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I swear I'm not deliberately avoiding telling my best friend I'm in love with him. Life just has a funny way of getting in the way… for the last fifteen years or so. Now, thirteen years later, I'm back in town after Grandpa Arnie died. He leaves me his inn in his will. On two conditions. One, I get married, and two, I stay in town for at least six months. Buzz loves that inn as much as I do, so he offers himself as tribute. Now that we're married and living together, nothing is going to get in the way of me telling him how I feel.

The truth is, Marsh is actually one giant marshmallow. Another truth? I'm all-out, head over heels, slap-me-sideways in love with him. My plan is to confess my secret when I visit, not sleep with him. But it seems that I'm not the only one with something to reveal.

Bailey As if causing a scene on my lawn with my scumbag of an ex wasn't bad enough, having to be rescued by my two giant, muscled, gorgeous neighbors makes it even more humiliating. But I feel safe in their arms. They seem like a happy couple and are probably just pitying the fool next door. Why...

Ryde I've been crushing on my boss, Linus, for years now. So when my best friend, Dario, starts working at the clinic for six months, I know he can help me. He's way better with guys than I am. I'm excited. Things with Linus might finally progress. Dario I'm an idiot for thinking moving to...

I'm a nerdy, neurodivergent librarian who lives a quiet life in the mountains. While out birdwatching one day, I stumble upon a giant of a mountain man bathing in the lake. Naked. I manage to run away, hoping he didn't see me. And then he shows up at my library.

As the Founder and CEO of Incado Partners, Casey Cox's core responsibilities are rolling up his sleeves to solve problems and bringing peace of mind to all business owners that he encounters. On The Incado Podcast, he shares stories from people at all stages of their business journeys.

Nearly getting killed in a mudslide only reminds me why I hate the mountains. I'm uninjured, but my car is wrecked, there's no way I can get into town, and there's no reception here. Maybe it's karma for putting this trip off. I haven't been able to bring myself to visit since Pa's funeral. And then there are the painful memories that still haunt me of my first love and heartbreak.

Sometimes you meet someone and you just know they're going to mean something to you. That's what happened with Col Langdon. Sure, he's a cranky, uptight New Yorker who seems strangely immune to my serenading, but he's been living rent-free in my head since the night we met. I'm the king of casual. But with Col . . . it's different.

Casey Cox presents Book 8 in the Vet Shop Boys series. Contains mature themes.

Having spent the last three years caring for my dying mother, I need a new leash on life. So I say goodbye to the UK and take a job opening at a small-town vet clinic in the US. Via a layover in New York. Where I get, ahem, laid over. With a man. Not something I've ever done in my forty-three years. Not something I intend on repeating. Which won't be a problem since I'll never see the guy again . . . Until I step into the local bakery.

Benji: Crafting swoon-worthy happily ever afters is literally my day job. Being a quirky introvert with an overactive imagination, underwhelming social skills, and a few pounds overweight, I'm no leading man. My best friend, though? He's total cover model, call the plumber because I just flooded my basement material. He's also outgoing, charismatic, free-spirited, and basically the best guy ever. I may know romance, but I'm no dummy when it comes to reality. I'm nothing special. And the truth is, a guy like Darren would never fall for someone like me.

Christmas just isn't my jam. The crowds. The cold. That Mariah Carey song blasting everywhere I go. Thanks, but no thanks. Don't get me wrong. I'm no Grinch. The holidays are awesome if you have a great family and money to shower them with gifts. Unfortunately for me, I have neither of those things. All I want for Christmas (great, now I'm quoting that damn Mariah song) is to focus on my internship at the Vet Shop Boys clinic and hanging out with my best friend and roommate. Turns out Chester has got other ideas. 

A must-listen romance about a veterinarian looking for love.

Who needs a man when I've got cuddly kittens? No one's ever wanted me once they discover my secret. I guess that's why I've thrown myself into my work as a veterinarian, as well as become the proud paw-rent to my eight cat rescues. I've even managed to convince myself I'm purr-fectly happy being single. So when Bishop, a handsome stranger, strikes up a conversation, I don't expect it to lead to anything else. There's no way a guy wanting to start over is interested in love. So why has Bishop got me wishing for something more?

It's just a one-night stand, they said. It'll be simple no-strings fun, they said. They. Lied. I'm done with love and being broken-hearted. The only dogs I want to deal with are the ones I treat in the veterinary clinic I work at. But at 34, having my first one-night stand can't hurt. Right? The rules are pretty simple. But when Haze, the guy I spent a blazing hot night with and haven't been able to forget about, shows up as our new receptionist, the rules fly out the window.

This must-listen compilation includes three books from the Movin' to the Mountains series: The Silent Mountain Man, The Curious Mountain Man, and The Reclusive Mountain Man.

Fitz and I have done some wild things, but waking up as newlyweds? Total disaster. It threatens to expose the one secret I've kept buried for years, the only secret I've ever kept from my best friend—that despite us both being straight, I think I'm in love with him. When Gramps needs me to stay married to lock in my inheritance, I'm terrified my feelings for Fitz could destroy everything we have.

A must-listen romance about a veterinarian looking for love. Contains mature themes. 

After getting cheated on at my own goddamn wedding, I'm through with men. I'm approaching fifty, and all I've ever wanted is to settle down, get married, and live happily ever after. But yeah, that hasn't exactly worked out great for me. The last person I expect to understand me is Tate. Sure, he's cute, curious, and clever. A firecracker with no filter who somehow manages to stay friendly and genuine at the same time. But he isn't exactly a settle-down kinda guy. Oh, and did I mention he's also twenty years younger than me? There's no way something could happen between the two of us.