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The tables have turned on Grace Lambert. For a woman familiar with long days and hard work, she just recently discovered just how hot the sultry Texas nights can get. Finding time to spend with her two smoking hot cowboys, Grant and Lane, isn't exactly easy, but she's forging ahead with what has turned out to be the hottest relationship she has ever been in. The true test comes in standing up for what she wants.

Grace Lambert is familiar with hard work, long days, and handsome cowboys. She's been working for her family's dude ranch since she was old enough to ride a horse, and she's not afraid to get her hands dirty. What she is afraid of is the heat that's been growing between her and not one but two sexy cowboys who've set their sights on her... and each other.

I hated fire. I hated how the smoke wrapped around my naked body, stinging my skin with defiant embers. I hated the smell of burnt flesh, the ashes heavy on my tongue, my charred soul like splinters deep in my chest. She’s dead, Juliet. There’s nothing else you can do.

Ever since I was a child, my father taught me to fear the elven kingdom that borders our lands. A place of twilight and falling leaves, the Autumn Court is rumored to be beautiful and deadly. No one knows what kind of creatures live in the thick, undying forests. No one knows what haunts the shadows. But now those shadows have a name. And they’ve come for me.

Keep the cold. I’ve always understood my duty. As heir to the Winter Court, I must be ready to take my father’s place and keep the realm safe under a blanket of frost. But my father never taught me how to protect my people. That role has fallen to his best friend, Ronan, who agreed to serve as my guardian after my father grew ill. Charming and dangerous, Ronan hasn’t let illegitimacy or family tragedy stop his rise to power. A master of the elements, he’s a faithful ally. Until my father dies.

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