I've always dreamed of renting a cottage in the mountains for a week to write a romance novel and now I'm finally here. I have everything I need.- Log cabin on a secluded mountain (check)- A week off work to do nothing but write (check)- A light snow falling outside as I sit under a blanket at the desk (check)- An amazing love story that writes itself (what's the opposite of a check?)It's my second day here and I haven't written one word.Can you still get writer's block if you're not a real writer?It's all a disaster until I'm wandering through the woods and see some much-needed inspiration.It comes in a big, bearded, growly package.His name is Jayden Rowe and he's a rugged mountain man who says he owns everything on this mountain.Including me.Suddenly, with Jayden's shirtless body to gawk at while he chops wood, the words start flowing and my book comes alive.But when it's time to write the love scene, the words dry up and I have nothing.What I need is a little mountain man inspiration to get the book going again.Research. That's what I need.Hot, sweaty, sultry research with my gorgeous new mountain man friend.That's when I decide that I'm going to seduce Jayden......for research purposes of course.

All he needs is his cabin in the woods... BLAKE - Peace and quiet, people-free-that's my paradise. I've had enough action for this lifetime and the next, seen more blood than most, and I'm done with death and destruction.The last thing I want is to get involved with the 'normal' world, but a city girl in distress shows up in my neck of the woods, disturbing my careful balance. One look at the curvy beauty and it's not just about helping her; those juicy curves of hers are demanding I help myself! But is the damsel worth the trouble and drama she's sure to bring?All she needs is her home office... BRANDI - There I was, living the introvert dream. I work from home and can have everything I want delivered to me; I barely have to leave my apartment!But then I opened my door for a food delivery, and my life changed. How was I to know the delivery guy would end up being an unstable stalker? When his obsession with me goes too far, I accept my best friend's suggestion of staying with her ex-military brother in the wilderness for a while. I sure as hell wasn't prepared for the carnal temptations the insanely hot, wild-looking man would bring! Suddenly, I'm not so sure Blake's that stable himself; he might be more dangerous than the stalker I thought I left behind...An alpha veteran recluse and an untouched BBW butt heads in this steamy interracial romance!

Rescued by the billionaire lumberjack... Lost. Alone. Freezing on the side of a desolate mountain in a massive snowstorm. Until a rugged man with an ax saves me. Waking in his warm, comfortable bed leaves more than one question. How did I get here? Where are my clothes? And who is this handsome recluse with striking dark eyes and a grumpy demeanor? The answers only bring more mysteries. He doesn’t want me here. Doesn’t want his secrets exposed. I don’t want him to know mine, either. But there’s only so long we can deny this sizzling attraction. Only so long until I learn the truth about my billionaire lumberjack and our pasts come back to haunt us. Grab this steamy stand-alone from USA Today Bestselling Author Gwyn McNamee about a billionaire in hiding, the photographer who stumbles upon him, and what happens when they’re trapped together during a major snow storm with building attraction and dark secrets!

"In these poems Judevine Mountain is a man of contradictions: of solitude and loneliness, contentment and restlessness, generosity and envy. For Judevine Mountain - this most settled of poets - nothing is ever settled, solved, or understood."--BOOK JACKET.

*All stories in the Real Man series can be read as a complete standalone.I was known in town as old money but lived off the land, a present-day caveman. They called me the town recluse, dubbed me a mountain man, antisocial. It was true.But then she came into my life and turned everything I knew upside down.It started with Bailey getting lost in the woods and finding herself on my doorstep.She was sweet and innocent, half my age, and I had no control when the arousal built between us that night.It ended with me taking her virginity in a passion-filled night.But then she was gone, and I should have gone after her, thrown her over my shoulder, and demanded she was mine.Four years later and our paths cross again. I thought I was stronger, able to control myself, but where Bailey was concerned, there was no doubt she called the shots. She owned my heart.She'd gotten under my skin in the best of ways, and I knew this time around, I wouldn't let her get away.

Billionaire recluse Hudson Walker moved to Thickwood, Colorado, from upstate New York. No one really knows what he does for a living. They just know that he grumbles every time he has to come into town. That is until he sees Jules Russell. Jules Russell owns Jules Junk, the antique and vintage shop in town. When Hudson walks into her store with a smile on his face, the air around them sizzles. Jules has the two things in life she loves, her French Bulldog, Beau and her shop. That's all she needs to be happy.Her outlook begins to change when Hudson starts coming into her shop on a regular basis.After all, Hudson makes it clear it's not antiques he's looking for to brighten up his life.It's Jules. Tory is coming at you with an all new exciting book that is sure to sweep you off your feet. It's safe, a guaranteed happily ever after, with an Alpha Hero so in love our heroine doesn't stand a chance.

A sexy, moody, broody mountain man who only wants his solitude. A city woman trying to find herself in the backwoods. One horrible rock slide that leaves the two strangers stuck together...whether they want to be or not. I've been holed up in my crappy, one room cabin in the back country of Colorado for so long that I'm basically not even human anymore. And I'm not here because I have to be. I'm not some crazy prepper who thinks the apocalypse is coming, and I'm not running from the law. I'm just an artist who gets lost in the creation of my wood sculptures, and I'm alone because I like it this way. I do my best work when I'm separated from the rest of the world And for the most part, people suck, and there isn't anybody back in civilization who will ever notice that I'm not there anyway. I'm so far off the beaten path that it's rare for me to see another human at all, and I'm perfectly fine with that...until Keeley Norton comes crashing into my solitary life--literally. It isn't like I really want to rescue the woman and haul her back to my cabin. But I can't leave her on the side of the mountain injured, either. I might be a surly jerk, but even I can't be that heartless. Basically, I'm screwed in more ways than one. Luckily, she only has to be stuck with me for a few days. I can handle that, right? Even if I don't want her in my cabin, what can happen in forty-eight hours? Problem is, I didn't count on the way she makes me feel every time I look into her sexy, smoldering dark eyes. All I really want to do is nail her. Against the wall. Bent over my rickety table. Any time or any place is fine with me. And believe me, I fantasize about every single location as the hours tick by. My plan is to just ignore her until she can get back to her own place, but that idea isn't working out so well. Turns out, Keeley isn't a woman who is easily ignored. She's beautiful.She's sexy. She's smart. She's chatty -- which really should drive me crazy since I'm a guy of few words, but it grows on me. She's kind and not the type to judge -- even though she's a smart-mouthed city woman who doesn't have a clue how to survive in the backwoods. All in all, Keeley is way more dangerous to me than any four-legged predator in the woods. Simply put, she's exactly the kind of woman I need to avoid. And I try to keep my distance. I want to keep my secrets to myself, and the last thing I want is to be painfully pried open by a female who will be gone in a matter of a few days. I'm a master at avoiding complications, but Keeley is an unholy temptation that even a hardened loner like me might not be able to resist...