Ivey Pierce is an explorer, and thanks to her career as a wildlife biologist, she does not stay stationary for long. But when her parents die in a terrible accident, and her childhood home is left vacant for two years, she returns to the tattered memories concealed inside the house on Clifton Bay. Everything is the same: the salty scent, lush scenery, and talkative town. Yet, one thing is new-the man across the bay, whose dock faces hers. Each evening, she watches her new neighbor sit with his dog and a cup of coffee, then disappear during the day. He is the only person who does not know her business, and she knows nothing about him. It is not until she gets hurt and discovers he is Weston Turner, the new Nurse Practitioner in their coastal town. Soon enough, they are swept up in one another's current, trying to stay afloat. ************* Short novel [roughly 55-60k words] Copyright of Anna Steffey All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

Easton Moore is back...and I'm his fake girlfriend. After leaving for the professional surfing tour the morning after we slept together, my childhood best friend became the person I never wanted to see again. Now he strolls back into Sandy Cove when I'm at my lowest point. My house and the coffee shop I run is being taken away from me unless I can afford to buy it off my mother. And Easton offered to help me, so long as I come on tour with him and pose as his fake girlfriend. What could go wrong?

[BEING PUBLISHED BY FRAYED PAGES X WATTPAD BOOKS IN 2026] [WATTYS 2018 WINNER - THE HEARTBREAKERS] They say "the cure for anything is salt water - sweat, tears, or the sea..." Natalie doesn't believe it. In fact, Natalie doesn't believe in much. Not until Brooklyn gives her something to believe in. [extended summary inside] [#1 in chicklit, new adult, realistic fiction, recovery, & addiction] Copyright 2018-2025 | Taylor Romagnoli [moonraess]

glass jaw: 1. Noun. Where a fighter is easily knocked out via a blow to the chin or jaw owing to a vulnerability in their strength and training. 2. Metaphorically, a fighter's weakness. ~~~ Ryan Chamberlain is the embodiment of vulnerability. She's kind-hearted and maybe a little too keen to trust people. Plus, she barely has any real-world experience, but that was never her choice. For the last eight years, Ryan has been pushed into the corner. There was only ever room for one star to shine and that star was not her. With college on the horizon, Ryan finally sees the opportunity to step out of the shadows and live life on her own terms. Will it be that simple though? To Landon Atwood, showing weakness is not an option. In the octagon, and in life, people will always take advantage of your vulnerability. The only people he lets close are his childhood friends-and that's only because they refuse to leave him alone. What will happen when those same friends adopt a stray in the form of an unwelcome freshman?

Logan Romano took the NHL like a hurricane- dark and brooding. With his natural talent, brute force and sheer determination, he goes completely unchallenged both on and off the ice. He's notorious. Both for his success and his stormy personality. With a scorned, broken, heart and battered ego; Logan swore to never fall in love again. And he was a master at keeping his promises. Until he met November Levine. While Logan is a lightning strike and gloomy grey skies, Nova is the beaming sun and blossoming flowers. She's the closest sunshine gets to being a person, acting as a bright ray of joy and optimism. When the polar opposites strike a deal and Nova moves in to Logan's home, tensions run high and feuds quickly begin. But above all else, Logan is forced to revoke his promise to himself. Because once he's stepped into the light, it's almost impossible to plummet back into darkness. ✩✩✩ "Nova." I whisper, my voice low and hoarse against her neck. "Stop it." "Stop what." She whimpers back innocently as her thighs tighten around my hips. My teeth nip at the skin on her jaw in warning. "Either stop teasing or put me out of my fucking misery." November pulls her head back from mine, resting it against the wall, and bats her lashes up at me. "Say please."