Uptight single dad. Corporate grumpy pants.
Lincoln Raines checks every box on my do-not-touch list.
Me? Fall for him? Never in a million years!
…Pity I just agreed to be his wife, though.

It’s no secret Lincoln Raines doesn’t like me.
He says I’m impulsive, obnoxious, too spontaneous.
Good thing I don’t need his approval.
I’m no stranger to rejection. I’m the outcast of my family, after all.

That smokin’ hot kiss we shared in the kitchen pantry was a mistake.
What we did next caused a category-five disaster.

Now my life is on fire.
And Lincoln claims to have the solution that will put out the flames.

A marriage of convenience.

Saying ‘I do’ to a man I can’t stand?
Sign me up…I guess. How bad can it be?

Especially once we set out our rules in black and white.
It’s all temporary. All for show. All for convenience.

I’ll get to claim the family inheritance that’s rightfully mine.
He’ll be able to save his business from the brink of collapse.
Our marriage is nothing but a business deal.

Fine by me. I wouldn’t want Lincoln if he were the last man alive.
That rare smile that lights up the room? I can see past it.
Those piercing blue eyes that show up in my dreams? They don’t affect me.
Those biceps that bulge beneath his button-down shirts? I certainly don’t need them wrapped around my body.

But it melts my heart, the way he always sets out an extra dinner plate for me.
The way he says my name like it means something special.
The way he reaches for me in the middle of the night.
He’s the first man who doesn’t look at me like I’m damaged goods.

I never planned on falling for my fake husband.
Yet here I am, head over heels.
And there’s nothing convenient about that.

An opposites-attract small town firefighter romance with heat & heart from USA Today Bestselling Author J.H. Croix!

She was never supposed to survive Alaska.
I was never supposed to fall for her.

Daphne is everything I don’t need—and everything I can’t resist. A sharp-tongued Southern chef with no wilderness experience and way too much temptation for my sanity. She’s a city girl running from grief and betrayal.

I fly Alaska’s rugged skies, fight wildfires, and raise my teenage sister. I don’t have time for complications.

When Daphne ends up working for me, we clash and sparks burn. But when fate strands her with me—bad weather and nowhere to go—I start to see past the polish. She’s fierce. She’s wounded.

One night — just one night — I let my guard down.

Now she’s slipped into my heart, breaking down walls I swore I’d never let fall. Protecting her comes as naturally as breathing—and walking away might cost me everything.

Welcome to a small town where the heroes are protective, the women are fearless, and love always finds a way home.

A swoony, steamy small-town Alaska romance featuring a grumpy, protective ex-military pilot, a sassy heroine trying to heal, opposites-attract tension, workplace romance, forced proximity, emotional healing, found family, slow-burn chemistry, and a love worth fighting for—perfect for fans of Elsie Silver, Jill Shalvis, Devney Perry, and Lucy Score.

When a mysterious entry in her late mother’s journal leads her to Bluestar Island, Lainey Devereaux collides with graphic artist Jack Turner. As Lainey’s grief drives her search for a long-buried secret, their surprising connection helps them come to terms with their pasts — and inspires a budding romance…

Grit, Magic, and Defiant Hope

Irish folklore meets small town USA

Strange visitors have appeared in Ethel, their clothes and mannerisms jarring against the familiar rhythm of the coastal town. The woman in Orla and Dave’s spare room speaks in archaic phrases and marvels at electric lights, while the silent man staying with Molly and Cormac carries a translucent device that glows with symbols no one recognizes.

As fog rolls in from the sea, bringing with it the now-familiar whispers and cold spots that signal another haunting, the four friends realize they must unravel the temporal mystery before them. The clock tower strikes at midnight, and both past and future hang in the balance.

*Contains mature themes, open door sex scenes, and mature language.

I just wanted my scholarship back so I could get my degree.
What I got was a ring on my finger and a cocky, sinfully hot hockey player for a husband.

Brock Steele. Thunderhawks’ star centre, and a devastating distraction.
I’m his bookish tutor with an Earl Grey addiction, and a talent for staying invisible.
At least until HIS public relations disaster cost me my scholarship!

His indecently tempting fix? A fake marriage.
His image gets cleaned up and my tuition gets paid.

Just pretend dates, zero feelings, and absolutely not noticing how good he looks fresh out of the shower.
Easy, right?
Except “fake” starts blurring the minute he calls me darlin’ in that slow purr of his.
And then I went and did something truly reckless.

I caught feelings for my completely off-limits, fake husband.