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He's the hot single dad across the street… and her plans are set. So she can absolutely not, under any circumstances, fall for him.  I will not fall for Cormac Whitewood.  My hot across-the-street neighbor has broad shoulders, a dimple on one side of his rare smile, and two adorable daughters.  Oh yeah, and a late wife he's not over.  Plus, I'm about to leave town. Staying in Singletree after my divorce feels a little like giving up on myself, and while I might be a teensy bit defeated, I'm not calling it quits. I'm a family practice doctor with no family, something I'm still hoping to change one day.  But as my deadline to accept my new job ticks closer, I'm starting to realize that it might already be too late. I'm falling in love with the widower.  Second Chance Spring is a full-length standalone novel about the plans life makes for us while we're busy making plans for ourselves, and it's full of snort laughs, second chances, cake, and small-town fun.

Coming home wasn't part of the plan, and being forced to live with her (admittedly hot) enemy? Definitely not on the agenda.  Michael Tucker is a jerk. I know this because he is a Tucker. I mean, his last name even rhymes with… well, you get it.  And while I'm not necessarily going to indulge in the shenanigans involved in the hundred-year-old feud between our families, I'm also not getting too close to any Tuckers.  Even this one, with his tousled hair, wounded eyes and sarcastic wit.  Especially not this one.  Coming home to Singletree was meant to be a stop-over—time to heal after a particularly embarrassing breakup. I never planned to stay.

My movie star crush is coming to stay at my house.  And he's my sister's new boyfriend. My sister Juliet has always gotten everything she wants. It's mostly fine though. I never wanted the spotlight. That was for Juliet. And now that she's America's most popular starlet? She can have it.But when Gran—the feisty woman who raised us, and who I cannot seem to wean off video games, an afternoon doobie, or her daily Manhattan—has a huge party to celebrate her 90th birthday, Juliet brings the spotlight right to our front door. Literally.In the form of my ultimate movie-star crush, Ryan McDonnell. I can barely form a sentence around the guy (at least I don't still have a poster of him on my wall). And I definitely can't get over the fact that he's Juliet's new boyfriend. Because of course he is. She's Juliet Manchester. And I'm ... well, I'm the boring sister.I just need to get through the weekend with them—and with the magazine people who are covering them and the party for a feature. I just need to stay away from Ryan and his warm curious eyes, his perfectly chiseled arms, and the impossibly sexy things that come out of his mouth when we're alone together.It's only one weekend, and I just need to remember that Ryan is an actor. But he's a good one. Because I almost believe him when he tells me we have a chance together. If you're looking for a snort-laugh-inspiring romcom with lovesick housechickens, video game-playing grannies, and hot swoony heroes, you're in luck! Grab the first book in this series today! (All books are full-length standalones with happily ever afters and no cliffhangers!)  "e;A fast read from author Delancey Stewart that delivers the steam, laughs, and feels!"e; -- Wall Street Journal and #1 Amazon Bestselling Author, Lucy Score

A full-length standalone holiday romcom from USA Today Bestselling author, Delancey Stewart! I'll just admit it right up front—I don't love the holidays. In fact, Christmas makes me downright cranky. Call me the Grinch if you must, but if your dad chose that day to decide he was wrong about that whole wanting a family thing, you'd grow up miffed about mistletoe too. Every candy cane, ugly sweater, and falalalala reminds me of the worst day of my life. So when my uncle—a bigwig network executive—gives me one last shot to salvage my disastrous TV production career on a show called Holiday Homes, I've got no choice but to suck it up, head to the small town of Singletree, and fake festive. The problem?  Callan Whitewood. The sexy, sullen former pro-soccer player might be the one person on earth who hates the holidays more than I do. After a devastating injury ended his career, he's left with a limp, no idea what to do with his future, and a cheerless attitude worthy of Ebenezer Scrooge. But I've got a TIME LIMIT to convince the gorgeous grump to allow his home to be featured as the pinnacle of the Christmas episode of the show that's going to save my career.That is, if I can keep my hands off him… but I'm having a bit of trouble sticking to the task.  SHAKING THE SLEIGH is a standalone holiday romantic comedy with a satisfying happily ever after, plenty of festive chuckles, some sexy times and a few chinchillas. Maybe a cat. (And there might be a wombat because wombats really do fit into almost any story.)