Some people stumble into their pasts by accident, but mine seems to be hunting me down. When I returned to Firestone Bay for my father's funeral, I thought I'd be paying my respects and moving on, keeping...

They say don't get attached to mysteries. I had no intention of doing so—until Jonah Harrington waltzed into my life with his sharp wit, piercing gaze, and knack for making everything feel like a high-stakes...

They say coming home is supposed to feel like slipping into an old, comfortable sweater—the kind that's worn around the edges but undeniably familiar. Well, whoever said that hasn't met my neighbor, Nathan...