Bedding the Bedding (Book 1)

I was just fired from my job, and the house my ex-boyfriend owns is falling down around me. There’s nothing tying me to this town, so I decide to get a fresh start.

Newport is adorable. The kind of small, friendly town where people smile at you on purpose. Even better, the antique store that hires me comes with a shockingly affordable apartment. It feels like I’ve finally stumbled into a version of life that isn’t trying to crush me.

And then the dreams start.

These aren’t normal dreams. Not stress dreams. Not even “oh no, I wore underwear to homeroom” dreams. No, these are sexy dreams. Ridiculously sexy dreams.

One night I dream my sheets are touching me in ways my ex could never imagine. And honestly? Good for me.

Except, I might not be dreaming.

Because my bedding seems very…involved. And skilled. And real. Which is ridiculous. Impossible, even. A bedding set can’t be the best lover I’ve ever had.

Right?

Plowing the Plow (Book 2)

Leaving my family’s farm was the hardest thing I ever did—and coming back, grief-stricken, to pack it up just reminds me of every reason I wish I could stay. But my body won’t let me work the fields anymore, and I can’t afford enough help to keep things running.

At least, that’s what I think…until someone starts plowing the fields in the middle of the night.

At first, I assume it’s a kind neighbor, or a well-meaning cousin, or maybe a very confused farmhand with an unusual sleep schedule. But when I finally catch the culprit, I discover it’s not anyone at all.

It’s…my plow.

My full-size, century-old, absolutely-not-supposed-to-be-sentient plow.

And once it’s done tilling the fields, it seems extremely interested in plowing me, too.

Which shouldn’t make sense. It shouldn’t be happening. But here I am, on my family land, falling for a piece of heavy machinery that somehow understands me better than any human person ever has.

So now I’m dealing with grief, new beginnings, and a plow with an excellent work ethic. And honestly? There are worse ways to be pulled back home.

Railing the Railing (Book 3)

I’ve had a crush on my best friend’s twin brother, Luca, for as long as I can remember. We grew up together, shared summers, secrets, and family dinners. He’s the only person who knows how much I’m struggling to keep my aunt’s inn running.

But Luca has always been the sweet one. The innocent one. The one I shouldn’t be thinking about the way I do when I’m alone.

Or so I thought.

When he starts helping me fix up the place, he replaces the old railing on our signature staircase. It’s beautiful, solid, perfectly crafted, exactly the kind of thing that would catch Luca’s eye.

And then we discover it has…other talents.

One experimental moment turns into a whole lot more, and suddenly Luca isn’t innocent, the staircase railing isn’t just decor, and I am not prepared for how much I enjoy being railed by them both.

Now I’m tangled up in feelings, sawdust, and a very enthusiastic staircase accessory trying to figure out if falling for Luca is a terrible idea or the best one I’ve ever had.

💜Book 1: 92 pages/ Book 2: 90 pages/ Book 3: 88 pages
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