Mountain Men of Wildvale Series by Chelsey Clark

I'm supposed to travel to the middle of nowhere to help my grumpy boss.But it turns out… Mr. Grumpy is also Mr. Sexy.He may be a bit antisocial, but what he lacks in conversational skills he makes up for in pure muscle, manicured beard, and alpha energy. My body wants more than I’m allowed to have, but I'm supposed to fly back to Boston in a month where I’m the face of his company. Getting involved even casually in this winter hellscape up the side of a treacherous mountain would be a bad idea... moreI'm supposed to travel to the middle of nowhere to help my grumpy boss.But it turns out… Mr. Grumpy is also Mr. Sexy.He may be a bit antisocial, but what he lacks in conversational skills he makes up for in pure muscle, manicured beard, and alpha energy. My body wants more than I’m allowed to have, but I'm supposed to fly back to Boston in a month where I’m the face of his company. Getting involved even casually in this winter hellscape up the side of a treacherous mountain would be a bad idea.But when we end up closed up together, I’m not sure how long I can hold anything back, especially when I notice how he looks at me.Stranded by the Boss is a short and steamy mountain man and city girl love story, starring a grumpy-sunshine match. less

Running into my hot-as-hell childhood best friend and falling in love with him all over again wasn’t the plan.I’m back in my hometown for a concert, torn with a pressing decision I have to make very soon.I never counted on my first love having to show up again. Or making my body heat up every time he touches me.The moment I spot him across the local bar, unresolved feelings from the past rush back. He’s taller and more gorgeous than ever... moreRunning into my hot-as-hell childhood best friend and falling in love with him all over again wasn’t the plan.I’m back in my hometown for a concert, torn with a pressing decision I have to make very soon.I never counted on my first love having to show up again. Or making my body heat up every time he touches me.The moment I spot him across the local bar, unresolved feelings from the past rush back. He’s taller and more gorgeous than ever. And he’s looking at me as if he wants to tear my clothes off right there.I feel the heat spreading wildly throughout my core. He sees me and saunters over with a smile. My heart skips a beat, my head filled with dirty thoughts of us.Something tells me my one month stay here is not going to be enough. But I can’t wait to revel in the adventure and freedom that I’ve been yearning for!Or is it love that’s waiting for me?Since leaving town and turning into a big star, music has become my great love. But living the dream isn’t making me as happy as I thought it would. less

I don’t have time for this. Plans are made, goals are set, and exams are passed. I know what to expect. That’s how I became Dr. Lana O’Mark, Licensed Chiropractor in the first place. Yep, that’s a woman who doesn’t like diverting from my schedule. But I don’t have a choice when my jeep dies out on me or when the electricity in my old house is non-existent or when my prospective clinic space is brutally vandalized... moreI don’t have time for this. Plans are made, goals are set, and exams are passed. I know what to expect. That’s how I became Dr. Lana O’Mark, Licensed Chiropractor in the first place. Yep, that’s a woman who doesn’t like diverting from my schedule. But I don’t have a choice when my jeep dies out on me or when the electricity in my old house is non-existent or when my prospective clinic space is brutally vandalized. I’d really, really like to get my practice up and running ASAP for the people in my hometown. But in comes a good-looking distraction by the name of David Roe. He’s an army veteran and the current owner of the Wildvale Inn. He comes to the rescue every he pulls my truck, gives me a warm place to stay, and even quickly clears out a space for my clinic. Even amid his busy, busy schedule. I knew opening my practice in Wildvale, Vermont would lead to new things, but I just didn’t consider meeting a man like David. It’s been years of tunnel vision. But now I’m stumped. Do I have time to listen to my heart? Or more importantly, does he? less

Dark hair, a chiseled jaw, and a hint of mystery in his eyes.I'm Lucy, just the cleaner, but curiosity got the better of me.His photographs hinted at global escapades.But meeting him in person? A whole different story.We connected, yet he always kept a distance.The snowstorm trapped us together, extending our time together.With each passing moment, I sensed a guarded secret.What's he hiding behind those intense eyes?With dawn approaching, hidden truths may change everything.