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Owen Manning has perfected the art of keeping his distance. His passion is limited to intellectual pursuits and running his internationally renowned engineering firm in Alaska. Ivy is his newest recruit - brilliant and beautiful, she takes his breath away and tempts him beyond reason. Considering that reason and intellect are what drive his life, losing control isn’t something he does. Ever.

Jessa Hamilton has nowhere else to go. So she's packed up her little blue truck and driven to Alaska, seeking refuge at Last Frontier Lodge, where at least she has family on which she can count. A fender bender lands her in the path of Eli Brooks, a man of pure, well, manliness. Rugged and handsome with a smile that sends sparks flying through her, Jessa has no idea what to do with the way Eli makes her feel. While Jessa tries to put the pieces of her life together, a surprise from the past forces Eli to question just how much running from the past has gotten him.

At 30, Ginger Sanders has already been married and divorced. Busy making sure all her friends find love, she's completely thrown off guard when she falls at the feet of a ski god - literally. Cam Nash is the ski god in question - a man of near physical perfection. Cam took a job at Last Frontier Lodge in the wilds of Alaska to escape the painful memories of his brother's death. Skiing has always helped clear his mind, so he's hoping he can ski enough to forget. The last thing on his mind is a relationship of any kind. Until Ginger takes a tumble in the snow and lands at his feet.

Problem: My ex is marrying my ex-bestie. Plan A: Burn the church down? Plan B: Fake marry my friend. I haven't seen Archer since fifth grade, but when he shows up in our tiny hometown and offers me a ring, I don't ask too many questions. It's a win-win: I get to save face, and I'm not about to turn down the chance to one-up my ex. All Archer has to do is sell the lie when my ex and his blushing bride roll into town. Easy. Except now I'm fake-married to a ridiculously hot guy who has his own reasons for needing a wife.

I've been half in love with Kendall Castille for years. She's my best friend—my constant, my safe person. To her, we're just friends. To me? She's everything. I keep my feelings buried for a reason. Love leaves scars, and I already have too many to count. I've lost too much to risk my heart again, so I build walls and pretend I don't want more. Until something changes, and everything starts to unravel. Suddenly, friendship isn't enough. The chemistry between us turns unbearable, and every moment together feels like standing on the edge of something that could either save us—or break us.

Take One: I met Parker Reeves when I was seventeen. We shared a few unforgettable hours, but I told so many lies he doesn't recognize me the next time we meet. Take Two: A decade later, I'm the definition of a hot mess—soaking wet, stranded, and pulled from the ocean by none other than Parker. He's all rugged hero, firefighter instincts on full blast, and the kind of grumpy that's unfairly attractive.

If there’s a contest for two people who don’t belong together, Jasper and I would definitely win. Jasper’s tall, dark, and waaaay too handsome to be on my farm. He’s an uptight British big-shot, and my goat got mud all over him only minutes after he showed up. It’s safe to say we didn’t get off to the best start. To make matters complicated, Jasper owns half of my farm. I’m broke, he’s dripping with money, and I hate him on sight.

Sometimes when you stumble and fall, you discover who’s there to catch you. Lacey Adams runs at life full bore. She’s a tomboy of the highest order and doesn’t think twice about striding deep into the wilds of Alaska to lead backcountry hikes. She lives and breathes independence and doesn’t rely on anyone. Until life throws her a curveball, and she falls right into the arms of Quinn Haynes.

When the grumpy firefighter falls for the sunshine girl who turns his world upside down . . . Elsa Whitney walks into my life like she owns the sun, all warmth and light, and shatters the quiet I've been clinging to. Not that I can blame her. She's impossible to ignore. And somehow, I'm the...

I'm falling in love with a firefighter, and I'm pregnant. Big problem: It's not his baby. When I met Griffin Cannon, I fainted. He saved me from face-planting into the gravel. He's the rescue-y, protective type, which fits seeing as he's a hotshot firefighter.

I made a deal with Harley Jackson. We'd burn that fire between us to ashes with a few nights between the sheets. Friends with benefits, but with a time limit. It turned out to be colossally stupid. A few nights together only made the fire burn hotter. I was never supposed to fall for her.

Dani Love is the girl who got away. Actually, she dumped me. Not exactly a stroke to my ego. When I move back home, Dani is just as much everything as she was before. Maybe even more. Snappy and smart with an attitude for days. I want her, even if it's stupid. Dani can't decide if it's better to ignore me, or fight with me. I'll fight and win. She just doesn't see it coming yet.

My rules: No players. No flirts. No cocky jerks. My exception: Dawson Marsh. Dawson might be every girl's crush in this small town, but not mine. I can appreciate him from a distance, and that suits me fine. Except that one time he kissed me. Up close and personal. Once is a mistake. But the second time? Sublime. The man should come with some kind of a warning sign: Not safe for work! Hot to the touch! But what kind of girl can't handle a little friends with benefits action, right? The one who missed the most important warning: Danger, risk of falling.

It was supposed to be simple. One night with no strings. I had just gotten the worst news of my life and wanted to forget everything. The broody firefighter was perfect. Our night together was so hot, I forgot everything but the rules. I never expected to get pregnant. It was supposed to be impossible. All I knew was his name and the small town where I found him.

True story: Jack Hamilton gave me a black eye when we met. He didn't throw a punch, but he did open a door right into my face. On the same day I was a bridesmaid in my brother's wedding. My head spun when I took a good look at him. Maybe it was running full-force into a door, but maybe it's because he's melt-your-panties H-O-T. Oh, and he's a hotshot firefighter. But I don't date, and I don't ever intend to fall in love. It's all so simple. Until the chemistry that's hot enough to melt me nearly does. Maybe Jack can help with that, what with the whole firefighting thing.

Just how wrong is it to want my best friend's little sister? And, how do you fix a broken heart? This inquiring mind wants to know. It probably doesn't matter though because Nora hates me. If you ever wondered, it is possible to live and work with someone in a small town and not speak to said person for months. That's how long Nora ignores me after I tell her commitment isn't for me. I didn't know I was already in love with her. I didn't know I was breaking my own heart by telling myself it was too complicated to fall for my best friend's sister.

It all started when the curtains caught on fire at a funeral. Actually, it all started seven years ago in college. Rowan Cole was that guy—the one I couldn't forget. We'd once been best friends. Maybe more. We almost had it all. I've spent years trying to forget him and the tragic night that tore us apart. As bad luck would have it, he's the firefighter who shows up to rescue me from the church I almost set on fire. Speaking of flames and melting, Rowan still has the ability to set me on fire. Just by existing. 

The list of nevers when it comes to Quinn Blackthorne is long. I never looked at her like that. I never noticed how delectable she is. I never kissed her. I never even wanted to kiss her. We've never crossed that line. She's my best friend. Just my friend. Until I want so much more. I just might want everything with her.

The whole mess starts when I get dumped at the airport. Dylan is my brother's best friend, and the last guy I want to run into when my pride's been kicked. But I need a plan and fast. One bad decision leads to the next and we're trapped in a hotel for a romantic holiday weekend when we get snowed in. For days. It's cold. Dylan is H-O-T. It's a game of willpower and I'm losing.

It all started when my cat needed something expressed. Do I have to explain? That's when Farrah Taylor walked into my life, a fantasy spun true. Aside from stealing my breath, she handled the awkward situation with aplomb. Turns out she's my neighbor, and my grumpy cat has a crush on her. He's not the only one. Neighbors with benefits is the perfect option. I don't have time for romance. Until I want more. Until just being neighbors isn't enough.