Blaire Monroe is the only woman I’ve ever loved, and the only one I’ve let break my heart.It’s been ten years since she ran from this town, chasing a life that didn’t include the cowboy next door who blurred the line between best friend and something more.Now she’s back.Fresh off a busted engagement and hiding out on her grandmother’s crumbling strawberry farm like the past never happened.Like she doesn’t still linger in every part of me I’ve spent years trying to erase.But Blaire isn’t the kind of girl you forget.She’s reckless, untamed, and impossible to hold without getting scorched.We collide the second we’re in the same room.Too much heat. Too much history. Not nearly enough distance.The tension crackles, the pull is impossible, and before long, we’re right back where we swore we’d never be—pressed against the wall, her hands in my hair, my mouth on hers like I’ve been starving for a decade.I tell myself I can handle it.But the truth is, this cowboy was never meant for casual.Not with her. And sure as hell not again.

Imagine being snowed in with four hot successful men. P.S. they've all played the hero in too many of your naughtiest dreams. Problem is, you work for them, and that makes them off-limits. Except now they're looking at you like you're Santa's cookies. And they definitely want to take a bite. Talk about making you reconsider your life choices. These four are aiming for Santa's naughty list, and I'm pretty sure I'm getting: Jace Reed Alec ...and Cole for Christmas. It might've started as a decorating job. But it ended Tangled in Tinsel.

Nine years to fall in love. Eight nights to learn the truth. One chance to rewrite the past. Ellie Klein fled Vermont after graduating high school, and she hasn’t been back since. Not to see her overbearing parents nor her distant brother, not even to visit her temperamental cat and beloved dog. And most importantly, she hasn’t been back to see Theo Fox. Her first love and brother’s best friend has been but a distant and painful memory for the last seven years. When Ellie’s travel site lands her back where it all began, her goal is to get in and out without seeing anyone from before. But life has other plans when she’s caught in a blizzard that leaves her seeking refuge in a cabin owned by none other than the infamous Theo. Theo Fox has been winning collegiate hockey and NHL championships since Ellie disappeared, but all he really wants is a second chance with the woman he can’t stop loving. When she shows up unannounced in Vermont, he’s determined to find out why she left and never returned. And if he has a little magic on his side, how to get her back. Told over the course of nine Christmas Eves and eight nights of Hanukkah, A Little Magic is a cozy, nostalgic story of young love, finding your voice, and the complexities of what it means to be a family.

They say to keep your friends close and your enemies closer... but what are the rules for resisting your hot fake fiancé? Getting evicted right before the holidays wasn't on Leighton's Christmas list. Rather than inconvenience any of her blissfully happy friends or run home to her family in *gasp* Ohio, she turns to her last Los Angeles' newest soccer coach and her boss' best friend, Killian. From his sunny disposition to his infuriatingly good looks, Killian's got a knack for pressing all of her buttons. Well, almost all of them. So, why can't she stop thinking about unwrapping his package? Killian only has one Christmas to finally make Leighton Wheatley his. He's been harboring feelings for the buxom babe for almost a year, but between his anxiety, her prickly attitude, and I-10 rush hour traffic, something always seems to get in the way. But now they're staying under the same roof - during the most romantic time of year - and he's finally got the opportunity he's been hoping for. That is until her family pays them a surprise visit for the holidays. Suddenly, he's being upgraded from roommate to fake fiancé... and much to Leighton's surprise, there's nothing fake about his feelings. As it turns out, Christmas isn't the only one coming fast this year. Venice Actually is a low-angst, high-heat holiday romance novella. This book features a British, golden retriever hero with Ted Lasso energy and Roy Kent f*ckability, a mid-size, pansexual sass queen with a thing for knitting, baking as a love language, sexy times on the soccer field, sexy times in the shower, and (naturally) sexy times while watching Murder She Wrote. Content Warnings: For adult readers only due to explicit (consensual) sexual content, recreational drug use, anxiety rep, PCOS rep, menstruation, generational trauma, and discussions about the death of a parent.

A new winter holiday, enemies-to-lovers romance, from the undeniably funny and always spicy, USA Today bestselling author, Meghan Quinn. Living in a year around Christmas town has it's drawbacks. The caroling, the decorations, the insanely cheery spirit, it never disappears. It's why I like to hibernate away in my cave--I mean house--keeping a healthy distance from the holly jolly spirits. And all was going according to plan until my nemesis, Storee Taylor, moved in next door to care for her Aunt Cindy. Without blinking, she turned my simple world into a real nightmare-before-Christmas, especially when she decided to enter the town Christmas Kringle contest - which she was determine to win. Well guess what? Over my cold-hearted body. There was no way I was going to let her win, not after the history we'd shared. So despite my promise to myself of never participating in the sickening Christmas season, I entered the competition as well. That's right, I planned on beating Storee at her own game by pretending this grump’s heart grew three sizes this season. And it was working until feelings between us started heating up. We pretended to date. We kissed. And well, sparks flew from there. Which led to one explosive night involving Christmas lights, the competition, and a ladder. Don't let me convince you who stole Christmas, I think you need to find out for yourself . . .