Peachwood Falls

Welcome to Peachwood Falls, a small town with blue-collar heroes and the heroines who bring them to their knees. In this collection, you will find Tempt and Truly. Enjoy!

TEMPTIt was a simple job—keeping his teenage daughter out of trouble for thirty days. But I didn’t realize how my grumpy, gorgeous, blue collar, single dad boss would tempt me in all the wrong ways.

Chase Marshall is the bane of my existence. He’s moody, gruff, and impossible to read. Sure, he’s an incredible father, but with me? He’s colder than a February night in this small Indiana town.

And now, because of a favor, I’m stuck living under his roof for the next thirty days.

He claims I’m the most infuriating woman he’s ever met. But then come the lingering glances, the accidental touches that don’t feel so accidental, and a smirk that I want to kiss off his annoyingly handsome face.

The longer we’re together, the hotter it gets—until the tension finally snaps.

Now, nothing is simple. The job. Our boundaries. My feelings.

Will Chase watch me walk away when my time is up? Or will he be tempted to ask me to stay?

TRULY

It was the happiest day of my life, until I realized I was marrying the wrong man. So, I ran straight from the church to the only place that’s ever felt like home.

Luke Marshall’s farm.

It’s safe to say my broody, infuriatingly handsome ex-boyfriend didn’t expect to find me sobbing on his sofa in a pile of tulle. And I’m sure there are a million other things he’d like to be doing other than listening to my panic-induced plea for help. But Luke hears me out … and takes pity on me.

I can stay with him until the media moves on from my runaway bride headline, as long as I pull my weight around the barn.

The only thing that makes being elbow-deep in horse manure worth it is seeing Luke shirtless. Farm life has definitely done his body well. He’s fit, tanned, and moves with an easy strength that makes it impossible to look away.

The more time we spend together, the more sparks reignite. But with old secrets and wounds just below the surface, nothing stays buried for long.

Before I know it, I’m faced with the hardest choice of my life: return to the glittery world where millions pretend to love me, or walk away for the one man who truly might?