Savannah Scott

A three-book collection of small-town closed-door romcoms with heart, laugh-out-loud moments, and happily ever afters: These stories are the first three in a seven-book series of closed-door romcoms set in the fictional town of Bordeaux, Ohio.

My friend Maya says I attract three types of men: drifters, dreamers, and dependents. I don’t need another flake.

I'm madly in love with my best friend. That right there—that's my secret. Trevor and I grew up next door to one another. Yes. He's the boy next door. Even now, we rent opposite sides of a duplex, and we work across the aisle from one another at The Corn Corners Tribune....

My man-free life is going along fine until the day I walk into my new job as a part-time tutor to the daughter of the new doctor in town. The sight of this man is making my skin tingle and my breath hitch, and something very much like butterflies are erupting in my stomach....

If you had asked me if I'd ever be dating Chris St. James, well, let's just say it's more likely Jimmy Choo would name a shoe after me, which, Jimmy, if you're out there, the Ella Mae would definitely be a big seller. Call me, Mkay? But, back to Chris....

Even if Duke noticed me, it wouldn’t matter. I’m so off limits I may as well be wearing an outfit made entirely of caution tape. We both know Chris would enlist a special-ops tactical team to hunt him down if he ever pursued anything beyond friendship with me....

Everyone always told me it wasn’t as though a woman was going to land on my doorstep and fall in love with me....

You know those stories where high-school sweethearts reunite to find their happily-ever-after bliss together? Well, that won't be me. Sure, my ex-boyfriend, Rob, has the smolder down to a science—which makes sense, because to him, everything is science....

Brooks and I met three years ago when my best friend's boyfriend held a party to propose to her in front of all their friends—in the middle of his goat farm....

I live for happily ever afters. And I'm finally meeting my favorite romance author in person! Only, all this time, I thought author, Amelie De Pierre, was a woman. It turns out, Pierre Toussaint is the man behind the books that make me weak in the knees.

Olivia Pennington has spent her whole life competing with Logan Alexander—and losing. From spelling bees to science fairs, he's always been one step ahead, snagging the trophies, titles, accolades, and now … he's after the promotion she desperately wanted.

When Rene Dubois comes from France to visit my sister and her husband, I obviously keep my distance. I don’t need his kisses to my cheeks, his flirty banter, or the way his bright green eyes make me feel flutters in my belly and tingles across my skin. I don’t do flutters or tingles.