On the Hunt for Love Series by Ellie Hall

A breakup and a breakdown were not part of the plan—my car. Not me. However, I’m teetering toward needing a tune-up because this grumpy mechanic has me running on empty.When given the choice between making good on some savage song lyrics after my ex-boyfriend does me dirty or driving south, I take the risk—the one that probably won’t get me arrested. Here I come Hogwash-somewhere-or-other!I was an aspiring country singer, trying to make my way in Nashville... moreA breakup and a breakdown were not part of the plan—my car. Not me. However, I’m teetering toward needing a tune-up because this grumpy mechanic has me running on empty.When given the choice between making good on some savage song lyrics after my ex-boyfriend does me dirty or driving south, I take the risk—the one that probably won’t get me arrested. Here I come Hogwash-somewhere-or-other!I was an aspiring country singer, trying to make my way in Nashville. A while back, a fan sent me a sweet note, old-fashioned style, on stationery. Reminding me of my grandmother, we became pen pals. I recently learned she passed away and left me her soda fountain—whatever that is.Now I’m stuck in this rough around the edges town and it turns out I co-own the dump—it’s seen more storms than sunshine—with the grump next door. I’m not sure what to make of it or JQ after our meet rude, but watching the retiredNavy SEAL flex his skills and his muscles isn’t exactly a hardship.Fulfilling Nan’s wishes means we have to work together, but someone tries to get in our way and I learn not only does this small town on the bayou contain secrets, JQ has one too. Then again, he doesn’t know I’ve fallen—for him, not off the ladder while dusting cobwebs.The problem is, it’s sunny on my side of the street and he has full cloud cover on his. But maybe together we can spot a rainbow—and it’ll inspire us to write a song of our own.This swoony romcom is sweet, clean, and closed-door. Meet the one-eyed matchmaking corgi, go on a scavenger hunt, and find out if Lexi and JQ fix up the soda fountain. Read this southern, small-town romance today! less

Forget about zombies, I feel like a “mombie” these days. Didn’t get an invitation to this poopy party. Don’t recall returning an RSVP to this baby bash. But I wouldn’t trade being a mom for the world. Though, I could do without the newcomer to Hogwash. He almost sent me up in flames.There I was, minding my own business, when an infant turns up on my doorstep. Okay, I wasn’t minding my business exactly... moreForget about zombies, I feel like a “mombie” these days. Didn’t get an invitation to this poopy party. Don’t recall returning an RSVP to this baby bash. But I wouldn’t trade being a mom for the world. Though, I could do without the newcomer to Hogwash. He almost sent me up in flames.There I was, minding my own business, when an infant turns up on my doorstep. Okay, I wasn’t minding my business exactly. Living in this small southern town my whole life, it’s hard not to catch a whiff of gossip—or be the focus of it.This isn’t the first time. Tragedy trails me like a stray cat. Can’t seem to shake the travesties either. Most recently, I risk having to close the Laughing Gator Grille. Not good now I have another mouth to feed. When do babies start eating pancakes, anyway?When a cocky firefighter who’s used to getting what he wants shows up at table two with a wink and a smile, I’m not sure what the fuss is all about. There’s a reason I’m single.But Maddock has the key to a door that ought to remain locked. Behind it are secrets, lies, loss. Tears even. But no treasure. At least not anymore. I would know. But that doesn’t stop him from blowing into my life like a wrecking ball on fire, trying to find it......and I have to stop him. But what if the real treasure isn't buried, but right under our noses?This swoony romcom is sweet, clean, and closed-door. Meet an irresistible brown-eyed baby, go on a scavenger hunt, and discover if Honey and Maddock keep secrets or tell all. Read this southern, small-town romance today! less