The Luck of Finding You:

Can you fall in love with the same person twice?

Exactly five years, five months, and three days ago I spent a single afternoon with a guy, Noah, and promptly fell in love with him. Then he left without leaving a number or his last name.

Now he's standing above me in the same tiny cafe we met all those years ago. And he's a grown man with an easy smile that's making me feel eighteen again. But I don't fall in love, not anymore.

Which is why I make this promise to myself. I will not fall in love with Noah. Again. Even if I do have to work with him every day for the next year in his Grandma's book store, thanks to her will.

And I will not fall in love with Mo, my online best friend who's suggesting that we finally meet in person after two years of talking.

Because in the end, guys always leave, and happily ever afters only exist in romance novels.

The Rules of Mistletoe:

She's got a list of rules and he's about to break them all.

I, Holly Nelson, have been dreaming about the perfect romance my entire life. You know the kind: guy and girl have an adorable meet cute and slowly, over the course of the movie, fall madly in love. I have spent hours of my life watching romcoms and I now have a list of qualities and rules for my perfect man.

I finally found him, but I haven't figured out how to get him to notice me. Instead, I'm stuck with Drew Rossi.

Andrew (Drew) Rossi doesn't fit a single item on my list and yet he's coming home with me for Christmas, posing as my boyfriend. He breaks every single one of my rules, well, except for maybe #5, because he does have an arm full of tattoos. But Drew is not my perfect guy, and we both know it.

This fake relationship started because of a misunderstanding, but when Drew agrees to help me land my dream man & he agrees to follow my rules, I reluctantly agree. We don't actually like each other, so what could go wrong?

The Rules of Mistletoe is a sweet romantic comedy. It is the second in a series of stand-alone romances.

Begin Again:

I never planned on marrying my best friend. I never even planned on falling in love.

I've spent my entire life telling anyone and everyone who would listen that I'll never get married, that I'll never even date. My mother made marriage and dating look completely unappealing, so romance is not in the cards for me.

What I never counted on was Sam Holland. He was my brother's best friend first, but somewhere along the way, he became my closest friend, the person I told all of my news to, the one I wanted by my side through it all.

Somewhere along the way, I fell in love with him.

But me and Sam? It won't ever work, not like this. Because he wants a romance-worthy marriage and love story, and I don't feel like I'll ever be worthy of that type of love.

In the end, though, I did marry Sam, and now he's standing in the hallway, waiting for me to let him into my hotel room after not seeing him for six months, and before I let him into my heart again, I need to go back to the beginning to where all of this started. To see if we have what it takes to make this work. To make marriage work. To make us work.