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What happens at the winter resort should stay at the winter resort—unless your mystery man turns out to be a ridiculously hot doctor with a kid and a tragic past. Contains mature themes...

I used to be the darling of Sparkwood. Until the day they arrested my husband. Now I'm a cautionary tale. An outcast. A pariah. The monster's wife. I used to dream big in this little town. Now my only goal is making it through the day intact. Then Eddie Landry walks into my world. He's ten years...

Zane is the last single man standing at Black Lotus Tattoo Studio—and he's not looking to fall in love. While on tour, he meets a gorgeous, talented tattoo artist and thinks maybe he's finally found what he's been missing. But when he returns home to Sparkwood, he crosses paths with someone...

Falling for your best friend was never part of the plan—especially when he's the world's most wanted man. Lexi McMillan swore she was done with heartbreakers. Tall, tattooed, and devastatingly charming, Samuel Bernard is exactly the kind of man she's avoided her whole life. Especially since he...

I came in for coffee and left with a fiancée. Let me back up. First, I got coffee. Then Mina kissed me. And damn—turns out the woman kisses like she means it. Then she dropped a bigger bomb: she needs me to pretend to be her doting fiancé. Something about her aunt's dance studio and a weird...

I believe in love. Or I did until my husband died. Now, I believe in surviving this world without him. I have a plan mapped out for the rest of my life, and it doesn’t involve a man. I’ve been down that road, and I’m not willing to risk my heart again. Not even for the devastatingly handsome and charming Dr. Keegan Russo, who also happens to be one hell of a kisser. My head has plans, but what happens when my heart can’t say no?

Greer always dreamed she'd have a life filled with love, laughter, and her own Prince Charming. But life showed her, time and again, that fairytale endings only exist in the movies. Or do they? When Greer flies to Vegas for her brother's wedding, she's reunited with Ryder Gray, the one man she ever dared to believe in. But after he ghosted her eight years earlier, she learned the hard way that Ryder is no different from the rest of them. Or is he?

What do you get when you mix a dive bar, a worn velvet couch, and a discussion about goats? The night I met Owen, obviously. I sought out my private nook in Wicked Chucks, looking for a good view of the band. Instead, I got a front-row seat to the most delicious man I've ever seen. He’s everything I never knew existed, but being with him means breaking my own rules. I didn't invent the rules, but I play by them. Now, I have a man who wants to toss out my rule book and create a new one. Together.

I have a very big problem...in the form of one very petite woman. Don't get me wrong. I adore women, and if you ask any female in Sparkwood, you'll learn the feeling is mutual. With one tiny exception. Oriana Thorne is a literal thorn in my side—a plucky, infuriatingly gorgeous, pain in the rear who rents the store next to mine.

Chloe My holiday plans never included a funeral, or the grizzly bear in a suit scowling at me throughout the service, but here I am. Turns out the grizzly is named Aidan, and he's actually a big softie beneath his shaggy beard. A big softie with rock hard abs. He's fun, flirty, and dangerously...

I've been second best before, and I refuse to play that role again. Walking away from the man I love is the hardest thing I've ever done. But just when I think I've found my footing, life throws me a twist I never saw coming. Now, I have a secret, too—one that could bring us back together...or tear us apart forever.

My world ended 614 days ago. But who's counting? I had a perfect life once. A love that felt like destiny. Until cancer stole Charlie from me—and grief became my only companion. I thought I'd given up on hope. Until I decided to fight for the dream Charlie and I never got to finish. A baby. A future. A chance to carry part of him forward.