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Covered in sweat with a sticky face...the signs of a great county fair. Years ago, Laura dropped out of college for love. Unfortunately, the perfect life she built with her husband imploded when he decided to plunge into another woman’s dunk tank.

Known for allowing paranormal beings to live in peace, the small town calls those who are different to its city limits. Most mean well, and some do not.

When Madeline learns August Cahill will be at the Taste of Chicago event, Adam insists they go. Dragging her to the pulled pork cook-off, he feeds her succulent tastes that leave juices dribbling down her chin. But when Madeline learns Adam has been keeping a startling truth from her, it cooks up a recipe for disaster. Crank up the heat and slather on the sauce—this kitchen is getting hot!

Presented with the opportunity to attend the university with the top surgical program in the country, she couldn’t pass it up. Even though it meant leaving her family and Jensen McLean—the man she loved—behind. The couple knew the distance would come between them, yet Jensen had no choice but to stay in Oak Island and take over his family’s business.

When everyone is hidden behind a mask, anything can happen. Party planner Ensley Anderson is making a name for herself as Charlotte’s number one event coordinator, her specialty being masquerade balls. Now she’s been given the honor of orchestrating the annual 95.1 The EDGE Halloween party. Little does she know, Owen Jameson is behind her hiring. At the last ball she hosted he met a ravishing beauty and spent a glorious night tangled in silky sheets with her. While her mask stayed on, nothing else did.

Presley and Cooper are permanently back in Hunter's Hollow, where she is taking over her mother's flower shop, Petal Pushers. Her biggest concern is how little she knows about flowers. One day, as she walks through the town square to the Uptown Café, she finds the mayor's face planted in a bed of snapdragons, and he's not moving.

I had a lot of plans entering my senior year of college—dealing with Archer Copeland in any capacity was most definitely not on that list. The cocky quarterback and I have been at odds since last year when he posed naked for one of my art classes. Okay, so he was wearing a towel, but really, that barely even counts. Apparently, he enjoyed how uncomfortable the whole situation made me and decided that messing with me was his new favorite past time.