Growing up in the coastal New England town of Rocky Cove, the Witherspoon siblings lead perfectly charmed lives. But they're all grown up now, and when it comes to romance, their track record is kind of a mess. Join Victoria, Theo, Drew, and Alex as they figure out that when it comes to relationships, the best ones are often perfectly imperfect.



I can’t believe I met the perfect man ...
On the ferry to my mother’s wedding, I met the most amazing man—his love of Faulkner notwithstanding. Professor David Carstairs was funny, intelligent, and had the sexiest hands I’d ever seen. 

A conversation about classic American literature led to a romantic dinner at his house ... and then a whole lot of dessert afterward. I’d never done anything like that before, but what we had was something special. 

Unfortunately, everything came crashing down the next day. Because my supposedly perfect professor? His dad just married my mom, and now he’s my stepbrother! 

Thanksgiving dinner just got a whole lot more complicated.

I’ve finally found the perfect woman ...
En route to watch my father marry yet another young gold digger, I met the perfect woman—her hatred of Faulkner notwithstanding. Victoria Witherspoon was kind, witty, and had the most kissable lips I’d ever seen. 

We spent the day together, and then stayed up all night exploring each other’s bodies. I don’t do relationships, but for someone as perfect as Victoria, I was ready to make an exception. 

If only her mom hadn’t just married my dad, putting the object of all my fantasies firmly in the “off limits” category. 

And I thought the holidays were awkward before.


All they want for Christmas …

I met Cassandra Lewis when I was twenty-one. By the time I was twenty-five, I was hopelessly in love with her. And here I am at thirty-eight, finally ready to do something about it. Except two months ago, I became her boss, and the first thing HR told me was to keep my hands off my colleagues. Seems the last guy had a problem with that one.

When we get snowed in together two days before Christmas, I vow not to kiss her under the mistletoe—no matter how badly I might want to. But when she kisses me instead, it’s my biggest Christmas wish come true.

Now I'm wondering what happens when the holiday magic wears off, and we’re back in the real world. I'm still her boss, and she’s still off limits.

… is a chance for love.

I’ve been in love with Theo Witherspoon since the moment we met, and I’ve spent the last fourteen years wondering if he could ever love me too. Now I’ll never know. Because the moment Theo became my boss, that door shut forever. He would never cross that line—no matter how badly I might want him to.

So when we wind up snowed in together two days before Christmas and drunk on spiked eggnog, I finally tell him how I feel. I must have been a good girl this year, because Santa has given me the best gift ever: Theo feels the exact same way.

But what happens when the snow melts and the mistletoe dies? Can Theo and I find a way to keep our Christmas love alive?

Coming Christmas 2018


I'm sworn to uphold the law
As a cop, I put my body on the line to protect the citizens of Rocky Cove. It’s how I ended up with my arm in a sling, a tweaked back, and a desk job. So when my physical therapist recommended massage therapy to get me back in fighting form, I was more than happy to take his advice.

Unfortunately, I accidentally made an appointment at one of THOSE massage parlors. You know the ones. I had no idea what I'd done until the beautiful masseuse grabbed hold of my junk for one perfect instant of pleasure—and then I came to my senses. Before you could say “happy ending,” I’d thrown on my clothes and stormed out.

But now I keep running into Leigh Seaver all around town and I’m torn. I've seen first-hand why she does what she does, but she’s breaking the law and it's my job to uphold it. If only I didn’t have to break her heart in the process.

I break it to survive
When my mom died, I had to raise my two younger siblings on my own. At eighteen, I was just a kid myself, but I did what I had to in order for us to survive. With a resume of odd jobs a mile long, I was able to keep our heads above water. But then my sister got sick, and we all started to drown.

So I swallowed my pride and took a job I never imagined doing. It wasn’t the worst thing I could do for a paycheck, but every day I die a little bit inside. Still, what’s the price of my soul for my sister’s health and well being?

But then he showed up, and I didn’t have to pretend. When I touched him, we both sighed with pleasure … until it became clear he had no idea the type of massage he’d signed up for. And now I’m living in fear, because Alex Witherspoon isn't just the most handsome man I've ever touched. He's also a cop—and I’m on the wrong side of the law. This can’t end well, no matter how many happy endings I imagine.



I hate that I want him ...
When my friend and I rented a small house together in the town where we'd both landed jobs, everything was going great. Until his brother showed up one day asking for a place to crash. Grant Townsend was loud and obnoxious … everything I hated in a guy. He was also the most perfect man I’d ever laid eyes on.

But he’s as straight as they come, so I’ve vowed to keep my distance … until he sneaks into my room late one night and kisses me like I’ve never been kissed before. I hate him, and I hate myself for wanting him. But what I hate even more is that he insists on pretending it didn’t happen … again, and again, and again.

... But not as much as I hate myself.
Loudmouth. Goofball. Bro. It’s the persona I’ve been perfecting since I was twelve, but the beer chugging and the girls mask the man I really am. I’ve kept that secret part of myself hidden for so long that now I almost believe the lie too—until I come face to face with him. With just one glance, Drew Witherspoon had me yearning for something I'd only ever imagined. But giving in to those desires comes with consequences I'm not ready for, so I continue to play the part I know so well. 

And I do a damn find job of it too. Drew hates me ... I can see it in his eyes. But I also see something else: he wants me more than he loathes me. So even though I know it’s a bad idea, I kiss him. And I keep on kissing him whenever the lights go out. But I'm a mess, and I can never be what he needs. Even if what I need is him.