Lone Ridge Book Club

Christmas and Evie Thompson have a mutual restraining order. After a breakup, a lifetime of bad Decembers, and a tragic past she refuses to unpack, the last thing she wants is holiday cheer. But when a snowstorm strands her in Lone Ridge-with one motel bed, her forgetful golden-boy coworker, and a shady tech client who ghosted their Christmas meeting-Evie's perfectly controlled world crashes harder than her firewall. Between a lingerie bet gone rogue, a TSA disaster, and a cozy bookshop caper, she might just uncover corporate corruption…and something dangerously close to joy. Gavin Foster wasn't supposed to be the exception. He was supposed to be safe. But the more he sees through her defenses, the harder it is for Evie to hide the truth: sometimes love is the only hack worth risking everything for. We are Claudia James and Faith Hart, two authors who've finally succumbed to the allure of romance writing after years of writing non-romance novels that left our readers blissfully un-swooned.Tired of being the literary equivalent of a cold shower, we decided to spice things up and write some romance. But don't worry, we're not about to unleash a torrent of Fabio-esque covers or melodramatic prose upon the world... at least, not yet.As responsible (ahem) authors, we feel compelled to remind you that all scenes depicted in our work involve consenting, non-blood-related adults over the age of thirty. Because, let's face it, nobody wants to read about crazy – or worse, underage – antics.So, if you're ready for some fun, flirty, and occasionally filthy romance, then join us on this wild ride. Just don't say we didn't warn you...

They say that revenge is a dish best served cold.But sometimes, it's best served cold and at thirty-thousand feet with a cheating ex's former best friend and biggest business rival.The cherry on top? New romance. We are Claudia James and Faith Hart, two authors who've finally succumbed to the allure of romance writing after years of writing non-romance novels that left our readers blissfully un-swooned.Tired of being the literary equivalent of a cold shower, we decided to spice things up and write some romance. But don't worry, we're not about to unleash a torrent of Fabio-esque covers or melodramatic prose upon the world... at least, not yet.As responsible (ahem) authors, we feel compelled to remind you that all scenes depicted in our work involve consenting, non-blood-related adults over the age of thirty. Because, let's face it, nobody wants to read about crazy – or worse, underage – antics.So, if you're ready for some fun, flirty, and occasionally filthy romance, then join us on this wild ride. Just don't say we didn't warn you...