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Naia is an outcast. She keeps to herself, avoiding the villagers stares. The way they point. Even though she wants nothing more than to belong. But when her village is cursed with endless summer, Naia must confront the formidable beast who holds the key to restoring the seasons. That's challenging enough, but the beast isn't what she expected. Those soulful dark eyes seem more man than monster. And the way he looks at her, with a clarity she's only dreamed of...

Junior editor Grace Taylor is doubling as the temporary assistant to senior editor Nicola Valentine…and harboring a secret crush on her. Grace is devastated when a work conference forces her to miss her big family Christmas. However, she gets a gift she doesn’t expect when a snowstorm strands her and Nicola at a small B&B. Nicola has no idea how to handle sharing a room with her gorgeous, vibrant assistant. As she learns to share her heart as well, her fear threatens the blossoming relationship. Can she let Grace in, or will Nicola’s past sabotage her chance at happiness?

Abby Nicholson used to love Christmas. Until she didn’t. After leaving Winter Glen, the small town famous for its Christmas celebration and her family’s greeting card company, Abby is forced to return to the home she left behind when the unexpected passing of her father thrusts the business into her hands. Turning her back on the magic of the holiday beloved by her father and the town, she decides to sell the business. Signing the paperwork with the very pen her father used to create it, she is shocked to discover her hometown has become a whole new world.

In 1920s Fredericksburg, Virginia, young country boy Middy Grove sets out on his own, working at a pickle factory and searching for a place for himself in a constantly changing town uncertain of its identity. One day Middy finds himself drawn to a mysterious city girl with bobbed hair and eyes that seem to shine in the darkness from under her brimmed hat. Like she's some angel fallen from Heaven, he never seems to fully draw her attention, though she always leaves him with the strange phrase "You're too good for me."

On the balcony of our gorgeous villa, I clink glasses with my handsome new husband, Owen Turner. As I gaze into his mysterious brown eyes, a shiver runs down my spine. I can barely believe it: true love, palm trees, turquoise sea, white sand. Everything should be perfect. Except last night, Owen and I had our first argument. My husband drank too much, and he said something that made me wonder if there's a darker side to the man I married.