Heartstrings of Honor

Playing with fire never felt this awkward... or so good.One minute I was covering a routine car accident for the paper. The next, I was staring up-way up-at the broadest shoulders I'd ever seen. Dane looked like he'd been carved out of granite… if granite could smirk and smell faintly of smoke and danger.When my editor decided I should shadow him for a "day in the life" article, I thought it'd be easy. Take notes, snap a few pictures, try not to drool. Instead, I kept finding myself in situations that involved dangling from ladders, dodging flames, and accidentally blurting things that sounded a lot like flirting.He's stoic, I'm sarcastic, and apparently that's combustible-just not in the way OSHA recommends. The more time we spend together, the harder it is to tell if I'm writing a story about him… or about us.What started as a professional ride-along ignited into scorching chemistry neither of us could resist. From bowling dates to steamy kitchen encounters, Dane showed me there's more than one way to handle a hose!Fighting the Flames Within is a slow-burn, laugh-out-loud, hurt/comfort romance with a guaranteed HEA-because some sparks are worth fanning into a blaze.

"When in doubt, blame the cat."Omar Gamal's life is a comedy of errors. Between his diva Persian cat, a new job in the NICU, and a sassy Southern nurse who might be his soulmate, Omar's juggling more than just feeding schedules and diaper changes.His charming British accent? Check.His nerves around beautiful men? Double-check.His ability to keep a clean shirt for more than five minutes? Let's not talk about that.Enter Matty, the hospital's unofficial ray of sunshine and chaos personified. With platinum curls, a heart as big as Georgia, and sass for days, Matty is everything Omar didn't know he needed. As Omar tries to navigate the labyrinth of his new job-and the maze of his heart-Matty's infectious laughter and flirtatious banter make falling in love both inevitable and utterly terrifying.The Nursling is a cheeky, heartfelt rom-com brimming with found family, tender moments, and plenty of laugh-out-loud disasters. Perfect for fans of snarky banter, unlikely romance, and swoon-worthy HEAs, this is the story of two nurses and one cat learning that love is as unpredictable as hospital life-and twice as messy.Ready for a dose of heart and humor? Grab your copy today!

A brawny lineman, a ginger English teacher, and a horny pup. What could go wrong?Mike Albert hated moving, but there he was, standing in the driveway of his brand-new home, exhausted, exasperated, and-thanks to his hyperactive Jack Russell-already causing a scene.Then he saw him.All broad shoulders and thick, chest coated in sweat and debris, with a voice like honey over gravel and wielding an ax like it was an extension of his own body.It was too bad their introduction involved his dog aggressively humping the man's leg--like serious, puppy making humping.Eliot, a no-nonsense power lineman, was used to storms-both the electrical kind and the messes people make of their lives. He didn't expect the nervous, fast-talking new guy next door to turn his world upside down, but with Mike's awkward charm, penchant for disasters, and a dimple that should've been illegal, Eliot found himself intrigued.What started as a neighborly friendship quickly turned into something more-something warm, electric, and undeniable, but Mike had a history of playing it safe, and Eliot spent years keeping people at arm's length.Could a jittery schoolteacher and a grounded, gruff lineman find common ground?Or would their connection short-circuit before they got a chance to light up the night?Fans of witty banter, steamy slow burn romance, and adorable disasters will fall head over heels for The Lineman, the third book in the hilarious Heartstrings of Honor series in which each story features men who serve those around them.

He bought a sideboard. He wasn't ready for the lumberjack who came with it.Mateo Ricci is a fiery Italian high school coach with a mouth that never stops, a best friend who won't shut up, and a television still balanced on a cardboard box. When he finally decides to buy a piece of actual furniture like a functioning adult, he doesn't expect the gruff, brooding carpenter who built it to short-circuit his brain.Shane is better with wood than words. He's quiet, rugged, and about as emotionally expressive as a bookshelf. He prefers sawdust and solitude over flirting and feelings. The last thing he needs is a fast-talking coach with killer eyes and zero chill showing up in his workshop and looking way too good while doing it.But it's no big deal. It's just a delivery, right?The problem? Neither of them can stop thinking about the other-and Mateo's friends absolutely will not let it go.What follows is a riotous slow-burn of awkward texts, chaotic brunches, inappropriate nicknames (Flannel Daddy, anyone?), and enough sexual tension to sand a hardwood floor.If you love sharp banter, soft-hearted tough guys, and falling hard when you least expect it, Coach will bench your heart and steal the game.