Always a matchmaker, never a match . . .

Olivia Huang Christenson is excited-slash-terrified to be taking over her grandmother’s matchmaking business. But when she learns that a new dating app has made her Pó Po’s traditional Chinese zodiac approach all about “animal attraction,” her emotions skew more toward furious-slash-outraged. Especially when L.A.’s most-eligible bachelor Bennett O’Brien is behind the app that could destroy her family’s legacy . . .

Liv knows better than to fall for any guy, let alone an infuriatingly handsome one who believes that traditions are meant to be broken. As the two businesses go head to head, Bennett and Liv make a deal: they’ll find a match for each other—and whoever falls in love loses. But Liv is dealing with someone who’s already adept at stealing business ideas . . . So what’s stopping him from stealing her heart too?

You’ll never look at the moon the same again. Or a cocktail bun. Or a Swiss roll, for that matter.

Just head straight to Chinatown, find a local Asian bakery, load up your tray, and wait for your own meet-cute to unfold. Magical things happen in bakeries—and no one knows this more than Lunar Love’s heroine, Olivia Huang Christenson, a stubborn, mixed race Chinese American matchmaker.

When it comes to love and matchmaking for her clients, Olivia’s principles and business are guided by the Chinese Zodiac, which she learned all the ins and outs of from her grandmother. Why bet against something that’s been around for 2000+ years? Enter Bennett O’Brien, a tech CEO of a new dating app also based on the zodiac, who actually would like to make some minor adjustments . . . In fact, he’s got an algorithm or two (with a side of charming banter).

The push and pull romance between Olivia and Bennett will leave you feeling like you’re the best friend who just wants to tell them to shut up and kiss already. It’s the type of impatience that’ll make you eat a bun fresh from the oven, even when you know it’ll burn you. Because sometimes the risk is worth it.

Lunar Love will leave you seeking out rats and snakes when it comes to love (and yes, please take that out of context). After all, animals can’t ghost you, can they?