-Kate Clayborn, Author of Georgie, All Along

Ashley Cooke will do just about anything to save her struggling ski hill. When she hires the men from a local sober living home for the season to cut costs, even she thinks she's gone too far. With her credit cards maxed, her cheating ex-husband intent on buying the mountain out from under her, and record-breaking snow in the forecast, she can't afford to be distracted by the six-foot-tall bearded and tattooed sober living home owner moving onto her mountain.

Recovering addict and ex-grunge rocker Matthew Madigan has devoted every minute of the last decade to the men residing at his sober living home. When he meets tightly wound and adorably flustered Ashley, desires he's put on the back burner for years start to simmer. Immune to his infamous albeit rusty charm, Ashley presents a challenge he can't resist. When she offers to give him skiing lessons in exchange for his help training her St. Bernard rescue dog, he jumps at the chance to ride next to her on the chairlift despite his debilitating fear of heights.

During bunny hill shenanigans, chairlift confessions, and steamy cabin serenades, Madigan teaches Ashley that a person's past doesn't define them, and Ashley shows Madigan that the men he helps aren't the only people who deserve a second chance. When sabotage threatens both the men and the mountain, Ashley and Madigan will have to decide if they're only having a winter fling, or if the mountain isn't the only thing worth fighting for.

Content notes: Addiction, divorce, mourning the loss of a parent

-Sarah MacLean, author of the Hell's Belles series

Fake Date. Real Feels.

Mira Harlow has finally lost it. Between running her bakery, parenting her 14-year-old son, and taking care of her mom, she's a stretched-thin mess. But kissing a total-and totally gorgeous-stranger before begging him to be her date to the biggest wedding her small town has ever seen so her ex won't think she doesn't have one? That's a whole new level of chaos, even for her.

The last thing Cole Sanderson expects when he drives into the ski town of Red Falls, Montana is to score a date to his best friend's wedding. But since his ex-rocker life in Seattle is stagnating, when the gorgeous, green-eyed bakery owner propositions him to play the role of her long-distance boyfriend, stirring his punk-shenanigans roots to their core, he doesn't hesitate to say, Hell yes!

Mira hopes for a fun night with her fake date, but when their wedding weekend turns into a genuine connection, when Cole returns to Seattle and she tries to go back to her normal life, she wonders if she missed out on something real. But Cole isn't done with her yet, and when he finds his way back to Red Falls, she'll have to decide what's more important: clinging to the neat and tidy life she's struggled to maintain, or taking a risk, embracing the chaos, and maybe even falling in love.

Content notes: Living with and caring for a parent with mild cognitive impairment, addiction, relapse, an unhealthy ex, grown men deeply in their feels, strong friendships, conversations about love languages, and an absurd amount of Say Anything references.

Once upon a time, I was Nona May Taylor, a twenty-three-year-old folk singer on a collision course with stardom. Until a jealous witch cursed me into old age so she could steal my career. Now I'm hiding out in my grandpa's cabin in the Montana wilderness, nursing my aching joints and shaving my old lady beard while the witch climbs the charts as one of the world's biggest pop stars.

It sounds tragic, but the weird thing is, it's really not so bad. The cabin is peaceful. I have my family and my agent-even though the witch cursed them too. I have my eccentric neighbors-even though they live ten miles away. And I have Charlie, the adorable hiker I'm nursing back to health after he fell in my woods. Charlie has no idea who I used to be. To him, I'm just a quirky geriatric recluse. But sometimes the way he looks at me, it's like he sees me, the real me under the wrinkles.

When the witch said only true love could break the curse, I figured it was just another one of her tricks. But when I looked in the mirror this morning, my skin was smoother and there were strands of brown threaded through my silver hair. It must be my imagination. Charlie and I barely know each other. I'm old enough to be his grandmother, sort of. There's no possible way he's my one true love! So why am I swooning while he plays my old songs on my guitar? Why is he laughing at all my terrible jokes? Why can't I shake the feeling that I've known him for years? And why is the witch suddenly back on my doorstep?

Escape with this snowy, witchy, and steamy gender-flipped Beauty and the Beast retelling!