Ordela Mountain Men Series by Abby Ryan

Flora Getting left at the altar was humiliating enough. Having my ex-fiancé loudly announce his disgust with my curves to two hundred wedding guests?That was my breaking point.So I did what any self-respecting woman would do—I fled in my wedding dress during the worst blizzard in Colorado history. Smart, right?When my car dies on a mountain pass miles from nowhere, I'm sure I'll freeze to death in silk and lace.Then he appears through the swirling snow—all flannel, beard, and broad shoulders... moreFlora Getting left at the altar was humiliating enough. Having my ex-fiancé loudly announce his disgust with my curves to two hundred wedding guests?That was my breaking point.So I did what any self-respecting woman would do—I fled in my wedding dress during the worst blizzard in Colorado history. Smart, right?When my car dies on a mountain pass miles from nowhere, I'm sure I'll freeze to death in silk and lace.Then he appears through the swirling snow—all flannel, beard, and broad shoulders.Ryan Coleman is a mountain man straight out of my secret fantasies, and he's offering me shelter.His hand-built cabin becomes my refuge as the storm rages. With each passing day, I discover the gentle heart behind his gruff exterior, especially when he's his wolf-dog, Kira.For the first time, someone sees ME—not who they want me to be.I never expected to find acceptance in a stranger's eyes...or passion in his arms. But when my car is finally fixed and Denver calls me back, can I really leave the mountain and the man who rescued more than just my frozen body?Ryan I prefer trees to people and silence to small talk. The last thing I need is a stranded city girl in a wedding dress complicating my solitary life.But when I find her shivering on the roadside during the worst storm in years, I can't just drive away. Plus she's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, with copper curls and curves that make my hands itch to touch her.I tell myself it's temporary.Just until the roads clear and her car is fixed. Then she'll return to her fancy photographer life in Denver, and I'll go back to my woodshop and my mountain.Except now she's sleeping in my flannel shirts, laughing with my brothers, and making my cabin feel like a home for the first time since my sister died.She fits here. With me.When her car is finally ready, I have to do I watch her drive away, or do I fight for the woman who crashed into my life and showed me what I've been missing all along?This is a steamy, emotional small-town romance featuring a protective mountain man, a curvy heroine finding her confidence, forced proximity in a snowstorm, and the healing power of true acceptance. No cliffhangers. First in the Ordela Mountain Men series. less

LaceyI've spent my life mixing healing herbs and keeping my heart locked away. After years with a man who left bruises on my skin and soul, I'd accepted that "good enough" was all I deserved.Until Mikey Coleman's fist connected with my ex-boyfriend's face.The same Mikey who fixed my truck since high school. The same Mikey whose blue eyes followed me across rooms for years while I pretended not to notice... moreLaceyI've spent my life mixing healing herbs and keeping my heart locked away. After years with a man who left bruises on my skin and soul, I'd accepted that "good enough" was all I deserved.Until Mikey Coleman's fist connected with my ex-boyfriend's face.The same Mikey who fixed my truck since high school. The same Mikey whose blue eyes followed me across rooms for years while I pretended not to notice. The same Mikey whose calloused hands now trace my curves like he's memorizing a map to treasure.I never expected to fall for my grandmother's best friend's grandson. But when he pins me against his truck under October stars, whispering that I've always been his, how can I deny what's been building between us for years?As I help my newly-separated mother rebuild her life, Mikey becomes my rock—steady, unwavering, and burning with a passion that melts my carefully constructed walls. His mountain cabin feels more like home than anywhere I've ever been.But when my ex resurfaces with the same old patterns, my instinct is still to run. Can I finally believe I deserve the kind of love that protects instead of destroys?MikeyI've wanted Lacey Finnegan since we were teenagers.Instead, I watched her waste years on a man who dimmed her light. Watched her flinch at sudden movements. Watched her hide behind fake smiles at town events.When I find her ex's hands on her again, something snaps. One punch becomes a promise—no one hurts her again. Not while I'm breathing.Now she's finally mine, sleeping in my flannel shirts, sharing meals with my grandmother, fitting into my life like she's always belonged. Somehow, we make perfect sense.But Lacey's still healing, still learning to trust. When her father's betrayal shatters her family and her ex keeps circling, I'm faced with a sometimes loving someone means knowing when to step back and when to stand between them and the world.She calls me her protector, but she doesn't see that she's saving me too—from a lifetime of loneliness in these mountains I could never leave.CONTENT WARNING: This book contains descriptions of domestic violence, physical abuse, references to infidelity, and confrontations with an abusive ex-partner. Reader discretion is advised. less

me. Single him. Conference? Fine. Prior whiskey‑blurred night together? Not fine. I came to Ordela Springs to give my best friend’s daughter a safe life and stay invisible to the controlling ex who wouldn’t quit. keep my head down, keep Gracie safe, definitely don’t fall for a student’s guardian.Then Adrian Coleman fills my doorway—broad, broody, totally off‑limits—and every cell remembers his hands.We called that night a mistake. Done... moreme. Single him. Conference? Fine. Prior whiskey‑blurred night together? Not fine. I came to Ordela Springs to give my best friend’s daughter a safe life and stay invisible to the controlling ex who wouldn’t quit. keep my head down, keep Gracie safe, definitely don’t fall for a student’s guardian.Then Adrian Coleman fills my doorway—broad, broody, totally off‑limits—and every cell remembers his hands.We called that night a mistake. Done.Until a harvest festival, a homemade pie, and a kid‑free sleepover line up like fate. One Ferris wheel kiss later I’m right back where I swore I wouldn’t be—wanting him.AdrianI didn’t sign up to be “Dad,” but Lilly needs steady—and steady leaves no room for the curvy teacher I tasted once and never forgot.Penelope says my girl might need counseling and every failure spikes. Soon I’m burning fingers on pie crust, riding a Ferris wheel, and waking with her wearing my flannel.Trigger - stalker ex less