Fawn ONE MONTH LATER “Thoughts?” Roscoe asks, arching an eyebrow, his big arms wrapped possessively around Ginger. Bodie arches his eyebrow as we walk hand-in-hand through the meadow in the golden light of late afternoon. The towering, electric blue Alpha Ridge Mountains loom in the distance, snow-capped despite the August heat. And the meadow is enveloped on all sides by pristine, verdant woods. No backwoods cabins and trailers loom menacingly in the distance. No nosy neighbors and their spying grandsons wait to disclose my whereabouts. I could have peace here in this place. “The views are stunning,” I state the obvious. “And it feels safe and comfortable.” The mountain man…

Stella Five Years Later Dante and I walk hand in hand up the big stairs into Tennessee Smooth Distillery to visit his daddy. The four-year-old holds a drawing he made in preschool that he insisted Daddy see as soon as possible. Since the fire, Colton and I have worked hard to rebuild our business and carve out a name for ourselves in Whiskey Flames Hollow, regardless of what the powers that be want. Fortunately, our firm grasp of technology and the internet have made getting back on our feet and expanding our footprint far easier than we initially anticipated. Especially after learning that Colton’s cousins in Pennsylvania continue to distill…

Reese Six Months Later “It’s stunning! Beautiful!” Esmeralda’s grandpa exclaims, leaning closer to the glass of the museum exhibit. Getting him to Mexico City with his health conditions was no easy task, but now I know it was well worth it by the excitement dancing in his voice.  Esmeralda giggles. “That’s our treasure, Grandpa, and the map led us right to it. You were right.” The old man wipes tears from his cheeks, his eyes so wide they look like they’re going to pop out of his head. “And yet, I can already feel what you said. In its presence, there’s something sinister, dark. A glittering, incredible, mind-numbing curse.” Esmeralda…

Aspen Five Months Later I awaken slowly, wrapped in the warmth and security of Axel’s arms. His firm, muscular body is relaxed behind me still lost in sleep. I snuggle back into him, enjoying the feel of his firm morning wood pressed tightly against my ass. A low growl rumbles through his chest as he pulls me closer, whispering, “Morning, Tiger, how’d you sleep?” “Okay, once I finally found a position that didn’t make my back hurt.” “Did the body pillow help?” my cowboy mountain man asks lazily behind me, bringing his hand to palm my growing stomach. I’m five months pregnant with our first baby together, and I had…

Love at First Revenge: A Cowboy Bounty Hunter / Curvy Girl Romance She’s after revenge. I’m after her heart. In this game of cat and mouse, winner takes all… Bowie After rushing into a fray that isn’t hers, to give me a fighting chance, I first lay eyes on the stunning, curvy Ji-su Park. I know nothing about the paralegal-turned-whistleblower, but it’s clear she’s got my six … and my heart. She’s unlike any woman I’ve ever met. An elusive, mysterious justice-seeker, driven by a rage she refuses to name. Every thought, every action brings her one step closer to the vengeance she seeks. Only one thing stands in her…

Ridge Three Months Later “And now,” I whisper in a stealthy voice. “We approach the deadliest, most dangerous animal in the Sierra Nevada backwoods. If this creature is carelessly disturbed, it’ll lash out and has been known to tear grown men limb from limb. But I have a secret weapon. I know the creature’s kryptonite.” I lower my voice dramatically at the end.  I enter the zipped up navy blue tent quietly, my phone in one hand filming and my other hand holding a mug of steaming black coffee, freshly brewed in my French press.  “Oh, Ducky, are you ready for coffee yet?” I ask, looking towards the form buried…

Love at First Secret: A Cowboy Mountain Man / Curvy Girl Romance Desire and temptation abound in the space between elusive secrets and undeniable need… Aspen Inveterate single girl and wedding planner, I’m happy to climb the industry ladder, eschewing love for success. But one man both tempts and eludes me: Axel St. Claire. A rugged mountain man and brewmaster, he lives in Rough & Ready Country with his foster brothers and dad. After matching on the Mountain Mates dating site, we correspond via phone calls and email. The man’s charming, good-looking, and everything I want in a guy. But he’s also frustratingly closed-off and secretive—two red flags that make…

Ginger FIVE YEARS LATER “Daddy, you’ll burn your tongue! The tea is hot!” Louise scolds, gasping at Roscoe. The burly mountain man with burnished gold hair sits cross-legged, patiently playing with our five-year-old daughter in the front yard of our expansive cabin. The cabin has undergone a transformation over the past few years, making room for our growing family.  Our oldest child, Louise, loves nothing more than staging afternoon teas that would put royalty to shame with her long list of rules and expectations.  Roscoe pretends to blow ineptly on the imaginary liquid in his cup, exaggerating his attempts until Louise giggles and covers her mouth with both hands. Daddy…

Curves for the Mountain Man Worlds collide, hearts ignite, and a rescue fraught with peril forces a wounded, ex-military, mountain man to envision a life beyond his reclusive existence… I have nothing to give the irresistibly curvy woman who crosses my path and invades my heart and soul. I’m a shell of a man… Racked by PTSD and debilitating injuries that run far deeper than the scars visible on my body. It’s why I retreated into the woods…to spare those around me the pain of my broken existence. But the deliciously sensual, surprisingly innocent teacher I rescue has other plans…plans that include lessons about love and forgiveness that I’ll never forget. The…