When the one woman not interested in going home with Anthony is the only one he wants, it’s last call for this Casanova… \ a short instalove romance \ ANTHONY I’m back in Hope Harbor, the little town I can’t stay away from, for my buddy’s wedding to the love of his life. They’re perfect together. I’m happy for them, but that kind of relationship isn’t in my wheelhouse. Not anymore. Everything changes once there’s a picture of you holding an oversized check splashed across the internet. When it’s public knowledge you won the lottery and have ten million in the bank, everybody wants a piece of you. Been there, got burned, and have the scorch marks to prove it. Money’s not the only thing I keep locked up now. My heart’s in the vault too. But there’s one piece of me I’ve been happy to share since then, and it’s guaranteed to satisfy. Looking for a good time? I’m your man. Just don’t look for more. That’s the rule. Or it was, until I met Mya. Hope Harbor is full of gorgeous fish happy to hop on my hook anytime I’m in town. Too bad the only one I want doesn’t fall for my lines, and has no interest in my pole. Pretty sure she’d be happy if I took a long walk off the end of the short pier and never resurfaced. The more Mya pushes me away, the more I want to reel her in. The truth is—I’m the one who’s hooked. And one night together is all it takes to know I never want to be released. Author's Note: Last Call Casanova takes place one year after Dad Bod Wingman ends, and features characters who appeared in that book in secondary roles. It isn't necessary to read Dad Bod Wingman before reading Last Call Casanova, but the author thinks you'll get maximum enjoyment from the story if you do.

When her friends choose skiing in Colorado for their annual girls’ holiday trip, Krista has to think on her feet to avoid setting foot on the mountaintop. What can a girl who’s afraid of heights do to ensure she stays put in the lodge? Fake a broken leg, of course. There’s plenty to do inside—such as making some very merry memories with the hot guy at the bar. When one night stretches into every night, their fling feels like it could be the start of something bigger than the Rocky Mountains, except Hayden is a ski instructor, and Krista has been telling a white lie this Christmas… \ an instalove holiday romance \

When a bullheaded cattle rancher butts heads with the town’s sassy new veterinarian, the weather in Pecan Falls, Texas isn't the only thing that’s scorching hot… AINSLEY When my secret relationship with a veterinary colleague becomes the biggest mistake of my life, I jump at the opportunity for a fresh start, even though it’s sixteen hundred miles from the only home I’ve ever known. I expect a bit of culture shock when I trade my Canadian roots for the chance to turn over a new leaf in Texas. I think I’m prepared—until I meet a hotter-than-Texas-in-July cowboy on my first day of the job. Beckett Stone thinks I should drop everything to cater to his ranch’s needs. Since he’s one of the clinic’s biggest accounts, he’s not wrong. I have to be professional, but the infuriating, grumpy, cowboy is a Texas-sized test of my nice Canadian manners. But after our initial butting of heads, I get to see the big heart beneath his gruff exterior. Then Beckett becomes a test of my one and only rule—do not mix business with pleasure. Failing this test could ruin everything, or be the best mistake of my life…

When Dev sees his missing dog in an online advertisement for pet clothing, his only goal is to get his dog back...until he meets the dog's new owner. Sometimes you have to let your heart off the leash… \\ an instalove short romance \\ ESME Just when I think my life’s finally on the upswing, an angry stranger marches into my shop and demands I hand over my dog. The dog I rescued from certain death in a roadside ditch. The dog that rescued my soul, then inspired me to create Doggy Style, my new business. Mr. Angry From the City insists my dog is his dog. He demands to take Angel back. Over my roll-over-and-play-dead body. I’d tell Dev to march his infuriating and handsome you-know-what out of my shop and never come back, except…Angel loves him. Like, can’t get enough of him, loves him. So I let him stay in my tiny, one-bedroom apartment, to spend time with Angel while we sort things out. That’s all it should be, only…I quickly learn why my dog loves him. He’s as sweet as he is handsome. And when I see his mostly naked body sprawled on my too-short-for-him couch, my dog isn’t the only creature in the room desperate to sit on Dev’s lap. DEV Somebody stole my dog six months ago. I haven’t given up searching, but my hopes dwindle with every “hey, is this is your dog?” picture my coworker flashes in my face. Until the day the apricot poodle in the picture is my dog, in a social media ad for doggy clothing. I don’t know how the pretty brunette in the photo got my dog, but I’m going to find out, then bring Angel home, where she belongs. That’s my plan until I’m face-to-face with Esme. She’s spirited, compassionate, and loves Angel as much as I do. I won’t take her dog and I won’t give mine up. Esme thinks one of us has to lose, but every minute we’re together, the more I’m sure this isn’t a doggy custody dispute, it’s a game of hearts—and we’re both going to win. \\ Author's note: This book includes mention of grief from parent loss which occurs before this story begins.

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\ an older woman/younger man, steamy instalove novella \ LAURA When my son asks if I’ll rent the spare bedroom to his new friend from work, I figure, why not? The house is too quiet since my twenty-five-year-old baby moved out. I never thought I’d miss the sounds of video games, but apparently, I do. But that’s not the background noise I get when Hudson moves in. Turns out, my son’s coworker isn’t a likeminded gaming geek. Hudson doesn’t play video games. He works out. A lot. Now my house is filled with the masculine grunting of a very fit, very handsome, younger man who owns shirts, but isn’t inclined to wear them. Ditto for pants. Everywhere I turn in my tiny house, Hudson is there. Flexing. Smirking. Smoldering. I can’t resist looking at him. Or using him for inspiration while I write my current romance novel. Fantasizing about him when I’m lying in my bed. He’s my tenant. My son’s coworker. A man fifteen years younger than me. Hudson is fodder for my mind, but that’s all he can be…until he comes into my room one night, and puts every fantasy I’ve had to shame. It’s only temporary. No one ever has to know… HUDSON House hunting is a slow process, and hotel living sucks, so I jump at the opportunity to temporarily rent a room from my coworker’s mother. I’m told the place is cheap, clean, and the woman is easy to get along with. Perfect. What the guy at the next desk doesn’t tell me? That his mom is ten-out-of-ten hot. Single. And sexual, if the sounds seeping through the paper-thin wall separating our bedrooms are any indication. I’m not an impulsive guy, but a man has his limits. Being perpetually hard around her, hearing her moan every night—it’s more than I can take. So I make a move. A big one. And it pays off, in the best ways possible. Our chemistry is red hot. We connect outside the bedroom, too. I’m only supposed to be here temporarily, but now that I’m lying next to Laura every night, I may never want to leave… \ a Hope Harbor series romance \