Terri Quinn lives a double existence. Half of it is as a bestselling author, the other is as a collie, which makes Ugly Creek the perfect place to be. The unique town and its odd residents fuel her muse, and she feels accepted there as both human and shapeshifter. Hunter Deveraux has spent most of his life trying to prove his worth to his father. He's in Ugly Creek to write a book aiming to debunk tales of the weird and unexplained that are as much a part of the town as the beautiful scenery. Jeopardizing this plan is falling for the one woman who can prove him wrong. Terri has no idea how to handle loving a man who must choose between his lifelong view of reality and the woman he cares about. In the clash, when fantasy proves to be reality, will love be enough?

Dia Grey's psychic ability reveals her sister's fiancé is cheating on her. But her mother and sister refuse to believe the truth. So Dia heads to Ugly Creek to visit her best friend and encounters the brilliant, but reckless, Logan Montgomery along the way. Despite their sparring, the two can’t deny the attraction between them. But Logan hides a secret that could be dangerous. He tries to keep her safe, but she is determined to solve the mystery of this enigmatic man. Dia might be psychic, but even she can't see what's coming…

She was free! For the first time in her adult life, romance novelist Shay Carpenter has no responsibilities to hold her down. Now all she wants to do is to enjoy a new life and pursue her writing in the quaint little town of Ugly Creek. But things are never that easy. Not only does Shay have to deal with her shapeshifting cousin who’s a little clueless about functioning in a human world, there’s Ace Ellison, a sexy local photographer and dog rescuer she can't get out of her head. Despite their mutual attraction, she and Ace seem to clash over everything, especially if it concerns animals. Disagreements, dognapping, digital theft, and desire… Can Shay and Ace resolve their issues to help the special little town they both adore? Or will Ugly Creek and their budding love both end up going to the dogs?

Mill Creek tells the story of the age-old struggle of an adolescent’s attempts to understand himself and his world. Peter Martin, the brainy, shy, farm-boy narrator, pious beyond his years, fi ghts a private war: whether to remain with his strict farm people or whether to embrace his best friend’s anarchic approach to Mennonite life. Arthur Nyce, with his fl ashy clothes, his repertoire of pop tunes, his dereliction of a school’s prescribed piety and his open affection throws Peter off balance again and again. Mill Creek records Peter’s fl uctuations between accepting and denying the diverse aspects of these two approaches to Mennonite life. An almost amorous friendship, the threat of the draft (Korean War), the lure of art, a pregnancy and a tragic drowning aid Peter to make compromising moves to pay tribute to his friend Arthur. In the end, Peter resolves to fi nd a way out of what he has come to understand as the religious oppression of his own community. Set on the campus of a boarding school, this wry, affectionate depiction of two boys’ struggles towards adulthood illuminates the golden era of conservative Lancaster (PA) Mennonites in the early 1950s. The youth in Mill Creek are pious, sentimental and romantic. They blend a serious intent to imitate their stolid elders and to mock lightly without fully discarding their heritage. Tender and passionate, innocent and sentimental, rigid and heartbreaking, the novel is a requiem for joy.

Contains eight well-known folktales.

Fairy tales are escapes into wondrous worlds. It is only our inflexible adult reasoning that tells us that they are just for children. Fables, too, are disdainfully disregarded by grown-ups, in spite of the valuable life lessons that they often provide. It is only yarns and tall tales that are permitted to dwell in the structured world of the adult. I have compiled this collection of silly, inconsequential stories and poems to satisfy the child in any of us that has been handicapped by active imagination, and has been unable to fully embrace the responsible, pedantic adult world. A few of these little stories were written for my children, as they journeyed from childhood, to adolescence to adulthood. I hope that the tales have allowed them to avoid becoming staid grownups. A few of these yarns were written for staid adults. I am glad to say that they, for a few moments anyway, were able to become irresponsible children again. A couple – specifically, the romantic poems – were written for my wife, who I hope will not be terribly upset that I have shared private thoughts with the world. Many were written just for me. No reason, other than that I like being a perpetual child. For those of you who dare to explore wondrous worlds, even if you do so in the secrecy of your own hidden sanctums, I welcome you to my haven. Please enjoy, and thank you