Welcome to Trappers Cove, a quirky Washington State beach town where you’ll find cozy, funny, spicy, grown-up romance, small-town shenanigans, Madame Zora’s Psychic Emporium, and heart-warming chosen family. 

Passion in the Cards: An Opposites-Attract Metaphysical Beach Town Romance

Can a hunky homebody tempt a bewitching boho babe to plant roots in his beach town? Struggling organic farmer Jesse has no time for romance, but when the girl with the ocean-green eyes returns to Trappers Cove, his wounded heart ignites. Gemma slipped away once, and he’ll do anything to keep her close, no matter how much it hurts. Come to Trappers Cove, Washington, for a cozy, funny, spicy, opposites-attract romance novella in a beach town you’ll want to visit again and again.

Passionate Brew: An Enemies-to-Lovers Beach Town Brewery Romance

When a control-freak brewery owner is forced to partner with the sultry brewer who’s hated him since the eighth grade, sparks fly at Salty Dog Brewery!

Their forced proximity ignites sizzling desire, but when a high-stakes craft beer competition arouses their fierce rivalry, can their hearts and their brewery survive this battle of wills? Come to Trappers Cove for a cozy, funny, spicy, enemies-to-lovers, small town workplace romance novella.

The Billionaire’s Christmas Castle: A Silver Fox Holiday Beach Town Romance

When a vintage fashionista collides with a reclusive billionaire, Christmas shenanigans spark unexpected passion.

Tech investor Michael needs calm solitude to plan his defense against a hostile takeover, but one look at captivating Annie, and calm is a lost cause. A mistletoe kiss kindles unforgettable nights, and soon their hearts are hopelessly entangled. But she’ll never fit into his world, and he’ll never settle for hers. Come to Trappers Cove for a cozy, funny, spicy, Gen X billionaire romance that’ll steam up your windows and warm your heart!

Love, Legacy, and Little Green Aliens: An Over-40 Beach Town Romantic Comedy

All that stands between Xander and redemption is a curse. And a ghost. Maybe some space aliens. But his toughest obstacle is the most beautiful, infuriating woman he’s ever met.

Inheriting his uncle’s beach-town souvenir shop is Xander’s chance to prove he’s escaped the family curse. But to transform the alien-themed embarrassment into an upscale galleria, he’ll have to fight off Hannah, the gorgeous journalist hell-bent on protecting Souvenir Planet. When disaster strikes, they must work together to save the funky landmark—and both their careers. Come to Trappers Cove for a cozy, spicy, laugh-out-loud, rivals-to-lovers rom-com with found family, beachy fun, and out-of-this-world mystery. 

Sweet Summer Surprise: A Steamy Age Gap Beach Town Romance

She came to the beach to find herself—and found him.

Forced to spend her annual beach vacation alone, divorcée Danielle Peters finds new confidence in the arms of a younger man. Matteo has only two weeks to convince her that, despite their age difference, their sizzling connection is so much more than a vacation fling. Come to Trappers Cove for a sweet, steamy, older woman/younger man summer romance novella with a fresh start that’ll warm your heart.

Kieran’s Light: A Midlife Beach Town Halloween Romance

A troubled military doctor must choose between duty and desire.

An eerie encounter sparks a Halloween fling between an Army surgeon suffering from PTSD and a lighthouse keeper traumatized by an oil rig disaster. Together, they confront haunting memories and a legendary ghost. Come to Trappers Cove for a midlife romance novella with passion, mystery, second chances, and an adorable, retired K-9 named Snoot!

Excerpts:

From Sweet Summer Surprise: 184 words, Rated PG

Like a scene from a Fellini movie, everything around her slowed and blurred as his gaze slid down her body, then back up to her eyes and lingered for a long, breathless moment.

His glossy eyebrows flicked up in a cheeky salute. “Welcome to Paradiso, signora. Tell me, how can I serve you today?” With his ice cream scoop, he waved toward the Italian ices. “Something tart to soothe the heat? Limone or mandarino? Or perhaps something richer.” He leaned onto the glass case and rested his perfect cleft chin on his fist. “Cioccolato fondente? Zabaglione? Tiramisu?” Rolling off his tongue, the words sounded far more like seductive foreplay than dessert options.

She swallowed hard and tugged her collar away from her suddenly sweaty chest. “Uh—so many choices. I can’t decide.”

His teasing smile widened, slow and sure. “Place yourself in my hands, bella. Just tell me how many scoops and let me surprise you.”

She was helpless to resist. “Okay. You choose. Two scoops, please.” She cleared her throat and found a bit of courage. “I place myself in your expert hands.”

From: Passionate Brew, 312 words, rated PG13 for language

Her eyebrows rose, then scrunched. She licked her lips, then clamped them tight. What the hell was going on in that hard head of hers?

Finally, she set down her fork and folded her hands on the table. “I’m gonna be straight with you, Ryan. I’m attracted to you.”

Yesss! He schooled his features into a blasé expression. “Is that so?”

“But I’m not the casual hookup type. I have to at least like a guy before getting intimate. And I’m not sure I like you.”

His jaw fell. “What the hell did I do?”

She gave a slow, feline blink. “Besides being a schmoozer who doesn’t have faith in my skills as a brewer?”

“I never said—”

“Your actions say otherwise, always watching me to make sure I don’t screw up.”

Okay then, time to meet boldness with boldness. “Did it ever occur to you I just like looking at you?”

Her eyes flashed as she scraped back her chair. “Is that why you asked me here? To butter me up then hit on me?”

“No, I—”

She stabbed a finger toward his chest. “Gemma didn’t finish her lesson on Scorpios. She didn’t tell you we hate feeling manipulated.” She crumpled her napkin, threw it onto her plate, then tossed a wad of bills onto the table.

He pushed to his feet. “For fuck’s sake, Lilo.”

The room went silent. He felt the prickly weight of two dozen stares.

Shit on a flaming stick.

He lowered his voice. “Look, I’m sorry I didn’t do backflips when Robert told me you were taking over. I was in shock, okay?”

She blew out a long breath and dropped her gaze to her lap. “Me too.”

He sat again and leaned toward her, smearing his sleeve with jelly. “Please, Lilo, explain what I did to make you so dead set against me?”