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Life is extraordinarily dull for Wilhelmina Fairweather. With her days spent reading in the conservatory, she secretly longs for an adventure. Unfortunately, adventures do not come easily for someone like Willa. Afflicted with bouts of asthma since childhood, an exciting life far from home is a hope she dares not entertain. For as every Fairweather knows, hope has no place at Haven House. That is until the holiday season heralds the arrival of a new doctor to the area.

He was the only one to survive the blast that killed the unit. She was the only one to survive the accident that changed her life. He was the sole survivor in the attack on his unit. He doesn't believe he should have lived and that is holding back his healing. The survivor's guilt is strong. Fortunately, Mia knows a thing or two about survivor's guilt. He may not want to listen to what she has to say but she isn't giving up on him. When a ghost from his past triggers not just him but her too the amount of strength he has determines who he runs after.

He's a grumpy prisoner of war who won't let anyone around him. She's the ball of sunshine that pushes his boundaries. What happens when she pushes too far? A year of being tortured as a POW has left him lost in his own head. Until she walks in . . . his best friend's little sister. She's full of sunshine and smiles, while he can't stand to be touched, but he still feels drawn to her.

I can't stop thinking about her. We're friends. Best friends. She's the one I can talk to. Guy like me, in this life, that's priceless. Especially since I just was discharged from the military with an injury that's changed my life. She's precious to me, but I can't go there. Right?

Star baseball player Bishop Henson was Bailey Landon's biggest crush—until every interaction with him leaves her believing that he's nothing but a playboy. Unfortunately, she keeps running into the infuriatingly handsome athlete at every turn. But she has bigger issues, including figuring out a way to save her family's farm. Right now, she doesn't need the complications that come with a relationship, and she's not about to risk her heart to the local baseball team's celebrity shortstop. At least that's what she thought.

I didn't get to be the head of the Di Salvo crime family by showing mercy. Just the opposite, in fact. Until I meet her. Thalia. My girl witnessed something that could get her killed, but it's my job to protect her now. She's not just a loose end to tie up, she's a shy, curvy goddess with a silent strength she's not even aware of. In my line of business, love is a liability. A weakness. Yet, every day Thalia is under my protection, I'm drawn closer to her warmth and soft-spoken words. This woman might just be my salvation.

Finley Jacobson was obsessed with finding Mr. Right. After an adventurous youth, she's been in her small hometown for a solid decade. She's starting to wonder if it's where she belongs. There's definitely one thing she knows for sure . . . she loathes her best friend's older brother. And guess who's been back in town lately?

I was obsessed with the blue-eyed pixie from the second she jumped into my arms. Allegra. She clung to me and prayed for me to keep her safe, just for a little while. Allegra had just escaped from her degenerate uncle, and she had no idea she ran straight into a mafia enforcer. I've always been proud of my position within the Di Salvo family, but I'm not sure someone as sweet and innocent as Allegra will understand. For the first time, I wonder if my profession will keep me from the one thing I want most in life.

I haven't seen my old man in years, and I like it that way. Being the second in command of the Di Salvo crime family has kept me plenty busy, not to mention paid for my father's expensive in-home care after he spent his life searching for happiness in the bottom of a bottle. With the threat of war looming overhead, I don't have time to worry about my father's latest health scare. Until I hear her voice. Cambria.

I stopped by the abandoned warehouse to check out some suspicious activity that had been reported recently. I thought we had a homeless person or a very stupid thief, but nothing could have prepared me for her. Katya, AKA, the mafia princess of our sworn enemies.