Enemies by day. Electric tension by night. Welcome to small town chaos.

Inheriting a rundown bar from the father who abandoned me should be my chance to start over.

Instead, it puts me directly in the path of Hudson Fitzgerald—single dad, small town royalty, and the most insufferable man I’ve ever met. He’s rich, broody, and way too good-looking for my peace of mind.

Oh, and he wants me gone.

But I didn’t come here just to tuck my tail and run away. I came to prove I’m not the hot mess everyone thinks I am. Even if that means going head-to-head with Hudson every single day.

He thinks I’m chaos in a crop top. I think he’s a control freak with a stick where the sun doesn’t shine. But beneath all that tension is something else. Something electric.

And when he kisses me? Let’s just say, for a man who claims he doesn’t do messy, he sure knows how to make a mess of me.

I was only supposed to be here long enough to fix up my bar. I never meant to fall for the man who runs this place like he owns it.

But in a small town like this, love has a way of sneaking up on you.

Fans of enemies-to-lovers, forbidden kisses and grumpy billionaires won’t want to miss this small town romcom packed with laugh-out-loud banter and smouldering tension!

 

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She stands out like a sore thumb in the sea of pastel princesses, because she’s wearing some kind of dark brown leather bodice, laced so tightly it pushes her breasts up that I swear she’s a breath away from a wardrobe malfunction.

If I thought my heart was pounding before, it’s pretty much launching itself on a suicide mission against my ribcage now.

You don’t strike me as somebody who cares if things are a good idea…

And I promise that no matter how many storms we face, I’ll be your calm in the chaos, your partner in every adventure, and the one who loves you so deeply that even songs can’t do it justice. Forever and always, you’ll be my melody, my magic, and my everything.

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This is such a fun read that I didn’t even mind the angsty part, and I generally despise angst. I adored this couple; they were hot stuff, like atomically combustible hot. The characters were likable yet significantly flawed. Each storyline was engaging, well-paced, cleverly amusing, and provided a significant contribution to the plot. What more could a reader ask for?

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Ada Rose never expected to find herself homeless in her thirties. Then again, she also never thought she’d encounter a man as heartless as Jonathan Oaks. Her job managing a care home for the elderly is a struggle and the sudden death of her father and stepmother, who she had been living with— has thrown her world into disarray. The house is left to Jonathan, her stepmother’s estranged son, and he wants Ada gone ASAP.

In fact, he’s given her a week to pack her things and move out.

As a resident in the home, Ada knows she has certain rights, but her pride gets the better of her. If Jonathan wants her gone, then she’ll go, and finding herself out of options, she resorts to sleeping in her car. But she’s a survivor and has gotten through a lot worse.

After a week and still finding no apartments in her price range, Ada is getting desperate. She receives a call from Jonathan requesting that she come collect some of her late father’s belongings. She doesn’t expect him to be there when she drops by, and after he takes one look at Ada’s possessions stuffed into her car, she’s filled with a sense of shame. Resentment, too, because he’s the very reason her life has been upended.

Being a wealthy investment banker, Ada anticipates Jonathan’s disdain for her situation but it never comes. Instead he mentions a vacant apartment he owns and offers to rent it to her for a reasonable price. Not willing to look a gift horse in the mouth, Ada accepts his offer. But what she doesn’t realise is that the apartment is right next door to Jonathan’s, and becoming his neighbour means getting to know him a whole lot better.

Quietly Yours is book #3 in L.H. Cosway’s Quiet Love Series and can be read as a standalone.

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It felt like thorns were cinching around my heart, pricking the tender organ and squeezing tighter and tighter until I couldn’t stand the pain.

If this was what hell felt like, people were right to fear it.

I’m pretty sure that boy came out of the womb and immediately began flirting with the midwife.

My brain shut off, like an electricity grid suddenly losing power. One minute, it was a map of switched on, glowing lights, and the next, darkness. No connections were going through.

Regrets were a problem for tomorrow.

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This series had an excellent start with Quiet Types, and miraculously just gets better and better. I can’t wait to see what she does next. The writing is emotive, engaging, easy to fall into, and is populated with flawed yet likable and hardworking characters I’d enjoy knowing and would be proud to have as a friend.

Never thought I’d agree to a marriage of convenience to my hot, firefighter ex boyfriend.
Especially after he casually informs me we’ve been married for ten years.

Ten years ago, Wilder and I were so in love that we got married in Vegas for one night only before leaving for college on different sides of the world. He was supposed to mail the annulment papers.

Problem is, he didn’t.
Worse? He didn’t tell me.
Not even when I came back to town to marry another man.

But now he needs my help, and I can’t say no. All I have to do is have to pretend in front of the whole town like we’re married. Hold hands. Kiss. Not throw myself at him when he looks at me like I’m the only woman in the world.

My body might remember him, but the rest of me isn’t ready. Because I’m just learning how to find myself, and if I get wrapped up in Wilder’s world, I’ll lose more than my heart—I’ll lose everything.

Again.

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Her laughter is like hearing an old song my heart forgot.

My major organs are playing checkers.

I wonder absently if a human jaw can unhinge like a snake. Molly’s tonsils are on full display.

All I need are more hours in the day and more days in the week. The thought doesn’t burst my bubble, but it definitely springs a leak.

My Review:

This one sizzled with atomic sensual heat and had my Kindle steaming up – or was that from my panting breath? I had to turn up all fans to high and keep libation on hand to stave off dehydration. I adore Staci Hart, she has a wicked sense of humor and was either blessed with a crafty storytelling gene or has a pen blessed by pixies. I covet her main character Wilder, he is the perfect book boyfriend. And BTW, I tried out her ingenious ten-second hugs, and they do work.