My new
next-door neighbor seems to have everything figured out. Small town golden boy?
Check. Single dad extraordinaire? Check. Hot baker forearms? I didn’t notice
them, I swear.
I, on the other hand, don’t–at all–have anything figured out.
Trust me, I didn’t think taking over my mom’s dream bed and breakfast in Copper
Run Vermont was going to be easy. It should be a good place to heal after my
divorce. But apparently my scones belong in the garbage with my small talk
skills. As pointed out by none other than Cliff.
Cliff is inescapable. He knows exactly what people need–always. His charm, the
way he wears flannel, and even his pastries, make not wanting to be friends
with Cliff and his daughters pretty hard.
Friends? I can make friends. That’s safe.
Except I’m leaving in three months to pass the inn off to my little sister and
get the promotion in Seattle I’ve been working towards.
So ask me why I’m thinking about kissing my hot neighbor.
Love's a Witch
Charmed meets The Pumpkin Spice
Café in this cozy romantasy from New York Times bestselling
author Tricia O’Malley.
She’s hexed. He’s vexed. And for Scotland’s most magical small-town, their
feud might just spell disaster.
Sloane MacGregor swore she’d never return to Briarhaven, but with her
twenty-fifth birthday looming—the day witches come into their magic—her
grandmother summons her and her sisters back for one tiny task: break the
centuries-old curse haunting their bloodline.
Knox Douglas, Briarhaven’s grumpy mayor, has worked tirelessly to make his town
a haven for magical folk. The last thing he needs is a cursed MacGregor
wreaking havoc. It doesn’t matter he once crushed on her. For the sake of
Briarhaven, Sloane has to go.
But magic has other plans—and in Briarhaven, love really is a
witch.
"If
we do this again, it won’t stop at kissing.” It was a dark promise...
Beckett Pierce is the most eligible bachelor in the nosiest small town in
upstate New York. But after his last girlfriend handcuffed herself to his porch
and set his welcome mat on fire, he's not looking for any more romance.
Even if it lands right in his backyard. And has miles of red hair.
Gianna Decker has her hands full--no, overflowing--with problems. With two
kids, a useless ex, and a brand new yoga studio, the last thing on her mind is
finding a man who'll cause her more problems.
Making out with her broody landlord? Yeah, that would be a problem. Lusting
after the sexy mayor of the town she just moved to? Definitely a problem.
Dating the “favorite” son of her father's new lady friend? It seems like
Beckett is a bad idea just waiting to happen.
But he's a bad idea she can’t seem to resist.
As Beckett and Gianna find themselves thrown together again and again, they
can't help but fall into the temptation of sizzling stolen kisses, of a desire
so hot it brands. And soon they're much, much closer than they ever wanted.
Tempers flare when their families complicate things and the interfering
citizens of Blue Moon Bend step in with their special brand of chaos.
Can Beckett and Gianna manage to disentangle themselves before it’s too late?
Or is the temptation too much for either of them to deny?
Before
Logan Barnes was hockey’s hottest bad boy, he was my brother’s best friend …
and my first crush. Oh, yeah—and the guy who ghosted me and broke my teenage
heart.
Now Logan is back in Harvest Hollow, but not willingly. Recovering from an
injury (and some bad press), he’s stuck playing for our minor league team.
Which means I’ll be working with him almost daily.
As the hockey team's social media manager, it’s my job to wrangle all the guys
into filming TikTok trending videos. But Logan doesn’t want to be wrangled.
Turns out … neither does my heart.
Because my old crush never died.
And when Logan becomes my accidental fake boyfriend, those old feelings flare
hot enough to melt the ice.
But this is all totally one-sided. Totally fake. Isn't it?
No matter what signals he seems to be giving me or how real things start to
feel, I know Logan’s not home for good.
I survived Logan leaving me once. But this time, I’m not so sure my heart will
recover…
