, tearing up, and texting your bestie about the plot twist you did not see coming.

Perfect for fans of Becky Chambers, Martha Wells, and T. Kingfisher.