Heart's Cove Hotties

Hilarious, hot, and seriously refreshing. Dirty Little Midlife Crisis is the book you didn't know you needed. Forty-five, recently divorced, and a certified hot mess. The last thing Fiona needs to start her vacation is a flooded hotel room and a broken-down car... Alas, that's what she gets. She's ready to pack it all in and go home-wherever that is-when her knight in a wet T-shirt strides in to save the day. Jaw-dropping, panty-melting Grant Greene takes the "mess" out of "certified hot mess" when he walks up to Fiona and offers her a room to stay. No strings attached. Great, right? It would be, apart from the sparks that immediately start to fly. Sparks are bad. Sparks are dangerous. Sparks can cause a fire. And for a divorcee trying to start over, a fire is Really Bad News. But bad decisions can be fun... right? Just as long as you don't get burned...

Laugh-out-loud funny, with cover-to-cover banter and red-hot heat. Dirty Little Midlife Mess is not your typical fake relationship romance. It's better. Simone owes handsome, broody Wesley Byron a favour, and he's calling it in. He needs a maid. Yes, like the type that cleans a house. Black and white uniform not included (she asked). Except on Simone's first day, she finds herself wrapped up in Wes' muscular arms as he introduces her to his family using the word girlfriend instead of maid. Then he ducks his head and whispers two words against her ear: play along. For a woman who dealt with a difficult man for 11 years (and divorced him), those words are like throwing a lit match into a box of fireworks. She'll play along. She might even have fun with it. And when the explosions start, everyone will enjoy the show....

Holy heat! Dirty Little Midlife Mistake is packed full of the best kind of bad decisions. Candice Viceroy-widow, mother, business owner-isn't supposed to kiss anyone. Especially not Hollywood heartthrob and hunky silver fox, Blake Harding. Not in front of half a dozen cameras and a whole movie set's worth of lights. And not when, for the first time in nearly a decade, she gets certain special tingles in a certain special place. So, Candice does what any normal, rational person would do: She runs away. Literally. One thing she doesn't expect? For Blake Harding-actor, Adonis, ladykiller-to lay chase. That's when Candice finds out she has a very, very big problem on her hand... because when Blake catches her, he isn't planning on letting her go.

Sizzling-hot and seriously funny. Who said your forties couldn't be both? Katrina Viceroy is a recently divorced mother of two, and the proud new owner of a flat tire... until leather-clad motorcycle hottie, Mac Blair, arrives to save the day. Mac is the exact opposite of Trina's ex-husband. He's got bad boy etched into every line of his muscular body, for one. Not to mention that gravelly, deep voice he uses to order her around. Things like, "Swing that pretty leg over my bike," and "Hold on tight," and, "Here's my number; call me." When he's got her frazzled and panting, Mac just...rides off. Honestly, the nerve! Apropos nothing, does anyone have a phone she can borrow? The old Trina would have ignored the phone number burning a hole in her pocket, but the new and improved (read: divorced) Trina? She's calling. Even if it ends up being a total disaster. Spoiler alert: it most certainly does.

Jennifer Newbank knows success. She's a talented baker with a celebrated new book. She's forty-seven, self-assured, and finally hitting her stride. Opportunities abound, like the upcoming televised baking competition that could rocket her career into the stratosphere. Jen is going to win, open her own bakery, and live happily ever after...all by herself. All she needs to do is follow the plan, win the trophy, and ride off into the sunset. Easy. As. Pie. ...Until Jen discovers that her partner in the competition is the one man who turns her inside out. She hasn't seen Fallon in six months, but he shows up looking burly and brawny and good enough to eat. The problem? Fallon and Jen have history. Tangled history. Complicated history. History that does not need to be aired on national television. But when the cameras turn off for the night, all those tangles and complications seem like distant memories. One little kiss couldn't hurt...could it?

Lily has a secret, and it's about to come out. This forty-year-old free spirit will tell her family, deal with the fallout, and move on with her life. Everything will work out just fine. Within a year, she'll be back to normal. Then she meets Rudy. Handsome, charming, roguish Rudy. The man who drifts through life with a smile on his lips and makes her mind spiral into places that should be locked away. He wants a date, and who is Lily to resist? This might be her last chance to enjoy herself. Her last chance to feel whole, womanly, desired. One little date won't hurt, as long as the two of them follow the golden rule: Keep It Casual. Because Lily's secrets are about to be exposed, and Rudy won't want to be anywhere near when the implosion happens.

A hot, hilarious fresh start! Nora's forties begin with a bang…or rather, a crash.What's worse than bumping into a parked motorcycle and tipping it over?Easy. It's bumping into a motorcycle, tipping it over, and sending it crashing into an entire row of bikes like horrible, slow-motion dominos.What's even worse than that?Nora knows the answer. It's when the first motorcycle in the row belongs to the hottest man in a hundred-mile radius, and he watches the whole thing happen.Lee Blair looks like he wants to pop her head off her shoulders like a champagne cork.Saying "oopsie daisy" doesn't calm him down. Go figure.Safe to say, Nora's not having a great day.Her fresh start isn't exactly going to plan.When she gets the bill for her mistake, she nearly breaks down.In order to pay it off, she'll have to move back in with her mother and beg for her old job back.It's every forty-one-year-old woman's dream…not.Until Lee offers her a solution.He'll take on the debt and let her pay it off over time…if she agrees to work for him.

Georgia wants a fresh start, and that doesn't include the handsome cowboy from her past. But Sebastian is in town now, and he has no intention of leaving until he gets what he wants...

Single mom Mia has a problem. Her new landlord Des just raised her rent, and even in her dreams, Mia wouldn't be able to afford it. Not that she'd want to dream of Des. Ever. To make matters worse, Des is big, grumpy, and apparently his heart is made of granite. He's not willing to meet Mia in any sort of middle. Suffice it to say, Mia's forties aren't off to a good start. Until. A blind date turns to disaster, because that funny, charming guy she's been talking to? Yeah. That's Des. And he has a proposition for her… One little fake date–a cheeky weekend away to go to his family reunion–and Mia's rent troubles will disappear. But as she gets to know Des, feelings start to grow. Could something fake turn real–or is true love just a fantasy?

Everyone in Heart's Cove knows Lizzie Butler as the reliable single mom who keeps their tight-knit community running. What they don't know is that she's been secretly pining for her brother's best friend since high school-the same man they've just volunteered her to matchmake for. Sean Hardy returned to his hometown looking for community, not complications. But his best friend's curvy little sister has grown into a woman he can't ignore, especially when she keeps setting him up with every eligible bachelorette except herself. Between family obligations, small-town gossip, and their own complicated history, Sean and Lizzie know they should stay in their lanes. But in a town this small, some lanes are bound to cross...especially under the mistletoe.

I thought leaving Heart's Cove for a fresh start in Lovers Peak, Colorado would be the hardest thing I'd do after my divorce. New town, new job, new school for my boys-what could go wrong? Everything, apparently. Starting with my new boss, Rhett Baldwin, who cut in front of me at his coffee shop on day one. Then we both "won" the same house in the town raffle, because apparently my luck comes with a catch: him. Now I'm stuck renovating a money pit with a man who bought me winter tires but won't admit he cares. Who secretly feeds a stray cat while insisting he hates it. Who pays for half the town's medical emergencies while hiding behind a reputation that's part truth, part armor. My sister Georgia keeps asking if I'm okay. My ex-husband thinks I've lost my mind. And my boys? They've already fallen for the grumpy billionaire who built them Hot Wheels beds and teaches them how to demolish drywall. Me? I promised myself I'd never let another man have power over my job, my home, or my heart. But Rhett Baldwin doesn't play by the rules. And neither, it turns out, do I.

She's about to discover exactly what this hunky, small-town mechanic is hiding under the hood... I'm having a bad week. First, I get a call from my scumbag ex-husband asking for a favor. He wants to hire me to organize his new house. The house he's sharing with his new wife. The one he cheated on me with. But the worst part? I'm so broke I might have to take the job. I'm busy pondering my little predicament when I crash my work van into my neighbor's magnolia tree. That's when I discover my neighbor is the town's hunky mechanic and doting single dad, Remy Campbell. My mortification knows no bounds. Then Remy takes pity on me and offers me a trade: for every hour I work to organize his office, he'll put an hour into fixing my van. As a broke lady on the verge of a breakdown, that's an offer I can't refuse. But working in close proximity with the rugged, red-blooded mechanic reminds me I haven't felt my motor rev in six long years. Getting involved with my neighbor is a terrible idea. But a steamy little fling with an agreed-upon end date? Now that could make me forget all about my ex, my money problems, and my run-in with the magnolia tree…