On Thin Ice Series by Anna Katmore

The winter after I tossed my high school graduation cap into the air, I make a beeline for Canada, seeking solace in a six-month retreat. My mission? To care for horses and breathe new life into the charming farm of a warm-hearted elderly woman. Moonbreak Falls promises to be my haven, my escape from a life of whirlwind family drama and emotions I locked away for far too long... moreThe winter after I tossed my high school graduation cap into the air, I make a beeline for Canada, seeking solace in a six-month retreat. My mission? To care for horses and breathe new life into the charming farm of a warm-hearted elderly woman. Moonbreak Falls promises to be my haven, my escape from a life of whirlwind family drama and emotions I locked away for far too long.Just as I’m sinking into the comforting embrace of frosty days, though, Ruth’s grandson bursts onto the scene like a fierce, unyielding snowstorm. This captivating hockey player has the appearance of a fallen angel, and his arrival cranks up the heat on the once tranquil farm. Determined to steal my first male kiss, his electrifying methods send my heart racing, pounding out an exhilarating new rhythm. Love? That was the last thing I ever imagined finding in this icy paradise!Yet, North Beckett crashes into my life with an intensity I’m not prepared for, and suddenly all I can do is count fireflies amidst the winter chill.Complete 1. Counting Fireflies2. Splintered North less

After surviving the most harrowing night of my life, I’m left desperate for answers. No one will tell me where North is, and my last memory of him is his blood-streaked face. But stars don’t bleed, do they?As the first light of dawn creeps in, the steady beep of a monitor becomes my anchor. When that beeping fades away, I'm thrust into a world where the North Star has lost its brilliance. It's scattered into a thousand glittering fragments, and nobody knows how to mend it... moreAfter surviving the most harrowing night of my life, I’m left desperate for answers. No one will tell me where North is, and my last memory of him is his blood-streaked face. But stars don’t bleed, do they?As the first light of dawn creeps in, the steady beep of a monitor becomes my anchor. When that beeping fades away, I'm thrust into a world where the North Star has lost its brilliance. It's scattered into a thousand glittering fragments, and nobody knows how to mend it. But how am I supposed to find my way back without the light of my guiding star? And how can I help North rediscover his own light?In the deafening quiet, I find solace in my art. Sketching moments of love, awakening, yearning, and the journey back to where it all began. It feels like only yesterday when North Beckett blew into my life like a Canadian whirlwind, leaving me breathless. Now, as his gaze meets mine, my world crumbles and shifts, and I know that nothing will ever be the same again.Complete 1. Counting Fireflies2. Splintered North less