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Twelve Years. It’s been twelve years since the last time I heard from the Aldridge family. That one voicemail changes everything - I need the money the late William offers. In exchange, I have to live eighteen months in Baker’s Creek. I’ve survived cancer, the jungle, and the plague. This should be easy compared to all that, right? Or so I think until...I see him.

It’s official. I’m totally hopeless at love, parenting, and life. Single mom? Check. Massive debt? Check. A sassy daughter who inherited my gift of snark? Ugh. Check. I work three jobs, go to school, and do my best to be in my kid’s life. Men are the last thing on my mind. I wouldn’t have time to look at a man even if he fell into my lap. Until he does. Thanks to my spawn who keeps calling some famous relationship expert, airing my disastrous life in her podcast.

Know what they say about never mixing business with pleasure? Yeah, no. The one about never sleeping with your boss? I ignored it too. I blame Aslan Spearman, the boss.

Fresh out of vet school, I married Pierce Aldridge. Gorgeous, sexy, and smart. He’s a philanthropist with a heart of gold, or so I thought. But after a while he became distant, self-centered, and callous. The man I married disappeared before my eyes. I should leave him, but I can’t do it just yet. There’s one thing I need, but I can’t have it if I divorce him. Just a few more months. But my plans fall through when his father dies. The man was just as ruthless as his son.

I never wanted to go back to Baker’s Creek. But when it rains, it pours. I lost my job, lost the guy, and lost the house. The perfect trifecta of ruin. Ten years after I said I can make it on my own, I have no choice but to ask for help. But it’s my mother who needs me now.... So it’s back to where I don’t belong. There’s no opportunity in my hometown. The only job that I can get is nannying. For a player from the Vancouver Orcas. “Mean” Mills Aldridge is going to be my new boss...and I’m supposed to pretend he isn’t sex on skates.

I’m 3,000 miles from New York City. Three thousand miles from the pain, betrayal, and heartache of a string of failed relationships. Including the relationship with my parents. Back in the Bay area, I can start fresh. Become one with the sea again. Rise or fall on the tide of my own choices. But on the first day of my bright new life, the darkest shadows of my past follow me through my office door. Both shadows have names. And I refuse to let these men into my future.

I can’t believe I’m calling Kentbury home. When I first arrived, I wasn’t planning on staying, but I’ve found my place here with Damian Harris. Our arrangement started off as some no-strings-attached fun, but somewhere between midnight kisses and secret touches, my heart got involved. Now it’s almost New Year’s Eve, and I’m done being invisible. I’ve discovered how to love in Kentbury, learned who I really am—and I refuse to keep hiding behind locked doors. Damian may be tied to his powerful family name, but if he wants me by his side, he has to face the truth of who we are together.

I had it all. The luxury apartment, hot dates, and the big office to go with long nights at the office. Life was perfect. But after a one-night stand, two little lines on a pregnancy test, and three lost legal cases later... Well, overnight I went from career lawyer to single mom. It’s okay, I can do it. I’m ready to face this alone until.... Along comes Nathaniel Chadwick. Billionaire adrenaline junky. Everyone’s favorite playboy...and my sister’s brother-in-law.

Every summer, Mane Cantú came to Luna Harbor to visit his grandfather. When we were teenagers, we fell in love. We promised to be each other’s forever. He promised to come back for me. Spoiler alert: he broke all of the promises. I grew up, but that big heartbreak was it for me. All is well until Mane’s grandfather falls ill and all the Cantú family comes back to Luna Harbor. What’s worse is that Mane’s now famous. He made a name for himself with his band, and he and his perfect face dare to open a bar next to my store with his band mates.

If I ever cross paths with Gatsby Spearman I might just push him from the tallest building in San Francisco. Saying that I don’t like him is an understatement—I hate him. The prick ghosted me in college, stole the program we created to start a billion-dollar company—oh and I failed a class because of him. I want revenge. And I want it to be petty. I created an infallible five-step plan to make him pay for what he did to me.

Until a year ago, I had a pretty good handle on my life. I ran my grandmother’s flower shop, lived in the quaint apartment above it, and everything was perfectly fine. Until business slowed, bills piled up, and I started wondering if I’d lose everything. Now, I’m holding it all together by a thread—depending on one major wedding order that could save everything. But, of course, a blizzard hits, and my delivery van breaks down. And who shows up to help? Holden Miller. My first love and the man who broke my heart. Brooding, distant, and somehow even more infuriatingly handsome.

I never thought I’d be the proud owner of a quaint small-town bookstore, but life has a funny way of surprising us. With my virtual BFF’s encouragement to seize the day and follow my heart.

The first time I met Caspian Spearman, we had the perfect night. The second time, I was on the arm of his biggest rival. The third night… was a string of mistakes. Don’t believe me? Let’s do a play-by-play—or mistake by mistake.

I love routine. Schedules. Stability. And I’m about to travel across the country with an actual chicken and the one man who I would schedule a root canal to avoid. How did this happen? Let me back up. My mom had one final request of me before she died: to spread her ashes around the country while I completed her bucket list. It won’t be easy, but I want to honor her wishes. However, I need some help (and I absolutely hate that). I don’t have a license—or a car—and I need someone to drive who won’t mind my mom’s chicken, Hennifer Aniston, on board.

Mistaken identity, drunk texts, and hysterical mishaps...just another day in my life. Girls all over the world spill the tea to me about their most intimate questions. They thank me for talking about sex with them. For fixing their love lives. I wonder if I’d still be a relationship influencer if they knew what a train wreck my own love life is? If I was writing anyone else advice, it would say things like: Never drunk-text your ex-boyfriend. No, seriously, that’s a terrible idea.

Everything is falling apart. I just got fired—by my father. My boyfriend decided I wasn’t good enough—during my Grandma’s funeral. That hot guy I met at the bar—I didn’t get one kiss from him. All I have left is to start a new life. But before I embark into the unknown, I head to Kentbury. Someone has to warn my paternal grandmother that her son wants to leave her destitute. And who do I find instead? Tall, hot, and delicious Bishop Harris.

I came to Kentbury to recover. A heart attack has a way of forcing you to slow down, even if you’re not ready. My family insisted I take a break from my relentless life in Boston, dragging me to this small town where the only thing on my to-do list is co-chairing the Pumpkin Festival. Simple, right? Then I meet Meadow—an artist with fiery red hair and a smile that feels like sunlight after a long storm. She’s juggling a gallery opening, family obligations, and town festivals, making it all look easy. But in her eyes is a woman who knows what it’s like to carry too much.

Loving family, wealthy lifestyle, education at a prestigious university. The truth? She’s barely managing to survive. Few know the nightmare she lived before she was adopted. And no one knows the secret agony that still haunts her nightmares.

I’m still unsure how I got here. There was Vegas. Alcohol involved. And rumor has it, Elvis was our witness. All that happened 10 years ago. Ten. Tall, dark, and delicious, Seth Bradley is some sort of Double-O-Seven—and my childhood crush. One moment I’m Rachel Green discovering that she’s married to Ross Geller. Next, I have to run for my life. This isn’t how I imagined my happily ever after. Right now, I’m just hoping to get out of this one alive.

It’s been five years since I lost myself. Instead of conquering the world, I was broken by a man. Now, I’m willing to risk everything to find the more I’ve always wanted. Finding love is on top of that list. Mason Bradley has always been there for me. He held me when my world shattered. He helped piece me back together after I was broken. Now, I think it’s time he teaches me how to date. But Mason Bradley owns a high intelligence security company. He dedicates his life to serving others. He doesn’t want a place to call home. And he’s not looking for love.