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It’s December in Poplar Falls and the small town is thrumming with activity and alight with festive cheer. Merry Hearts features all your favorite couples coming together in one story to bring you joy, happiness, and a little Christmas hometown joy.

I had my life and career all planned out. That was until I was betrayed by someone I trusted and my perfect opportunity was stolen from underneath my nose. So here I am, back on Stoneyridge Ranch in Poplar Falls licking my wounds. I love being home with my family and friends, but I am determined to move past my anger and build my career. I have goals and plans too big for my hometown.

Elle Watson had it all-or so she thought. From climbing the corporate ladder to substantial financial success, Elle's life is a master class in ambition. So why is she standing in desperation at the edge of her New Orleans balcony ready to jump? Blindsided by a betrayal at work and utterly burned-out, Elle says goodbye to the life she thought she wanted and tries to reclaim her happiness.

From USA Today best-selling author Danielle Norman comes this three-book small-town romance collection.

Carter Wright was used to being anything but Mr. Right. He wouldn’t exactly call himself a street rat, but his life had somehow become a rags-to-almost-riches story - one he’d rather keep to himself. The best part about being a stand-in to some of the wealthiest a-holes in New York? Access. To anything, and anyone, he wanted. And that certainly wasn’t Little Miss Moneybags, Presley Kincaid. No, he had his sights set on someone even hotter - her mother.

Maja braucht dringend Urlaub. Sie hat einen zwar unverschämt attraktiven, aber auch anstrengenden Chef, der ihr das Leben schwer macht. Maja hofft, dass sie sich eine Woche lang mit ihrer schrillen Familie bei einer Kreuzfahrt erholen kann. Ihr Entsetzen kennt keine Grenzen, als es an Bord einen Passagier gibt, mit dem sie nicht einmal in ihren schlimmsten Albträumen gerechnet hätte: ihren Bad Boss. Und es kommt noch schlimmer: Ihr Boss taucht überall dort auf, wo Maja auch ist. Er residiert in der Suite neben ihr und sitzt im Restaurant an ihrem Tisch.

Falling out of a tree at the feet of a naked woman is not Nobel Lyon’s usual MO. He’s more the invisible man type. A name given to him in childhood. The observer. The logical thinker. A man who loves solitude. But the sexy mountain woman fishing on his property changed everything.

Trapped. Beaten. Broken. Adam destroyed himself to save me. At first, I doubt if I have the strength to go on. But with every second that passes, I seethe and curse the Prophet. My time as a Maiden is over. I refuse to be a toy in his game any longer. But there’s always more ways for the Prophet to get to me, to use me, and to keep me under his influence. Will I be strong enough to break free?

They always say that two wrongs don’t make a right.... Well, she was wrong for breaking into a house that didn’t belong to her, even if she and her daughter had nowhere else to go. And, I was wrong for watching her on the surveillance camera as she moved through the house and climbed into bed. So, I offered her a job and a home. Her smile.... Her curves.... Wrong has never felt so right. Now, I want to make the biggest impact yet...I want to make her mine.

Some people are unforgettable. Like the first sheriff that pulled you over for speeding. The first person to kiss you senseless on the hood of a car. And the first guy to make you orgasm. But when all of those things are from the same man, let’s just say unforgettable doesn’t even come close. I wonder if he ever thinks about me and everything we almost had. Oh, he remembers, and he’s prepared to put his money where his mouth is....

Vera Woods is at her wit’s end. Her husband has run off with the nanny, leaving Vera with a broken heart, three very angry sons, and even less time to juggle the demands of family and her career. After her boys scare away a sixth replacement nanny, Vera is out of time off from work and desperately out of options. Still nursing an aching heart, she turns to an unlikely source for help - a manny.

My Thursday afternoon meeting was a no-show. Imagine my surprise when a drenched, flustered brunette slipped into the booth across from me, acting like she was supposed to be there. When she slipped back out with a snappy good-bye, I never thought I'd see her again. Until I walked into my Friday morning meeting. At first, I didn't recognize her - she was dry this time. But from the look on her face, she recognized me.

Drug lord. Crime boss. Murderer. I should fear him, be horrified by what he wants from me, by who he was. But instead, I find myself wanting to please him, wanting to give myself over completely. Because I know that gave me control over him.

Cara Carelli is a silver-tongued mafia princess, master manipulator, and the only woman I've ever loved. But she's also smokin' hot and my ex-wife. When Cara led me straight into a trap and pleaded for my help, I couldn't say no. She thought she had the upper hand, but this time, I was in control and planned to make her beg. They say all's fair in love and war and turnabout's fair play, but what starts out as a wickedly seductive ploy turns into a twisted game of the heart.

Tank: Improvise. Adapt. Overcome. A concept every marine is taught to overcome any obstacle life throws at you. I made it my mission to do just that. Except my way to prevail was to shut down and build impenetrable walls. It worked. Until it didn’t. Until my life became a shitstorm I could never adapt to or overcome. Until it took the most important person in my life from me. Jess: I’ve always been on the outside of every relationship. Including the one with my parents. Then I met Tank, and for the first time in my life, I had hope that I could belong. Until I didn't.

I’m probably not the first runaway bride to get discovered hiding in the back of a stranger’s pickup truck. And Maverick should probably dump me on the side of the road and be on his way. Instead, he agrees to give me a ride across the country. I quickly learn that Maverick isn’t just a sexy football star. He’s also bossy as hell with a surprising sweet side.

All it took was a couple bottles of champagne...and a fully charged cellphone, for me to go from widow to call girl. Talking to a stranger in the middle of the night was the push I needed. To feel something again. Something safe. It’s not like I will ever run into him. We don’t even know each other...yet. Aaron Skye returns my call the next day, sending my well-ordered world for a spin. Now I'm sober. After years in the shadows, I'm starting to feel alive. A sense of normalcy. Unfortunately, Aaron is not who I had imagined.

Holland Kelly wasn’t a people person. Okay, that’s not true, she wasn’t one particular man person. That man? Her next-door neighbor Dick Brooks. Fine, his real name was Reid, but Dick sounded better. Life would have been perfect if she never had to interact with him again. Unfortunately, life wasn't perfect. Now she is stuck spending hours with the neighbor she has always hated while they work to save their homes. Have his eyes always been that shade? Has he always been so good looking?

My name's on the neon sign above the tattoo shop, but her name's forever tattooed on my heart. I grew up with the nickname "Saint" and opened St. Skin with the dream of marrying Kate and living a good life. But that dream died years ago. Now I'm heading back to Hundred Falls Valley to stake my claim to the shop...and to Kate's heart. The last thing I expect is for her to have a kid.

Their intoxicating affair during a sun-soaked, three-day cruise was over as quickly as it started: Statuesque Ronnie von Hurst ended the tryst and planned never to see the handsome Drake O'Hara again. That is, until Drake shows up at the secluded South Carolina island estate that Ronnie shares with her estranged husband. Ronnie understands her duty: She must appear as the perfect Southern hostess, poised at all times. But how can she do this when her guest can unravel her reserve with just a glance?