Wilder Adventures Series by Serena Bell

She’s high heels. I’m hiking boots. And she’s about to turn my outdoor adventuring business into a recipe for romance.I’ve spent my life doing two things: exploring these mountains and running the business that supports my big family. But now everything’s changed, and if I want to save our livelihood, I have to man up... moreShe’s high heels. I’m hiking boots. And she’s about to turn my outdoor adventuring business into a recipe for romance.I’ve spent my life doing two things: exploring these mountains and running the business that supports my big family. But now everything’s changed, and if I want to save our livelihood, I have to man up. Even if it means taking advice from a city-girl consultant who thinks hiking gear means flats instead of heels—and who wants to turn Wilder Adventures into Wilder Romantic Adventures.It’s my job to introduce Lucy to our hunting, fishing, camping, and rafting trips. At first she’s a total fish out of water, but before too long, we’re laughing with instead of at each other. And while Lucy may not appreciate the finer points of building a shelter from scratch or starting a fire with sticks, it turns out she knows a whole lot about getting dirty. She’s also smart, capable, and unbelievably beautiful.But Lucy’s time in Rush Creek is running out, and my past has taught me that you can’t take the city out of the girl or the girl out of the city. So why am I still trying to make her fall in love with small town life—and me?A steamy, opposites-attract, grumpy-sunshine, city girl-mountain man small-town rom com. less

His best friend’s sister is rocking his boat. In the best way possible.Brody: What’s a bad boy doing hosting a book club on his boat? Excellent question. All I can tell you is, it’s not going well. I forgot the bug wipes, the TP, and the hand sanitizer, we’re out of wine, and… well, I may have made some people angry, if the Yelp reviews are any indication. The only way to dig myself out of this hole is to redeem myself by offering the best girls’ nights out in town.Enter my best friend’s sister... moreHis best friend’s sister is rocking his boat. In the best way possible.Brody: What’s a bad boy doing hosting a book club on his boat? Excellent question. All I can tell you is, it’s not going well. I forgot the bug wipes, the TP, and the hand sanitizer, we’re out of wine, and… well, I may have made some people angry, if the Yelp reviews are any indication. The only way to dig myself out of this hole is to redeem myself by offering the best girls’ nights out in town.Enter my best friend’s sister. I’ve gone out of my way to avoid Rachel, since despite her good-girl rep, I can’t seem to get her out of my head. Now she’s in my boat… and if I don’t watch myself, soon she’ll be in my bed. Things are going surprisingly well between us… but I know myself, and I’m not this guy. I’m the guy you want for fantasy fulfillment, not the guy you want for forever.But what if I need this time to be different? less

Who knew pretending could be so hot?Clark: It started as a joke. After all, I’d never pretend to date a woman just to get my mom and sister off my back.I would, however, pretend to date her to get her ex-husband off hers.Now the two of us, the wilderness warrior and the wedding planner, are stuck sharing a very small tent. I had no idea how fast things would heat up in here, or how hard it would be to keep my hands—among other things—to myself... moreWho knew pretending could be so hot?Clark: It started as a joke. After all, I’d never pretend to date a woman just to get my mom and sister off my back.I would, however, pretend to date her to get her ex-husband off hers.Now the two of us, the wilderness warrior and the wedding planner, are stuck sharing a very small tent. I had no idea how fast things would heat up in here, or how hard it would be to keep my hands—among other things—to myself.I also didn’t guess how quickly the news of our “relationship” would spread to my big, nosy family.We can’t “break up” yet, because she’s planning my brother’s wedding and I’m his best man. Through venue visits, DIY disasters, and Vegas trips, we’re thrown together, and the chemistry’s off-the-charts. But the kicker is, I feel like she gets me.Maybe that’s what scares me the most. I’m still reeling from the loss of my wife, and she’s still hurting from her ex’s betrayal. There’s no way this can ever be real.But what if I’m starting to hope it is? less

What happened in Vegas? Definitely didn’t stay in Vegas. Gabe’s the oldest. Brody’s the bad boy. Clark’s the strong, silent warrior. Amanda’s the girl. And Easton—well, Easton’s the panty melter. I’m Kane.Don’t get me wrong. It’s not a bad job. But usually, I’m not the one people are talking about. That’s about to change... moreWhat happened in Vegas? Definitely didn’t stay in Vegas. Gabe’s the oldest. Brody’s the bad boy. Clark’s the strong, silent warrior. Amanda’s the girl. And Easton—well, Easton’s the panty melter. I’m Kane.Don’t get me wrong. It’s not a bad job. But usually, I’m not the one people are talking about. That’s about to change. Because the woman I had a smoking hot one-night stand with in Vegas? The one I should have stayed far, far away from, since women like her are my kryptonite? She’s the same woman my brother just hired to redesign his fancy new glamping RVs. I haven’t seen her since Vegas, but the instant I lay eyes on her, I can tell my quiet role as the boy-next-door brother is about to change.She’s pregnant. And it’s mine. A steamy, small-town, accidental pregnancy, one-night-to-forever standalone romantic comedy by the USA Today bestselling author of Sleepover. less

My frenemy just asked me to help her win the man of her dreams.Easton: For as long as I can remember, I’ve been giving Hanna a hard time—and she’s been giving it right back. She’s the thorn in my side, the pebble in my shoe, and the woman most likely to off me in my sleep. And the feeling is a hundred percent mutual... moreMy frenemy just asked me to help her win the man of her dreams.Easton: For as long as I can remember, I’ve been giving Hanna a hard time—and she’s been giving it right back. She’s the thorn in my side, the pebble in my shoe, and the woman most likely to off me in my sleep. And the feeling is a hundred percent mutual.So we’re both shocked to find ourselves on the same side of a project: helping Hanna win the heart of the celebrity forager-slash-chef hired by my family’s business to give summer workshops.It shouldn’t be a big deal. A wardrobe evaluation. A shopping trip. Maybe some how-to-get-the-guy advice. I’m an expert on matters of the heart—or, at least matters of the mattress—and for the first time, Hanna is more interested in hearing what I have to say than in mocking me for my nickname: Easton the panty-melter.But as Hanna starts to trust me and open up, I see her differently. She’s not so much blunt as refreshingly honest, not so much a plain Jane in baggy clothes as… deliciously curvy. And hidden under that spiky, steely exterior is a soft heart she doesn’t show anyone.Suddenly, the project includes ogling Hanna in dressing room mirrors. Offering her kissing lessons. And desperately trying not to give in to the sizzling heat between us.I have to let her know the plan has changed: I’ll still help her get the guy she wants. I just need to somehow convince her that it’s me.A steamy, opposites-attract, enemies-to-lovers (or is it friends-to-lovers? So hard to tell with these two!), mountain man small-town rom com. less