Gibson Hollow

I never meant to be anyone’s heroine.Not when I became the acting mayor of my hometown after the flood. Not when I kept my law practice afloat out of a booth in my grandmother’s diner. And definitely not when my secret romantasy novels went...

I rebuilt my grandmother’s bakery from the ground up. Poured everything I had into making it thrive again—flour, sweat, and a whole lot of tears.Then she died. And her will blindsided me.If I’m not married by the time probate closes, I lose the bakery...