A woman on the edge... Christa Evans is having a rough night. She's lied to and harassed, then she loses her job. And that's before the crash that sends her car careening to the bottom of a cliff. She'd be dead if not for the big, bearded recluse who pulls her from the wreckage and carries her back to his cabin in the woods. The quintessential loner... Wounded hero Micah Graham has no time for visitors. So, when he brings home the woman who nearly died on his mountain, he'll take her in, but he doesn't plan to let her stay. Then the storm hits. Heating up the Holidays...together While the snow piles up, trapping the two strangers together in the middle of nowhere, Christa and Micah find common ground in the attraction burning between them, proving that not only do opposites attract, they combust. As things come to a head, the question is: What happens once the ice melts?

Brian and Cassie are both offered an opportunity to change their lives, erasing what haunted both of their pasts. What will happen when their paths cross?

Sierra Moore can't seem to find a guy she likes. No one catches her eye. Phoenix Lake is looking to start over in hopes no one finds him. What happens when Sierra and Phoenix literally collide with each other? Will there be sparks or will he keep on running? Sometimes we have to stop running from something and run to someone. (Sequel to, Complicated Love.)

"I didn't ask to be in the middle of your ego-battle," I grumble. Blake pins me to my locker, hands resting on either side of my head. "Well, you got it in anyway, Darling," he whispers. His face is inches away from mine and damn me for licking my lips. I am NOT falling for these guys. And then, at the corner of my eye I spot Owen and his gang approaching. Well, that's just great. *** The West and East gang of Tygerwell have been at each other's throats since the dawn of time. And the two leaders of these gangs want to end the fight, once and for all. But fighting with fists is easy. Fighting with wit and charm, is a whole other ball game. Blake. West-side gang leader. Leather jacket and killer glare. Don't talk back. Owen. East-side gang leader. Fancy coat and toxic stare. Don't resist. And in comes Amber. Hair of gold and oceans in her eyes. Has too much sass for her own good and always, ALWAYS, manages to get into the middle of trouble. But these boys have no idea who they're really dealing with. And when Amber descovers she knows a little too much when it comes to guns and fighting, she has to question everything she thought she knew about herself. Three can play this game. *** "Let's settle this. You got rejected, I got rejected. It's only fair that the fate of the gangs be on who gets the girl first." "That sounds rather good, Rhodes. I'll take that bet on the golden girl." *** COMPLETED FICTION AWARDS: Best new story and best new account Highest ranking in Teen Fiction: #1 on 25/06/2018