One runaway actress, three unexpected alphas, and a house that’s literally falling apart.

I bought the cottage sight unseen after my life imploded across every gossip site. One bad breakup, a million headlines, and suddenly I was on a one-way trip to Honeyridge Falls.

I didn’t know the first thing about small-town living. Or fixing up an actual house.
But I was determined to figure it out on my own.
No drama. No mates. No cameras.

Just me, a crumbling porch, and a to-do list that keeps getting longer.

Fix the roof. Paint the walls. Avoid alphas.
Definitely don’t fall for anyone.

Then I try to reheat a casserole, nearly burn the place down, and realize I might not be the DIY queen I imagined.
Enter three alphas with toolbelts, teasing smiles, and far too much patience.

Callum, the gruff, steady lumberman who teaches me how to use a hammer without judgment.
Julian, the quiet accountant who prefers books to people but somehow sees straight through me.
Dean, the cinnamon-sweet firefighter with a crooked smile and a habit of showing up when I need him most. Usually shirtless.

I didn’t come here to fall in love. But when a surprise heat hits and they’re the ones who catch me, everything changes.

Fixing a broken heart wasn’t on my to-do list. Until they showed up.

A cozy, why choose, steamy, small-town omegaverse romance filled with slow-burn chemistry, a burned casserole, cinnamon-roll alphas, and the kind of pack that makes your heart ache in all the best ways. This is a standalone romance with heat, heart, and a guaranteed HEA.