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Overview: Samantha lives in the southwest with her husband and two small children after abandoning her childhood dream of living in a cabin in Colorado when she found that she couldn’t afford to live there and was deathly allergic to the woods.
Genre: Fiction > Romance
Book #4 – Blame It On The Blizzard
Two authors walk into a bar…
Only it wasn’t a bar. It was a hotel in the small town of Sugarplum Falls, and it was completely booked.
Of course fate couldn’t be satisfied with leaving us stranded during the worst blizzard on record. No, it had to toss in a tiny cabin with only one bed as the cherry on top.
I hadn’t planned to take a last-minute trip, but when the deadline for my book was breathing down my neck, I had no choice. I packed my bags and went in search of the inspiration I needed to get rid of the writer’s block that was keeping me from finishing.
The only problem was that I found so much more than that. Like an attractive stranger with a knack for pushing me out of my comfort zone. A friendly barista who makes the BEST lattes. And learning enough about my past that it makes me question everything I thought I knew.
I loved reading about living happily ever after, but that didn’t mean I had any clue how to do it.
Book #6 – Blame It On The Carols
When my music career took off six years ago, I had to leave my small-town life and the man I was in love with behind.
But when my mom called, asking for my help, I couldn’t say no. Singing was what I loved, and helping the Sugarplum Sweethearts win the local caroling competition would be an honor. I could sneak in, spend some time with my mother, then get back to LA to prepare for my upcoming world tour.
What I didn’t expect was to have an obsessed fan show up. Safety was the number one priority, and everyone assured me that I would be safer staying with Aiden—the former love of my life and current object of my heart’s affection. But just because I would be physically safe didn’t mean my heart wasn’t in danger. It was clinging to old memories and holding onto hope for a future that wasn’t an option for us.
With each day that passed, I felt myself falling more and more. I was on a steep and slippery slope that I couldn’t afford to go down. Loving and losing Aiden once was enough to break my heart. Allowing it to happen again would shatter me completely.
Book #7 – Blame It On The Lattes
Rule #1 for newly divorced single moms:
Don’t fall for your best friend’s brother.
Even if he is as handsome as he is kind and makes the most addicting lattes. Add in how great he is with your daughter and how he rushes to offer both of you a place to stay when you find yourself in need, and you may as well consider yourself a goner.
But even as perfect as Sam is, a future with him is not possible. His life is in Sugarplum Falls while we’re just passing through as we pick up the pieces to start over. Staying would only complicate things, and neither of us needs that.
Allowing the chemistry between us to ignite is a dangerous game, and I can’t afford to get burned. In another life, I might have considered what could be between us, but it’s not just my heart on the line anymore. Now there’s a little girl who is quickly getting attached to a man who isn’t ours to keep.
Book #8 – Blame It On The Secret Santa
What to get someone you hate for Christmas…
That’s not something I would typically look up online, but drawing my ex’s name in our company’s Secret Santa exchange left me no choice.
For twelve long years, I was free of him after he broke my heart and moved away. But now he’s back, and thanks to small-town life, he’s everywhere I go.
I tried to shake it off when he first started working at Waldon’s. It’s a big store, and there aren’t a ton of employment options in Sugarplum Falls. Not only did we somehow draw each other’s names in the so-called “Secret” Santa exchange, but we’re constantly being thrown together and being forced to spend time with each other.
As old memories rise to the surface, I’m reminded of the pain and heartache he’s capable of, but it’s hard to focus on that when he’s constantly going out of his way to do nice things for me. They say people change and that forgiveness is healing, but they don’t know the damage he did the last time I allowed myself to love him.
It seems there’s a thin line between love and hate, and suddenly, I’m teetering right over it. No matter how much my heart wants to love him again, it can’t undo the pain he caused all those years ago.