Spring in the Mountains Series by Kat Vroman, Abby Jensen, Joann Baker, Patricia Mason, Annee Jones, Elli Marsh, Opal Nicks, Fiona Clarke, Julia Stone, Sarah Dinan, Cora Lakewood, Lyssa J. Cole, Lilah Hart, Wynter Ryan, Jacqueline Carmine, Peyton Lawson

He is a damaged, grumpy mountain man. And a Kingsley. She has made a few mistakes in the past. But it's Spring in the mountains and what a good time to make a fresh start! A short romance with a happily ever after. Can be read in under an hour - perfect to enjoy on your daily commute, lunch break, or bedtime story. Spring in the Mountains is where the breeze is fresh and pine scented, the flowers are blooming, birds are chirping... moreHe is a damaged, grumpy mountain man. And a Kingsley. She has made a few mistakes in the past. But it's Spring in the mountains and what a good time to make a fresh start! A short romance with a happily ever after. Can be read in under an hour - perfect to enjoy on your daily commute, lunch break, or bedtime story. Spring in the Mountains is where the breeze is fresh and pine scented, the flowers are blooming, birds are chirping. It's also where you will find big, sexy mountain men, smart and sassy women and flowers aren't the only thing blooming! less

She's a cottontail shifter who gave up on love. He's a billionaire hermit who writes fantasy novels in secret. When they meet at the Ostara Festival, neither expects the spring equinox to change everything. Bellamy quit her corporate job to make jeweled eggs full-time. With her fiftieth birthday approaching, she's accepted that love isn't in the cards. Then, a grumpy mountain man pulls her to safety when she slips off a hiking trail, and suddenly her fresh start looks a lot different... moreShe's a cottontail shifter who gave up on love. He's a billionaire hermit who writes fantasy novels in secret. When they meet at the Ostara Festival, neither expects the spring equinox to change everything. Bellamy quit her corporate job to make jeweled eggs full-time. With her fiftieth birthday approaching, she's accepted that love isn't in the cards. Then, a grumpy mountain man pulls her to safety when she slips off a hiking trail, and suddenly her fresh start looks a lot different. Garen Sterling hasn't left Ravenhart Mountain in years. But one look at the curvy artist with the gorgeous hazel eyes, and his carefully crafted solitude starts to crumble. A steamy instalove paranormal romance where two people who gave up on love discover they're exactly what each other needs. Ostara Curves for the Mountain Man is a first-person POV, one-hour instalove read, perfect for your lunch break or work commute. Or simply for just taking a breather. You deserve it! Click 'BUY NOW' to read Ostara Curves for the Mountain Man today! less

A wildflower festival scavenger hunt with a fifty thousand dollar grand prize. She has to win the money, but someone else might win her heart first. I came to Wildwood Valley for one reason: prize money. My mother’s cancer treatments are finished. The hospital bills aren’t. Fifty thousand dollars. Interest stacking. Collection notices. Quiet kitchen-table tears. When I learned the Wildflower Festival scavenger hunt offered a cash payout large enough to erase our debt, I made a survival plan... moreA wildflower festival scavenger hunt with a fifty thousand dollar grand prize. She has to win the money, but someone else might win her heart first. I came to Wildwood Valley for one reason: prize money. My mother’s cancer treatments are finished. The hospital bills aren’t. Fifty thousand dollars. Interest stacking. Collection notices. Quiet kitchen-table tears. When I learned the Wildflower Festival scavenger hunt offered a cash payout large enough to erase our debt, I made a survival plan. Trail maps. Route strategy. Festival checklist. Zero distractions. Then came Evan. Grumpy mountain outfitter. Trail expert. Small town hero. Owner of the local adventure company. Keeper of secret paths. The man whose booth seat I accidentally stole. He tells me my route washed out weeks ago. He offers a better one. He offers himself as my guide. I can’t afford emotional risks. No small town romance. No rugged mountain man temptation. No falling for the local golden retriever energy wrapped in flannel and sun-warmed skin. But Evan shows me hidden waterfalls. Secret meadows. Rare wildflower blooms no one else knows how to find. He looks at me like I’m something worth keeping. Somewhere between the first trail marker and the last sunset, my prize money plan becomes something else. Because the real question isn’t whether I can win the scavenger hunt. It’s whether I’m brave enough to choose:. The cash prize…. or the mountain man who makes Wildwood Valley feel like home. Tropes you'll love:. 🌸 Small Town Mountain Romance. 🧭 Festival Scavenger Hunt Competition. 🏔️ Grumpy (but Soft) Mountain Outfitter. 💰 Age gap romance. 💔 Medical Debt Redemption Motivation. 🥞 Pancake House Meet-Cute. 📍 Forced Proximity on the Trails. 🌄 V-Card Heroine. 🌼 Wildflower Festival Setting. Spring is in the air with this new series featuring some of your favorite steamy instalove authors. less

Marigold. Nothing is more magical than springtime in the mountains, except maybe spring weddings. I’ll need a bit of that magic if I want Warren to finally break out of his shell and ask me out on a real date. Sure, I could ask him out myself, but I was raised to let the man ask the woman out. It is so ingrained in my DNA that I would probably mess the whole thing up if I tried. As the town librarian, I run a book club at the town bar, Whiskey Mountain... moreMarigold. Nothing is more magical than springtime in the mountains, except maybe spring weddings. I’ll need a bit of that magic if I want Warren to finally break out of his shell and ask me out on a real date. Sure, I could ask him out myself, but I was raised to let the man ask the woman out. It is so ingrained in my DNA that I would probably mess the whole thing up if I tried. As the town librarian, I run a book club at the town bar, Whiskey Mountain. Warren has joined the book club and hasn’t missed a single meeting. He’s also always around me, with a warm smile and a friendly greeting. I know he’s interested in me, but how do I convince this shy mountain man to ask me out? My spring magic comes in the form of one of my best friends’ weddings. She happens to be marrying Warren’s brother. As the Maid of Honor and Best Man, we are forced to spend more time together, just the two of us, as we plan their shared wedding shower and bachelorette/bachelor party. With the magic of a spring wedding spurring us on, how can we not fall in love? Warren. Marigold is as warm and welcoming as her namesake. It’s unfortunate that every time I try to move beyond just being her friend and ask her out on a real date, I freeze, knowing a woman as beautiful and caring as Marigold wouldn’t be interested in someone like me, who is 10 years older than her. No, it’s better that we just stay friends. It isn’t until my younger brother’s wedding approaches that I start questioning my decision to just stay friends with Marigold. Watching both my brothers find love has made me want more from Marigold. But how do I convince her I’ve changed my mind and that I want her as more than a friend? less

Sean. I don’t like surprises. A woman crashing into my cabin in the middle of a storm definitely qualifies. She looks at me like I’m salvation instead of the kind of man people warn their daughters about. The kind of man who knows how easily something soft can break. I should call mountain rescue and send her on her way. Instead, something primal wakes up in my chest. She’s too young. Too innocent. Too damn tempting... moreSean. I don’t like surprises. A woman crashing into my cabin in the middle of a storm definitely qualifies. She looks at me like I’m salvation instead of the kind of man people warn their daughters about. The kind of man who knows how easily something soft can break. I should call mountain rescue and send her on her way. Instead, something primal wakes up in my chest. She’s too young. Too innocent. Too damn tempting. And once she’s under my roof, hurt and shaking, the cabin doesn’t feel big enough for two. I tell myself it’s just instinct. Protection. Responsibility. But every time she says my name, every time she trusts me with her body, the truth digs in deeper. I don’t want to save her. I want to keep her. The mountain doesn’t give back what it claims, and neither do I. less

She wasn’t sent to save him. She was sent to decide if he ever flies again. Aiden “Hawk” Hartley has spent his life in the air—until one split-second decision grounds him for good. Physically cleared but operationally flagged, Hawk is told there’s only one way back into the cockpit. Lorelai “Rory” Nicks is the occupational therapist brought in to decide if he ever flies again. She doesn’t care about his reputation, his record, or the way other pilots look at him like a legend... moreShe wasn’t sent to save him. She was sent to decide if he ever flies again. Aiden “Hawk” Hartley has spent his life in the air—until one split-second decision grounds him for good. Physically cleared but operationally flagged, Hawk is told there’s only one way back into the cockpit. Lorelai “Rory” Nicks is the occupational therapist brought in to decide if he ever flies again. She doesn’t care about his reputation, his record, or the way other pilots look at him like a legend. Her job is simple: break down his instincts, test his judgment, and determine whether he’s still safe when everything goes wrong. Hawk hates that she sees him so clearly. He hates that he wants her approval even more. As Rory pushes him through high-pressure simulations and controlled chaos, the line between professional distance and dangerous attraction starts to blur. Hawk isn’t afraid of failing the tests—but losing control with the one woman who holds his future in her hands might cost him everything. Because if he wants his wings back, he’ll have to trust himself again. less

Poppy. I had spent my whole life taking care of everyone else — until the day my mother's surprise announcement left me without a home, a plan, or a single reason to stay. So I got in my car and drove. I hadn't meant to stop in Lone Mountain, Montana. I hadn't meant to do a lot of things lately, but there I was, sitting in a diner with no plan, no home, and a very kind stranger telling me about a seasonal job up the mountain that would be perfect for someone with my skills... morePoppy. I had spent my whole life taking care of everyone else — until the day my mother's surprise announcement left me without a home, a plan, or a single reason to stay. So I got in my car and drove. I hadn't meant to stop in Lone Mountain, Montana. I hadn't meant to do a lot of things lately, but there I was, sitting in a diner with no plan, no home, and a very kind stranger telling me about a seasonal job up the mountain that would be perfect for someone with my skills. I told her I had a green thumb. I mean, I'd kept a cactus alive for three weeks once. That counted. The job was at a nursery — except calling it a nursery felt like calling the ocean a puddle. This place moved seedlings by the truckload. It was run by a man who, as far as I could tell, had never smiled in his entire life. He hired me anyway. Questionable decision on his part. I told myself this was exactly what I needed — a little fresh air, a little hard work, a little time to figure out who Poppy was when she wasn't busy taking care of everyone else. A fresh start. A new beginning. Cordell. She said she had a green thumb. I should have pushed on that. I should have asked follow-up questions, requested references, done literally anything other than look at her for thirty seconds and realize I wanted her to stay on the mountain. My mountain. I didn't do complicated. I did seedlings, soil, silence, and solitude. Poppy was none of those things. She was chaos. She was, apparently with no effort, the most interesting thing that had happened up here in longer than I cared to admit. Not that I was admitting it. Not that I was thinking about it. I should have asked more questions at the interview. If you love swoony, grumpy mountain men, a curvy heroine who has absolutely no idea where she's headed, and an instalove story you can finish before your coffee gets cold — Poppy and the Mountain Man was made for you. Grab your copy and start the Spring in the Mountains Series today! less

FLORA:. 🐝 I had a plan. A good plan. Insemination, positive test, baby on the way — all on my terms. Nowhere in that plan did it say “drive to Montana to stalk your sperm donor. ”. But his profile kept rattling around in my head. I just wanted to see him. Quietly. Like a normal, well-adjusted person. Instead I tripped over a hive box and landed at the feet of the grumpiest, hottest beekeeper in the mountain west. Then I panicked and told him I was a landscape designer... moreFLORA:. 🐝 I had a plan. A good plan. Insemination, positive test, baby on the way — all on my terms. Nowhere in that plan did it say “drive to Montana to stalk your sperm donor. ”. But his profile kept rattling around in my head. I just wanted to see him. Quietly. Like a normal, well-adjusted person. Instead I tripped over a hive box and landed at the feet of the grumpiest, hottest beekeeper in the mountain west. Then I panicked and told him I was a landscape designer. At least that part is true. Now I’m planting pollinator gardens I invented on the spot while he drizzles wild honey over everything he cooks and looks at me like I’m trouble he wants to taste. 🍯. The longer I stay — swallowing his honey, feeling his hands, watching spring crack this mountain wide open — the harder it gets to remember I came here to observe. Not to stay. And definitely not to fall. He’s starting to suspect I’m not here for the flowers. I’m starting to realize he might be right. 🌸. 🔥 Grumpy-sunshine • Breeding kink • Forced proximity • Who-falls-first • Guaranteed HEA. Quick, hot, and bingeable in one sitting. 🐝. less

Daisy. A fresh start. That’s all I’ve wanted for so long I don’t even know how to let myself want it anymore. And now that it’s here, my brain is whirring a mile a minute with reasons why it’ll never work. I packed up my tiny compact car with as many possessions as I could stuff into it, let my lease lapse and here I am, in the mountains of Ashwood, New Hampshire, the place that’s held space in my heart for so many years. My favorite place. Our favorite place. Archer. “Archer? ”... moreDaisy. A fresh start. That’s all I’ve wanted for so long I don’t even know how to let myself want it anymore. And now that it’s here, my brain is whirring a mile a minute with reasons why it’ll never work. I packed up my tiny compact car with as many possessions as I could stuff into it, let my lease lapse and here I am, in the mountains of Ashwood, New Hampshire, the place that’s held space in my heart for so many years. My favorite place. Our favorite place. Archer. “Archer? ”. The one voice I’ve been dying to hear for five years now. My heart’s racing so hard I can barely make out the pair of magical syllables. My arms ache to wrap her in a hug and never let go but my legs −and brain− say run. Run as far as you can, as fast as you can, and get away from the single worst woman on the entire planet. The one who stole my heart and ran off with it, on our wedding day no less. 🔥Spicy 🌶️🌶️🌶️. 🫶Second Chance. 😂Rom-Com. ✨Opposites Attract. 😡Grumpy Mountain Man Recluse. 🔒Forced/Close Proximity. 💣Lovers to Enemies to Lovers. ❤️“It’s Always Been You”. 🏔️Small Mountain TownDaisy and her Mountain Man is a steamy, second chance, enemies to lovers novella with a guaranteed HEA, intended to be devoured in an hour. less

A Steamy Spring Small-Town Romantic ComedyRainey Logan didn’t plan to rebuild her life in the Colorado mountains. Fresh off a bitter divorce and fueled by equal parts fury and freedom, she pours every cent of her settlement into a rustic cabin she’s only seen in internet photos. The listing said it needed a little TLC. It needs everything. The soil is stubborn. The cabin is worse. And the shovel she just bought might actually kill her. But then she meets Troy Bennett . .. Broad-shouldered... moreA Steamy Spring Small-Town Romantic ComedyRainey Logan didn’t plan to rebuild her life in the Colorado mountains. Fresh off a bitter divorce and fueled by equal parts fury and freedom, she pours every cent of her settlement into a rustic cabin she’s only seen in internet photos. The listing said it needed a little TLC. It needs everything. The soil is stubborn. The cabin is worse. And the shovel she just bought might actually kill her. But then she meets Troy Bennett . .. Broad-shouldered. Tattooed. Bearded. Infuriatingly calm. The rugged mountain man she meets at the Cady Springs lumber yard watches her wage war on a patch of dirt like she’s personally offended the earth itself—and then makes the mistake of offering advice. Troy doesn’t start what he doesn’t intend to finish. He’s learned the hard way that chemistry burns fast when there are no roots beneath it. So when the fiery redhead storms into town determined to conquer mountain soil—and possibly outrun her past—he offers guidance. Not rescue. Because up here, you don’t plant shallow. Working side by side in the spring sunshine, tension begins to simmer. Rainey is all impulse and spark, ready to leap headfirst into something that feels good. Troy is steady ground, guarding a heart that’s done investing in women who won’t stay. But as the garden begins to grow, so does something neither of them expected. And when Rainey is handed an easy way out, she’ll have to decide—Is this just another fresh start…. or the first place she’s ever willing to put down roots? Dug Deep With The Mountain Man is a steamy small-town romantic comedy featuring:• a fiery, fast-talking heroine. • a rugged cinnamon-roll mountain man. • opposites attract tension. • small-town meddling. • slow-burn chemistry. • and a love worth cultivatingA guaranteed happily-ever-after in a story meant to be devoured in just a couple of hours. Each book in the Spring in the Mountains Series can be enjoyed as a stand-alone. Put some "spring" in your step and devour them all. less

Spending spring in the mountains turned to be the best decision I ever made. I’m named after a flower, but I didn’t really think of myself as delicate. When I meet the handsome mountain man that lives near where I’m staying, it rattles me. He’s the sweetest, nicest man I’ve ever met, and if it wasn’t for my own naughty thoughts I think he’d be too much of a gentleman to make a first move. Thankfully, we click fast and find that we cannot live without each other soon after... moreSpending spring in the mountains turned to be the best decision I ever made. I’m named after a flower, but I didn’t really think of myself as delicate. When I meet the handsome mountain man that lives near where I’m staying, it rattles me. He’s the sweetest, nicest man I’ve ever met, and if it wasn’t for my own naughty thoughts I think he’d be too much of a gentleman to make a first move. Thankfully, we click fast and find that we cannot live without each other soon after. Can a spring fling really change someone’s life, forever? less

He’s too old. She’s too bright. Neither of them is strong enough to stay away. Daliah:. Every Saturday, I set up my honey and beeswax display with a smile—and every Saturday, River Pierce glares at me from across the farmer’s market like I personally offended his jars of grumpy old-man jam. He’s older. Quiet. Permanently scowling. Basically sunshine-repellent. Anti—me... moreHe’s too old. She’s too bright. Neither of them is strong enough to stay away. Daliah:. Every Saturday, I set up my honey and beeswax display with a smile—and every Saturday, River Pierce glares at me from across the farmer’s market like I personally offended his jars of grumpy old-man jam. He’s older. Quiet. Permanently scowling. Basically sunshine-repellent. Anti—me. So why does my heart trip every time his eyes land on me? Why do I catch myself wondering what he’d look like if he ever smiled—especially at me? When the market manager moves his booth right next to mine, the rivalry I’ve built in my head starts to crumble. Up close, River isn’t just intense… he’s attentive. Protective. And the way he looks at me now? Definitely not hate. Turns out, the man who used to be out of reach might be exactly where I belong. River:. Daliah is loud colors and warm laughter—everything a man like me has no business wanting. She’s too young. Too bright. Too full of life for someone who prefers silence, routine, and keeping his head down. So yeah—I glare. It’s easier than letting anyone see what she does to me. Easier than admitting that every time she smiles, something tight in my chest pulls loose. I’m older. I know better. I should keep my distance. But when our booths end up side by side, maintaining distance becomes impossible. She’s right there—close enough to touch, close enough to breathe in the sweetness of honey and sunshine that follows her everywhere. If she keeps stepping closer, keeps testing the space between us…. When my restraint snaps, I won’t stop until she’s mine. less

She came to start over. Love was the last thing she was looking for. Opening a floral boutique in Pineberry Springs is Holly's fresh start. A chance to rebuild her life in a cozy small town where no one knows past, where she can finally breathe. After everything she's been through, she's done with love. Done with men in general, actually. Especially charming ones who are quick to promise the world. What she doesn't plan on? Jake... moreShe came to start over. Love was the last thing she was looking for. Opening a floral boutique in Pineberry Springs is Holly's fresh start. A chance to rebuild her life in a cozy small town where no one knows past, where she can finally breathe. After everything she's been through, she's done with love. Done with men in general, actually. Especially charming ones who are quick to promise the world. What she doesn't plan on? Jake. The soft-spoken man who is a nearly a decade older than her and owns the coffeehouse and roastery next door is way too kind to be real - not to mention competent, self-aware, and maddeningly handsome. Jake is everything she doesn’t trust. He’s warm where she’s guarded. Protective without being possessive. Consistent in a way that feels impossible. Before she knows it, they're sharing utilities, mornings, and a love of the great outdoors. He looks at her like he's known her forever - like he's been waiting for her. Holly doesn't believe in fate anymore, but she does believe in paying attention to red flags and not making the same mistake twice. Still, there’s no denying the instant connection between them feels unnervingly right. It's a spark Holly doesn’t trust, but can’t ignore. Jake is nothing like the man who nearly broke her - and that makes him even more dangerous. Because if he's for real, then walking away would mean letting go of the kind of love she'd given up on dreaming of. The kind that feels like coming home. Something’s Brewing with the Mountain Man is a tender, swoony, small-town romance with instalove spark, fated-mate energy, and a whisper of magic. This open-door quick read features a black cat florist and the golden retriever mountain man who shows her what true love is. This book is featured in Spring in the Mountains, a multi-author mountain man romance collection where each book is a complete standalone featuring a rugged, protective and devoted hero. This story begins Holly and Jake’s journey in Pineberry Springs, with their romance continuing in the forthcoming full-length companion novel, The Enchanted Florist. less

He rescued her from the storm. He never meant to keep her. When elementary school teacher Poppy Whitaker gets lost in the Blue Ridge Mountains during a sudden spring storm, she expects cold, fear, and one very long night alone. Instead, she finds Stone Mercer. Former wildland firefighter. Mountain recluse. A man carved from silence, solitude, and scars he never talks about. He lives off the grid, keeps his distance, and trusts no one to stay. Until her... moreHe rescued her from the storm. He never meant to keep her. When elementary school teacher Poppy Whitaker gets lost in the Blue Ridge Mountains during a sudden spring storm, she expects cold, fear, and one very long night alone. Instead, she finds Stone Mercer. Former wildland firefighter. Mountain recluse. A man carved from silence, solitude, and scars he never talks about. He lives off the grid, keeps his distance, and trusts no one to stay. Until her. From the moment Stone carries Poppy out of the rain and into his remote cabin, something shifts. She is warmth in his cold world, light in the quiet he built to survive, and the one person who makes him want more than isolation. Poppy didn’t come to the mountain looking for a man. Especially not one so guarded, so steady, so dangerously easy to trust. But as the storm traps them together, lines blur, walls fall, and one night changes everything. Because sheltering her was never the real risk. Losing her is. Fast. Tender. Forever. If you love protective mountain men, grumpy-sunshine romance, forced proximity, and short steamy stories filled with heat and heart, you’ll fall hard for Stone and Poppy in Sheltered by the Mountain Man. This short and steamy mountain man romance is part of the Spring In The Mountains series. Don't miss the other books and celebrate spring with your favorite ruggedly handsome book boyfriends. less

A tough cinnamon roll hero goes all soft and gooey for his pretty flower. It was a day like any other. Another call, another tow. Until my eyes landed on the sweet and curvy Lily. In an instant, I knew she was all mine. Her soft feminine looks and her pretty floral dresses weren’t a match for my greasy overalls and rough calloused hands. But when I drove her home, I knew there was no way I could let her go. As the weather warmed and the spring flowers bloomed, so did our love... moreA tough cinnamon roll hero goes all soft and gooey for his pretty flower. It was a day like any other. Another call, another tow. Until my eyes landed on the sweet and curvy Lily. In an instant, I knew she was all mine. Her soft feminine looks and her pretty floral dresses weren’t a match for my greasy overalls and rough calloused hands. But when I drove her home, I knew there was no way I could let her go. As the weather warmed and the spring flowers bloomed, so did our love. She was my Lily girl. Forever. Lily and the Mountain Man is a damsel in distress, opposites attract, small town instalove romance set in the small picturesque town of Appleridge. It features a curvy woman and a cinnamon roll mountain man. It’s meant to be devoured in only one hour! So if you love short, steamy instalove novelettes with hot mountain men, you’ll want to one click the Spring in the Mountains Series today! less