"These rough and rugged mountain men are ready to warm up your winter nights . . .
This must-listen compilation includes three books from the Movin' to the Mountains series: The Silent Mountain Man, The Curious Mountain Man, and The Reclusive Mountain Man.
Contains mature themes."
"Muir
Fitz and I have done some wild things, but waking up as newlyweds? Total disaster. It threatens to expose the one secret I've kept buried for years, the only secret I've ever kept from my best friend—that despite us both being straight, I think I'm in love with him.
When Gramps needs me to stay married to lock in my inheritance, I'm terrified my feelings for Fitz could destroy everything we have.
Fitz
To the world, I'm the glitter-bearded, onesie-loving quirky vet. Sure, that's part of who I am, but it's not the whole picture. Only one person truly knows me—Muir. When he tells me he needs us to stay married so he can keep his grandfather's house, it's a no-brainer. Of course I'll help him out.
The real question is: why does staying married to my best friend feel so right?
Contains mature themes."
"MARSH: Tal Bellamy is everything I'm not. A jet-setting playboy. A sexy silver fox. A guy who lives his life loudly and unapologetically.
We've been friends for almost twenty years. When he comes to town for a visit, I make a vow. There's something I need to get off my chest. Something I've been hiding. Tal's the perfect guy to confide in because I know he won't judge me. The last thing I expect is to get plastered and hook up with him.
TAL: Marsh Duncan is a big, burly mountain man. A recluse. Grouchy at times. Or at least, that's what he wants people to think.
Not me. I know the man beneath the gruff exterior. When he's around his brothers or hanging out with me, his kindness and warmth shine through.
The truth is, Marsh is actually one giant marshmallow. Another truth? I'm all-out, head over heels, slap-me-sideways in love with him. My plan is to confess my secret when I visit, not sleep with him. But it seems that I'm not the only one with something to reveal.
Now that we've both shared our truth, the question is: have we ruined our friendship, or are we on the brink of a forever love?
Contains mature themes."
"I'm a nerdy, neurodivergent librarian who lives a quiet life in the mountains. While out birdwatching one day, I stumble upon a giant of a mountain man bathing in the lake.
Naked.
I manage to run away, hoping he didn't see me.
And then he shows up at my library. Something about him lures me in. Sure, he's tall, bearded, and insanely gorgeous, but there's a gentle curiosity in his eyes. And when he looks at me, it's like he's trying to understand me . . .
Orrrr maybe I'm imagining it.
Yeah, that's probably it. I mean, why would a handsome, barrel-chested lumberjack like Branum be interested in a Mr. Plain and Boring like me?
Contains mature themes."
"Wilby Linfox is the world's biggest flirt . . .
From the moment he stumbles into my life—drunk, singing, shirtless—I knew he'd be trouble . . . But I'm in Australia to do exactly three things: work, check out some touristy hotspots, and scatter my mother's ashes.
Not on the cards? Getting sidetracked by a charming, ruggedly handsome Aussie vet who's quite possibly got the loudest laugh in the southern hemisphere. Another thing I wasn't expecting? Finding out my work puts me on a direct collision course with Wilby Linfox.
Wilby
Sometimes you meet someone and you just know they're going to mean something to you. That's what happened with Col Langdon. Sure, he's a cranky, uptight New Yorker who seems strangely immune to my serenading, but he's been living rent-free in my head since the night we met. I'm the king of casual. But with Col . . . it's different.
When he shows up in my hometown, I hope it means we get to rekindle what we started in Sydney. But then I find out the real purpose of his visit, and my feelings for him explode into a volcanic rage. If Col thinks he can waltz in here and destroy my family, I'll give him the biggest fight of his life.
Contains mature themes."
"Nearly getting killed in a mudslide only reminds me why I hate the mountains. I'm uninjured, but my car is wrecked, there's no way I can get into town, and there's no reception here.
Maybe it's karma for putting this trip off. I haven't been able to bring myself to visit since Pa's funeral. And then there are the painful memories that still haunt me of my first love and heartbreak.
The summer I turned eighteen, I exchanged letters with a free-spirited, long-haired boy who lived down the road. It was the best time of my life. But now I'm all alone.
And then, just as I'm about to give up hope, a pickup truck pulls up. A man steps out. Big muscles, a thick beard, and an intense stare that's making me rethink my dislike of the mountains.
Harrick offers me a place to stay, and despite being a total stranger, there's something familiar about him. Also, what other choice have I got? He takes me back to his cabin.
I almost forget that I'm here to sell my father's house and finally move on from the guy who left me brokenhearted all those years ago. And then I find a letter in Harrick's house—one of the letters I wrote—and everything changes.
Contains mature themes."
"What do you call a herd of rhinos? A crash. That about sums up my life, too.
Having spent the last three years caring for my dying mother, I need a new leash on life. So I say goodbye to the UK and take a job opening at a small-town vet clinic in the US.
Via a layover in New York. Where I get, ahem, laid over. With a man.
Not something I've ever done in my forty-three years. Not something I intend on repeating.
Which won't be a problem since I'll never see the guy again . . . Until I step into the local bakery.
There's no way anything can happen between Jeremy and me. I'm lost, grieving, and, oh yeah, straight. He also happens to be fifteen years younger than me. So what is it about the sexy baker that's suddenly got me talking?
Contains mature themes."
"Benji: Crafting swoon-worthy happily ever afters is literally my day job. Being a quirky introvert with an overactive imagination, underwhelming social skills, and a few pounds overweight, I'm no leading man.
My best friend, though? He's total cover model, call the plumber because I just flooded my basement material. He's also outgoing, charismatic, free-spirited, and basically the best guy ever.
I may know romance, but I'm no dummy when it comes to reality. I'm nothing special. And the truth is, a guy like Darren would never fall for someone like me.
Darren: I'm the poster child for failure to launch. Twenty-seven, didn't make it in Hollywood, forced to slump back home to Australia.
The only bright spot in my life is nabbing the apartment next to my best friend, Benji. He's like no one I've ever met. And yeah . . . I am so stupidly in love with him it's not even funny.
When Benji needs some inspiration to clear his writer's block, I gladly help out. He wants to write a friends-to-lovers romance, and I'm his best friend. This should be a cinch. It's not as if he's suddenly going to fall in love with me. And the fact is, Benji could do so much better than me.
Contains mature themes."
