Cherry Blossom Lake Series by Tawna Fenske

If money talks, it’s telling me to steer clear of Cassidy Brooks. Too bad my heart’s got the sense of a jellyfish. The rest of me knows I’m reckless craving a woman wrapped up with wealthy outsiders. Rich pricks like Cassidy’s boss, slapping glitzy mansions on the old gravel pit they’ve dubbed “Luxury, lakefront Oregon Coast land. ”. Land that’s been in my family for decades, but not now. Not anymore. Blame my shady uncle and a cast of cash-flush, toxic ass-crabs for that... moreIf money talks, it’s telling me to steer clear of Cassidy Brooks. Too bad my heart’s got the sense of a jellyfish. The rest of me knows I’m reckless craving a woman wrapped up with wealthy outsiders. Rich pricks like Cassidy’s boss, slapping glitzy mansions on the old gravel pit they’ve dubbed “Luxury, lakefront Oregon Coast land. ”. Land that’s been in my family for decades, but not now. Not anymore. Blame my shady uncle and a cast of cash-flush, toxic ass-crabs for that. I want to blame Cassidy, but really? I just want her . Cassidy and her smart mouth and sunshine eyes and rich lady shoes that make her legs look––. No. Not going there. It’s all I can do to keep my fishing fleet afloat while watching over a boatload of wild brothers and one bossy sister. And Cassidy’s got her own troubles. A sick sister and a mom with chronic bad taste in men. We should keep our distance, right? But this town’s so small we’re crossing paths over sexy trivia night, hermit crab hijinks, and a wardrobe malfunction that lands me up close and clumsily personal with Cassidy’s mom. I just want my town back. My family’s land. Land Cassidy’s crew has their eye on. There’s no way this ends well. So why can’t we keep our hands off each other? One-click this laugh-out-loud, enemies-to-lovers rom-com about a small-town fisherman who can’t resist the woman whose wealthy world he blames for his family’s downfall. less

Call me cocky, but it’s a fact women fall at my feet. So why does this one want to kick me in the junk? Might be my work for her uncle’s legal defense. Or the dubious ways I earned my millions. Or the scandal that cost my career. Or hell. Maybe it’s just that I’m not a nice guy. A fact I’m regretting once Lucy storms in and gets me rethinking my rule on dating single moms. She’s funny and smart and so sexy it shouldn’t be legal. Take it from a disbarred lawyer... moreCall me cocky, but it’s a fact women fall at my feet. So why does this one want to kick me in the junk? Might be my work for her uncle’s legal defense. Or the dubious ways I earned my millions. Or the scandal that cost my career. Or hell. Maybe it’s just that I’m not a nice guy. A fact I’m regretting once Lucy storms in and gets me rethinking my rule on dating single moms. She’s funny and smart and so sexy it shouldn’t be legal. Take it from a disbarred lawyer. One desperate to dodge this desire sparking like frayed wires in a champagne flute of kerosene. A few stolen kisses and I’m suddenly starved for a simple life on this sweet lake, but that’s absurd. Guys like me don’t belong in small towns. Towns this charming, this good, this…pure. It should be easy staying chaste with Lucy, since our encounters include a precocious pre-teen, one misguided bat, and a goat who won’t take no for an answer. But nothing’s easy with a woman born to boss five grumpy brothers. Big as they are, those guys don’t scare me. Not like my feelings for Luce and her daughter. Those have me quaking in my Gucci loafers. So does this big-ass secret bearing down like a toxic tsunami. A laugh-out-loud, enemies-to-lovers rom-com about a single mom and the bad boy millionaire she swears she’ll never fall for (spoiler: she does). less

Romeo. Boy Toy. Player. I’ve heard what they call me, and never gave it much thought. Then Zoe walks in with her library smarts and innocent eyes and one helluva dirty idea. I guess living in hospitals for two decades didn’t leave much time for dating. Or any kind of fun, really. Zoe’s a virgin with a bucket list, and guess who’s on it? No way am I satisfying her desires. She’s my boss’s little sister-in-law, and besides. I’m maxed out with my sick dad and a secret I’m not ready to share... moreRomeo. Boy Toy. Player. I’ve heard what they call me, and never gave it much thought. Then Zoe walks in with her library smarts and innocent eyes and one helluva dirty idea. I guess living in hospitals for two decades didn’t leave much time for dating. Or any kind of fun, really. Zoe’s a virgin with a bucket list, and guess who’s on it? No way am I satisfying her desires. She’s my boss’s little sister-in-law, and besides. I’m maxed out with my sick dad and a secret I’m not ready to share. I’ll help with the unsexy things on Zoe’s list. Problem is, everything from a foul-mouthed pinball machine to my dopey dog keep conspiring to push us together. Even cooking class and an oddly sexy oil change lead straight to temptation. Girls like Zoe don’t end up with guys like me. It’s basic math even this high school dropout can do. So how come I can’t stay away? Don't miss this laugh-out-loud steamy romance about a notorious ladies’ man lending a hand (and ahem…other parts! ) to help his boss’s little sister ditch her v-card. less

Ask anyone in town for the best guy to rev your engine and they’ll point to me. Ask anyone who’s read a book or watched TV, or hell…. Any human with a pulse knows Brooke Braham is America’s top advice guru. I don’t need a PhD to see I shouldn’t fall for the famous shrink. It’s not like an auto shop owner can’t run with the rich and beautiful, but guess what? Turns out the good doc and I share more than scorching chemistry. She lost her sister in the worst way, and I—... moreAsk anyone in town for the best guy to rev your engine and they’ll point to me. Ask anyone who’s read a book or watched TV, or hell…. Any human with a pulse knows Brooke Braham is America’s top advice guru. I don’t need a PhD to see I shouldn’t fall for the famous shrink. It’s not like an auto shop owner can’t run with the rich and beautiful, but guess what? Turns out the good doc and I share more than scorching chemistry. She lost her sister in the worst way, and I—. Well, let’s just say it messes with a guy to learn his dead addict mom isn’t. Dead, I mean. Who knew? Not my big pack of rowdy brothers. My sister might’ve sensed it, but I had a different take. One I’ve never told anyone. There’s stuff I should take to the grave, but Brooke’s got me all up in my feelings. Turns out they aren’t just below the belt. She’s funny and smart and loves my big, doofy dog. But we can’t get involved. It says so right there in her book. Love’s not for folks facing major life messes, which is us in a nutshell. So much for sexy sand sledding lessons that can’t lead to more. Ditto for using my childhood tire swing in ways that would make a mechanic blush. I can’t fall for Brooke, no matter what my busted-up heart believes. I’m a guy with a rep for fixing anything. Almost anything. Let’s not dwell. The last thing Brooke needs is me rescuing her like she’s some damsel in distress. But what if we’re meant to save each other? One click this opposites-attract romantic comedy with a small-town mechanic who might just be the soulmate for a famous advice guru. less

What happens when a happy-go-lucky guy’s luck takes a leap off a pier? Answer: Six jillion weddings the same month I get dumped. At least I’m not alone. My best pal got the boot from her boyfriend, which is nuts. Erika’s funny and hot in that I-can-fix-your-transmission way. She’s too good for that guy. Way too good for pity parties from my meddling twin. Protecting us both means telling a little white lie. A fake relationship gives us dates for gobs of giddy, small-town weddings... moreWhat happens when a happy-go-lucky guy’s luck takes a leap off a pier? Answer: Six jillion weddings the same month I get dumped. At least I’m not alone. My best pal got the boot from her boyfriend, which is nuts. Erika’s funny and hot in that I-can-fix-your-transmission way. She’s too good for that guy. Way too good for pity parties from my meddling twin. Protecting us both means telling a little white lie. A fake relationship gives us dates for gobs of giddy, small-town weddings. Someone to laugh with over botched bouquets and risqué buffet spreads. Someone who knows me better than anyone, which…okay, awkward. I’ve got baggage, you know? But fake dating Erika feels more fun than drag karaoke at my brewpub. We’re just friends—nothing sexy between us. Well, maybe once, but it’s part of the act, right? I’m suddenly not sure what’s real anymore. Because now that I know how perfect she feels in my arms,. our whole plan starts to unravel. Then our exes throw us a curveball. Before we know it, our make-believe love. careens on a collision course to genuine heartache. One click this fake dating, friends-to-lovers romantic comedy with two small-town best friends falling head over heels for real. less

Everyone knows my criminal past. It’s why Hazel Spencer hates me. Might also be why she tore off my clothes and climbed me like a tree. Hey, no judgment. I still can’t forget how she melted in my arms. Turns out Hazel can’t forget, either, but for different reasons. Our mind-blowing bang in her mansion’s foyer. left our small town’s famed ice queen knocked up. It’s a shock to us both, but the truth? There are worse things than having a baby with a smart, sexy woman I like... moreEveryone knows my criminal past. It’s why Hazel Spencer hates me. Might also be why she tore off my clothes and climbed me like a tree. Hey, no judgment. I still can’t forget how she melted in my arms. Turns out Hazel can’t forget, either, but for different reasons. Our mind-blowing bang in her mansion’s foyer. left our small town’s famed ice queen knocked up. It’s a shock to us both, but the truth? There are worse things than having a baby with a smart, sexy woman I like. A woman who zings from “come hither” to “get lost” so fast my head spins. Can’t really blame her. Hazel’s dad messed her up good. The prick earned his own prison jumpsuit and the ire of the Spencer-King family. And family matters to Hazel. It’s how I know she’ll be a great mom. And I’m hellbent to prove I’m daddy material. A guy who can handle crib building fiascos and baby announcements gone comically bad. A guy who can make Hazel roar with unladylike laughter. Someone who sees that behind Hazel’s cool front, she’s secretly tender. I just need her to trust I can give her the family she’s wished for. If she’ll only let go of my not-so-hot past. One-click this hilarious enemies-to-lovers romance about a fling that forever links two complete opposites who might just make the perfect family. less