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Celebrate the holidays with The Christmas Laughbox, a collection of FIVE holiday novels and short stories, plus one ALL NEW NOVELLA you can���t find anywhere else.

Cozy holidays by the fire, with your hot (book) billionaire, featuring office romances, small towns, enemies-to-lovers conflicts, and of course, that perennial favorite – springing your girlfriend from jail on Christmas Eve after she���s been arrested for lewd acts.

Heartwarming baby���s first Christmases (ignore the cat who sets the tree on fire). Beautiful treks into a winter wonderland amidst New England snow with your boyfriend(s). Hilariously chaotic extended family gatherings with ���secret Santa��� games so competitive they turn into bloodsport.

You know. Everything you���ve come to expect from a Julia Kent romantic comedy.

Each series is wildly different from the others, with varying heat levels, different hijinks, but always, always – a heartwarming world you want to live in, with heroes who make you swoon and heroines who make you laugh – and cheer on in their quests for happily-ever-after endings.

This boxed set includes:

Christmas Shopping for a Billionaire

Christmasly Obedient

Shopping for a Baby���s First Christmas

Shopping for a Yankee Swap

Random Acts of Christmas

And an ALL NEW NOVELLA! Featuring Luke and Kylie from Love You Again – this one is called Love You Christmas!

Sink into six fun stories that leave you with all the feels, loads of laughs, and strange looks from people around you as you read, giggle, and fall in love.

Note: All of these books are parts of ongoing series and are not standalones, though some can be read as such. Each is set during the holiday season from Thanksgiving through New Years. Full, up-front transparency for readers.

Read Chapter One from Love You Christmas, an all-new holiday romance featuring Luke and Kylie from Julia’s bestselling Love You, Maine series:

Luke

���WE GOT��ourselves a drunk Santa at Love You Harder, and he���s throwing glass ornaments from the tree at Harlow.���

Rusty���s words didn���t make any sense whatsoever, but then again, their entire town didn���t make much sense.

Luke stared at his radio as if it could decipher for him. The inside of his cruiser smelled like a peppermint chocolate heart from Love You Chocolates, and as Luke was guilty of eating three in a row just now, the rush of holiday happiness making him savor the few minutes of free time before, well ��� this call.

���What?��� he sputtered.

���Santa. Some dude in a Santa costume got all butthurt at Love You Harder, and he���s doing a D&D.���

Drunk and disorderly.

On December 23.

Great.

Love You Harder was the town���s adult bookstore and strip club. No liquor license, thank goodness, but it was within walking distance of Bilbee���s Tavern, though Luke���s cousin Kenny had created a shuttle service for the drunks who didn���t want to hoof it the 1.4 miles from their liquor to their fun on country roads.

Kenny made��bank.

Luke licked a speck of chocolate off his lower lip and checked his face in the mirror. The red collar of his uniform peeked out under his thick winter work coat, framing a face that was alert, but tired.

Tired of men with fragile egos making more paperwork for him two days before Christmas.

���Butthurt means…���

���His feewings got hurted by duh nice way-die who rejected him.��� Baby talk wasn���t Luke���s thing, but his deputy got the point across. Drunk Santa wanted sex at the closest thing in town to a brothel and got shot down.

Jolly Old Saint Nick���s candy cane wasn���t getting licked.

���I���m on my way there,��� Rusty said, siren loud on the radio. ���Pulling into the parking lot now.���

���Any idea who it is?���

���Nope. Could be a local, could be a tourist.��� Rusty signed off, and Luke rolled his tongue in his cheek, an acrid taste blending with the chocolate mint. He really, really didn���t want to deal with a D&D right now, but he worked in law enforcement. If he wanted a job where everything was predictable, he���d have gone into accounting.

Flipping on his lights, Luke increased his speed and raced through downtown to get to Love You Harder as fast as possible. The place had started in the late ���60s as a head shop, with hippies coming into town. ���Free love��� meant something different back then, and by the 1980s it was the go-to place for porn rentals on VHS cassette tapes. A few years later, they added a strip club.

Rumor had it this addition was expressly created to piss off the more conservative members of Town Committee. A spite strip club, you might call it.

Two days before Christmas in the town named after his Luview ancestors, but now known as ���Love You, Maine,��� the little mountain hamlet was normally filled with tourists looking for Christmas cheer.

Sometimes they drank it all in a little too much.

BANG! The sound was muffled, but Luke knew damn well what he heard coming from inside Love You Harder, the pink and white house so calm, so quaint, so unassuming compared to what brewed between its walls.

���SHOTS FIRED!��� Rusty broke in suddenly as Luke was parking. Empty nip bottles and a few full glass fifths dotted the edge of the parking lot, a testimony to customers who were a bit more frugal than knocking them back at the local tavern and paying full-service rates. He dodged a Jack Daniel���s bottle filled with a suspicious yellow liquid, jumped over a six pack of empty beer bottles, and sprinted toward the crime scene, hand on his weapon.

Luke���s muscle memory kicked in as he opened the door to the foyer and ran straight for the front right window, ducking as he tried to gain visibility. A rush of red and white, all fluffy and soft and covering a barrel-chested man made Luke instantly spot the perp.

Except Santa wasn���t holding the gun.

Instead, he palmed a green glass orb, one eye squinting, the other on Harlow Morningstar, who was dressed as a sexy candy cane. Red and white striped stockings hooked onto a red garter set, her belly bare, bra a lacy red that matched her Santa hat. Her impossibly long eyelashes were alternating stripes of red and white, and peppermint candies were affixed to her bra, covering her nipples.

She was a sweet sight to see.

But sweet didn���t mean weak, for Harlow also had a shotgun, the handle braced against her shoulder, barrel pointed right at Santa���s nuts. A bullet hole in the wall, damn close to where Luke imagined Santa���s nuts had just been hanging, explained the ���SHOTS FIRED��� call.

���I���ll shoot ���em off, Darren, so help me God!��� she said in a low, tight voice.

Luke instantly increased his inner sense of danger because if she���d been screeching, that was one thing. Calm grit when it came to shooting off a man���s balls was quite another. You could placate a screecher. Once they went dead serious, you were in more volatile territory, as paradoxical as that might seem.

Her use of the name��Darren��gave him pause. The guy had gone all-out on the Santa fantasy, so much so Luke couldn���t see his face.

���Don���t you dare,��� Darren said back, the voice familiar, for as sloppy and slurred as his words were. Now Luke knew him. The baritone was unmistakable.

Darren Bilbee. He groaned inside as Rusty gave him a look from the other side of the room that said,��You���re in charge.

Darren Bilbee was one of the hundred or so residents of Luview, Maine with the same last name. The Bilbee family had been here long before Luke���s own lineage, and the tavern that bore their name was founded in the late 1700s as an inn.

Now it had a bar. A bar Darren Bilbee was banned from.

By his own cousin, who owned it.

���Harlow,��� Luke said softly, his gun in his hand but pointed down. Rusty���s was aimed at her, and Luke measured the moment. A flash of his daughter Harriet and wife Kylie, snuggled in bed at home, ran through him.

He couldn���t die two days before Christmas. He couldn���t do that to them. There was no way horny Santa and an armed candy cane were ruining their future Christmases. He���d only had four of them with Kylie in his life, and he would be damned if he���d miss a single other one.

Last year had been the best, as everyone at the camp his extended family all co-owned had really settled into their new lives. The Luview family and all their partners, plus the three kids they had between the four siblings, all decorated the evergreen trees around the lodges and the cabins they���d turned into homes. It was like having their very own town common, and as his mother said, ���We get to pick all the decorations! No town committee restricting our colors. No busybodies ordering us around and dictating the size of the bulbs. This is glorious freedom!���

It���s not as if they couldn���t have decorated their yards before; it���s just that it felt more special now. More like a community. Family was family but buying old Camp Wannacanhopa and turning it into what Rachel and Kylie jokingly called Camp Luview was a dream come true.

He wasn���t about to let a gun incident at Love You Harder destroy his wife���s and kid���s hearts forever.

���It was a joke,��� Darren said in a voice higher than Harlow���s, flop sweat covering his face, the sour scent of a man who���s had too many shots of tequila and lime with a beer chaser coming through his pores. The man was standing, but swayed so badly it was clear why he hadn���t tried to escape. ���Can���t you take a joke?���

���You grabbed my ass so hard a finger slipped in and rubbed my appendix, Darren��� Harlow snapped.

���And I said I���d tip you extra for that.���

���That���s not how it works. I didn���t consent.���

���You work at Love You Harder, for God���s sake! That��is��how it works! I come here to get a little something hot and heavy.���

���I���ve got something hot and heavy for you, alright,��� she replied, taking new aim.

“You shoot me and I’ll drop another one of these!” he slurred, holding the ornament high, as if the threat would deter her. As if the threat mattered. His stupid little pickled brain seemed to think he had some control here.

“More shattered glass makes it easier to slit your throat,” Harlow said softly, lips curling up.

Darren slowly lowered his arm, going pale.

���Luke,��� Darren said, piggy eyes meeting his, the desperation radiating off him in waves, though his eyelids grew heavy. The guy wasn���t going to be vertical for long ���Come on. Fix this.���

���You���re the one getting fixed,��� Harlow said in that determined voice. ���I���ve put up with your crap for way too long.���

I could have gone to law school, Luke thought to himself.��Or gone into business with Dad climbing trees. But no. I had to choose��this��for a living.

“If you shoot him, the town will close Love You Harder for good this time. Remember the stabbing?” Rusty’s words made Harlow freeze. Three years ago, some customer had run into his wife’s boyfriend. Yes – his wife’s boyfriend. A stabbing had ensued, the story hit the local newspaper, and even a television station in Portland covered it for all of fifty seconds.

“It’s not my fault if customers get violent,” Harlow replied.

���He���s not worth it,��� Rusty called out, surprising everyone.

���You shut up!��� Harlow said, eyes on Darren but words for Rusty. ���As if you���re one to talk. You never called me! Slept with me three times and made up some bullshit about how it wouldn���t ���look right��� in town to have a relationship. I���m tired of being treated like casual trash by men who don���t respect me.���

Rusty was a ladies��� man. The town tom cat. The local booty call. Pick a term, any term, but he was the Love You Lothario mixed with McSteamy.

And it was about to bite him in the ass.

Or the sac.

���I ��� I���m sorry for not respecting you more, Harlow.���

Her shoulders sagged slightly at his words.

���But you can���t just shoot a man because he touched you wrong,��� Rusty argued with her. ���You���ll go to jail.���

���If he loses his balls, he loses testosterone. That shit poisons you men.���

���Ah,��gawwwwd,��� Darren groaned. ���A feminist.���

She aimed higher.

���Harlow,��� Luke said, taking a step closer. ���You���re right.���

���I know I���m right.���

���And I see you.���

She snorted. ���Of course you do. I���m a human candy cane. Good thing the colors fit Love You town regulations. Hate to piss off Anne Petrinelli.��� Anne was the town busybody, focused on making sure everything in Love You, Maine ��� where every day was Valentine���s Day ��� met their very specific code.

Red, white, and pink, in detailed shades, were the approved building colors. Luke knew damn well that didn���t spill over into what a person wore inside the businesses and buildings, though. He suspected that Finola Shaughnessy, the owner of Love You Harder, had ideas of her own.

Like making Harlow look nice and lickable for the clientele.

Speaking of Finola, a rustle at the top of the stairs made all the men look up, though Luke had one eye on Harlow, who ignored everyone, the shotgun her best friend.

Maybe her��only��friend.

Darren might very well walk out of here singing Christmas carols as a soprano if they didn���t de-escalate the situation.

���Chief Luview,��� Finola said with a smile, her cool demeanor in stark contrast to Darren, who had started to shake like he was touching a too-intense electric fence. The beer gut that wrapped around his waist like a spare tire shook like a bowl full of jelly, for sure. The dude really was a great Santa.

But last Luke checked, Santa wasn���t into strip clubs.

Or if he was, parents kept that very quiet.

���Good to see you. How���s Kylie? Harriet?���

���Both are fine. And Jack?���

She smiled wider. ���He���s coming home tomorrow from Middlebury. About to start his final semester. Can you believe it?���

Harlow rolled her eyes at the chitchat, which was a good sign.

���I can. Good kid. Still pre-med?���

���Oh, yes. He plans to spend a year doing clinic work overseas, then apply for med school.���

���Amazing. I feel like he���s just that seven year old playing soccer who puked on my shoes.���

Rusty, Finola, and Luke laughed.

Darren cut in. ���Could you cut the chatter and arrest the crazy chick, Luke? She���s going to slip a finger and cause a problem.���

���That���s what��you��did,��� Harlow shouted at him.

���This is bullshit. Do your damn job!��� Darren insisted, yelling at Luke.

Rusty bristled, but Luke took it in stride. Part of being a good law enforcement officer was having a thick skin.

���I am doing my job, Darren. Best outcome here is for you to have your testicles intact.���

���Then quit talking and do something!���

���Harlow, what���s it going to take to get you to put the gun down and let Darren here leave with his boys still tuckable?���

Harlow broke her gaze on Darren���s balls for the first time, looking up at Finola. ���He broke the rule.���

Finola walked down the steps, crossed the line of sight Harlow had on Darren, and hauled off with an enormous face slap that made Darren drop the green glass ornament in his hand. It hit a patch of thick cotton on the floor, the kind that simulated snow. Darren rippled, as if his skin were nothing but a ribbon of rubber.

For a petite woman with an hourglass figure and then some, Finola���s swing was mighty. Darren flew to the left as she hit him, staggered a few feet, then crashed into the eight-foot Christmas tree in the foyer.

The rule?��Luke wondered.��What in the hell was ���the rule���?

���We can do this two ways,��� Finola said calmly as she stood over Darren���s groaning body. ���I can have Luke and Rusty arrest you and charge you. Charges might not stick, and you���ll spend the night in jail.��� She looked at Luke, who raised his eyebrows and let her go with whatever scheme she was concocting.

���Might even have to be over Christmas,��� he suddenly said, deadpan. ���Let you out on December 26.���

���I got kids at home,��� Darren pleaded, sitting up with a big red mark on his cheek. The tree was so sturdy it handled the blow of a burly drunk man being slapped by the closest thing the town had to a brothel owner. ���And I didn���t do anything I didn���t already pay for.���

Finola started to say something, gave Luke side-eye, then pursed her lips, exhaling out her nose slowly. A good ten years older than Luke ��� maybe even a well-preserved twenty ��� she���d been in town for twenty-five years, starting out as one of the establishment���s girls and turning into a long-time town resident. She���d given birth to Jack twenty-one years ago, and while no one knew the identity of the father, people had suspicions.

No one had ever won the betting pool at Greta���s, though.

���Put the gun down, Harlow,��� Luke insisted. ���I don���t want to have to take you in, too.���

He���d played the whole situation just right, going on instinct. Come in with too hard a hand and she could have blown. Come in too soft and she could have taken advantage. As the young woman dropped the barrel of the gun, Rusty stepped forward, hand outstretched.

She shook her head, glaring at him. “You can’t order me around, you asshole.”

Instead, Luke took it away, secured it, and glanced at Rusty, who gave Luke a look that said,��What now, Boss?

What now, indeed?

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Tech billionaire Caleb never thought he had a chance, much less a second chance with his first love and high school sweetheart, Kari. When a case of mistaken identity turns their reunion into one big misunderstanding, unraveling his feelings about the one who got away while supporting his brother���s nuptials means facing old demons.

And kissing Kari.

He likes kissing Kari far more than that whole demon thing.

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Maybe it���s time to revisit the past and right some wrongs.

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WRAP ME UP ~ a sweet & spicy holiday anthology as a gift to readers!

EIGHT emotional holiday romance short stories fill this limited-time winter boxed set!

If you love grumpy heroes and strong heroines, this one���s for you���

“It���s a magical story of a chance meeting of two hearts who have an electric connection. Ophelia and Broderick light up the page with their magic.” – Laurie, on SONGBIRD

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“It���s sweet, sexy and swoony, and even in 50ish pages, Cowles manages to bring the emotion, and I loved watching these two so naturally and effortlessly come together.” – AJ on SNOWBOUND

Includes eight stories from authors: Penny Reid & L.H. Cosway, Skye Warren, Sierra Simone, Julia Kent, Catherine Cowles, K.A. Linde, Debra Anastasia, and Carly Phillips.

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It all started with the wrong Help Wanted ad. Of course it did.

I���m a professional fluffer. It���s NOT what you think. I stage homes for a living. Real estate agents love me, and my work stands on its own merits.

Sigh. Get your mind out of the gutter. Go ahead. Laugh. I���ll wait.

See? That���s the problem. My career has used the term ���fluffer��� for decades. I didn���t even know there was a more��� lascivious definition of the term.

Until it was too late.

The ad for a ���professional fluffer��� on Craigslist seemed like divine intervention. My last unemployment check was in the bank. I was desperate. Rent was due. The ad said cash paid at the end of the day.

The perfect job!

Staging homes means showing your best angle. The same principle applies in making a certain kind of movie. Turns out a ���fluffer��� doesn���t arrange decorative pillows on a couch.

They arrange other soft, round-ish objects.

The job isn���t hard. Er, I mean, it is ��� it���s about being hard. Or, well��� helping other people to be hard.

Oh, man���

And that���s the other problem. A man. No, not one of the stars on the movie set. Will Lotham ��� my high school crush. The owner of the house where we���re filming. Illegally. In a vacation rental.

By the time the cops show up, what I thought was just a great house staging gig turned into a nightmare involving pictures of me with an undressed naked star, Will rescuing me from an arrest, and a humiliating lesson in my own naivete.

My job turned out to be so much harder than I expected. But you know what���s easier than I ever imagined?

Having all my dreams come true.

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How do you top the perfect wedding to the perfect man in the best hometown with the greatest best friends ever?

With an even better reception.

And how do you top the best reception ever?

With the picture-perfect honeymoon in Fiji.

Except���when our past comes back to haunt us, things don���t go quite as planned. I wanted hot sex on my honeymoon.

Not hot sex being filmed next door. On the deck.

With a cringe-worthy view that makes me feel inadequate.

How do you bend like that?

Anyhow���

Will and I met on an adult film set (it���s not what you think���), so when those two worlds collide again, the perfect honeymoon becomes the perfect nightmare.

Between a lascivious film crew in the adjacent beach house rental, a didgeridoo that doubles as something else that starts with D,�� an unexpected altercation with the police (again���), and some old friends (er, can I call them that?) from my fluffer days (again, not what you think), our extraordinary honeymoon has devolved into a fight for boundaries and ��� in the end ����� a stroke of genius.

Which is not the kind of stroke we had in mind, but it���ll have to do.

Because by the time we���re done untangling this mess, we find perfection again.

On our terms.

Just like love.

Tasty takes place after Chapter 15 in the book Hasty, in New York Times bestselling romantic comedy author Julia Kent���s Do-Over series. Join Mallory, Will, and all their friends and family as they celebrate their wedding��� and the outrageous honeymoon antics that follow.

This novella was previously published in The Wedding Laughbox but has been greatly expanded for more love and laughs.

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Eliot ���Pole��� Elianzo is a god in college football, and he knows it.

Too bad he���s also a polar bear.

The Morph happens on national television, right after a pro team picks him in the draft. It���s official���Pole is a shifter.

And boy, is he livid.

He can���t choose practice over his mandatory stay at Camp Shifter, but he sure can make camp a nightmare for everyone.

Especially the hot ash blonde who���s teaching Undressed in Public 101 classes.

Risa Devaneau can���t believe Pole���s in her class, in the first row, and very, very undressed. The former sportscaster and wolf shifter ran away from her testosterone-filled career for the quiet peace of Camp Shifter. Sure, teaching people how to be undressed in public isn���t exactly the most prestigious job, but it got her away from the city. From her overly controlling politician father. From her past.

From Pole.

And here he is, smirking at her, front and center.

In his birthday suit.

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Kell Luview refuses to be a sucker at love again. Five years ago, he left D.C. with his pride severely wounded and his heart broken. Fiercely protective of his small town in rural Maine, he’s determined to save the family tree business and avoid his feelings at all costs, no matter how much he longs to solve the mystery of what happened in D.C.

L.A. native Rachel Hart hates being underestimated almost as much as she hates this small town. She has two goals on this trip: get out of the cheesy tourist trap of Love You, Maine with a completed business deal, and avoid running into Kell, her old friend from D.C. who never became an old flame because of a huge misunderstanding.

One that still aches.

When her rental car breaks down on a logging road and Kell comes to her rescue, it’s clear he’s a changed man ��� and not for the good. Grumpy and reserved, he pushes all her buttons, still stubbornly convinced she betrayed him all those years ago. He’s never forgiven her, and she’s never forgiven herself for carrying a torch for him.

An embarrassing incident gets the town gossip mill going when residents wrongly assume Kell and Rachel are the newest couple to find love in the most romantic place on Earth. But the townsfolk aren’t wrong for long…

As Rachel breaks through his defenses and charms the town, he faces his biggest fear: all those pesky feelings he’s been avoiding.

Because they’re all about Rachel now.

And maybe they always were.

Can Kell and Rachel fight their growing attraction in the one place in the world where you can’t avoid love?

If you’re looking for a fun read about enemies to lovers, forced proximity, heroines who get their comeuppance and sworn bachelors felled by unexpected true love, featuring a hot bearded lumberjack impervious to poison ivy, and a city-slicker, jaded career woman with a penchant for great coffee, set in a small town in New England – then this is your book.

Grab a cup of (properly good) coffee, a can of hot cocoa mix, a jar of Fluff and maybe some calamine lotion (just in case), and get your happymeter ready as you read the very first book in New York Times bestselling romantic comedy author Julia Kent’s Love You, Maine series – where love isn’t just a feeling – it’s a way of life.

���Standalone
���Enemies to Lovers
���Small town romance
���Lumberjack and city slicker outsider
… and a cat named Calamine

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LOVE YOU WRONG
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The Proposal Laughbox contains THREE full-length novels and TWO novellas – ONE ALL NEW! – from New York Times bestselling romantic comedy author Julia Kent���s series.

Who doesn���t love a funny, heartwarming proposal? Diamond engagement rings, flowers, candy, romantic dinners ��� it���s all in here in rom com style.

Julia Kent���s madcap style, that is.

Future brides swallow engagement rings, paparazzi crash tender moments when billionaires pop the question, mistaken identity causes mayhem, small-town lumberjacks ask their girfriends for their hands in marriage, and rock stars make grand gestures on New Year���s Eve.

Laugh, swoon, blush and let your imagination heat up as you read across varying series, different heat levels, but all connected by love.

This boxed set includes:

Shopping for a Billionaire���s Fiancee

Random Acts of New Year

Shopping for a CEO���s Fiancee (A USA Today bestseller)

Random Acts of Yes

and an ALL NEW novella, Love You Fiancee, featuring Kell and Rachel from Love You Right, as Kell pops the question during the I Will Always Love You festival in his hometown of ���Love You,��� Maine – where every day is Valentine���s Day.

Sink into five fun books that leave you with all the feels, loads of laughs, and strange looks from people around you as you read, giggle, and fall in love.

Note: each of these books can be read as a standalone, but they are part of larger series. All of my Laughbox boxed sets are designed to give readers a taste of my books, centered on a specific concept (in this case, proposals and engagements). Full disclosure for readers.

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Read an excerpt from LOVE YOU FIANCEE!

If Kell thought he was fooling her, he was sorely mistaken. Anyone could clearly see what he was up to.

Mr. Kellan Dean Luview was about to propose.

To her.

And it was his cat, Calamine, who had tipped Rachel off.

The enormous orange Maine Coon cat had climbed onto Kell���s nightstand last week, tipping over a glass of water he���d left there. Rachel had grabbed a towel from the bathroom and mopped it up, but some had dribbled into his drawer, which she���d opened.

And there it was.

The little velvet box.

Not one to snoop, she���d felt an overwhelming mix of emotions when coming upon it: joy, exhilaration, guilt, joy, regret, excitement.

Mostly lots of joy.

Because it felt so right.

CAMP SHIFTER BOXED SET (BOOKS 1-3) is available in ebook and on audio!

Welcome to Camp Shifter��� where you���ll change in more ways than one.

A camp where you go for a month and come out forever changed, with a fated mate and your true soul mate attached to you forever?

Where���s the sign-up form?

But there���s a catch: in this shifter world, you find out you���re a shifter in one of two mysterious ways��� and you fall in love through pure acts of fate.

Welcome to this boxed set, full of stories featuring lots of insta-love, fated mates, enemies-to-lovers, rejected mates, and so much more.

Each book is a play on rock songs, with:

Owl Be Bear For You

Librarian Mara Scioto lives a nice, neat, orderly existence���except when she���s being attacked by uncontrolled male shifters who need to mate.

Pesky little detail, right?

Raised by a grandmother who hates all shifters, she has one wish: to make it past the age of twenty-five without experiencing The Morph that tells you you���re one of them.

And then the letter from Camp Shifter arrives with her name on it…

Orthopedic surgeon in training Jack Karsten is waiting to see if he���ll follow in his shifter brother���s footsteps. Being a shifter won���t be so bad, if that���s his destiny, but when he meets Mara, he realizes that fate and love don���t always align.

But love always wins.

It can be a bear of an ordeal sorting it all out, but if anyone can help, it���s the staff at Camp Shifter. While they���ll train Jack and Mara on the ways of shifter life, there���s one thing they can���t teach them:

How to get out of their own way and let love leave them changed.

Forever.

You Shook Me Howl Night Long

Eliot ���Pole��� Elianzo is a god in college football, and he knows it.

Too bad he���s also a polar bear.

The Morph happens on national television, right after a pro team picks him in the draft. It���s official���Pole is a shifter.

And boy, is he livid.

He can���t choose practice over his mandatory stay at Camp Shifter, but he sure can make camp a nightmare for everyone.

Especially the hot ash blonde who���s teaching Undressed in Public 101 classes.

Risa Devaneau can���t believe Pole���s in her class, in the first row, and very, very undressed. The former sportscaster and wolf shifter ran away from her testosterone-filled career for the quiet peace of Camp Shifter. Sure, teaching people how to be undressed in public isn���t exactly the most prestigious job, but it got her away from the city. From her overly controlling politician father. From her past.

From Pole.

And here he is, smirking at her, front and center.

In his birthday suit.

DarkNight of the Moon

He lurks in shadows and mystery at Camp Shifter, coming out only during DarkNight, the wild, bacchanalian free-for-all where anything goes.

Anything.

No one has seen him in the daylight, no one knows where he lives, no one knows his name���and the shifter nicknamed DarkLover by women, DarkDude by men, will do anything to keep it that way.

Andie Cumbington has been waiting her whole life for The Letter. One of the few shifters who is ecstatic about her newfound status, the chestnut-haired ballerina bear shifter arrives for her month at Camp Shifter with unbridled excitement. On her first DarkNight, she finds wild passion and���to her surprise���so much more, with a stranger who touches her heart as much as he lights up her body.

And then he���s gone, back into the shadows, hidden.

Exactly where he wants to be.

Craving his touch with an insatiable desire, Andie can���t let go. She always wanted the roll in the hay, but she never imagined the passion would be so intense.

Fate drives her to find love.

Then a simple errand turns into mortal danger for Andie, and an impossible choice as DarkLover must overcome his biggest fear in order to save the woman he loves.

But will it be too late?

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I was super lucky and had a chance to read Misha Bell’s new rom-com. Grab a copy for laughs and love. Misha Bell does it again, with a laugh-out-loud opening that takes romantic comedy and puts it on steroids. I laughed, I swooned, but by the end of Sextuplet and the City, I was left with that cheesy smile you get when a book leaves you feeling good long after reading The End.

What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Or does it?

Okay, let me explain. I broke into my crush���s dressing room to sniff his tights (not in a pervy way, I swear!) and got busted while, um… you get the idea. He then kind of, sort of blackmailed me into agreeing to a fake green card marriage with him. But hey, I���m not complaining.

Next thing I know, we���re on a flight to Vegas to make our friends and family think we had a crazy drunken night and, in the spur of the moment, tied the knot. Except��� that���s exactly what happens. (Thanks a lot, vodka.)

Considering that he���s the most desirable ballet dancer in New York City and I���m a garage-dwelling secret blogger with a major sweet tooth, there���s no way this marriage could ever become real. Not to mention my totally crazy family and my aversion to every smell under the sun���except his.

All I can hope for is to not fall in love with my husband. That shouldn���t be too hard, right?

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