About this book
The library’s new computer system just sent an overdue notice for a book checked out in 1826.
This morning, the borrower came in to pay his fine.
All six foot six of him.
I’m the librarian in a town too small for secrets, with a cat who bites patrons and a to-be-read pile the return cart can’t fix.
Ambrose Blackpine is two hundred years late, unreasonably calm about it, and certain that ten cents a day isn’t the debt he owes me. He hasn’t come down his mountain in living memory. He came down for a library fine.
He tries to pay in gold. I make him take his change.
He gets a library card. Uses it daily.
He checks out one book at a time, so he always has a reason to come back.
He finds the romance section. My romance section.
He works through my staff-picks shelf and returns every book with notes in the margins.
The notes are suggestions. The suggestions are promises.
“Two centuries, little librarian. You were worth the late fee.”
The book he never returned? The pack’s courting law. And on the intended line, in ink that hasn’t dried, is my name.
He can keep the book. I haven’t decided if he can keep me.
A cozy, spicy fated-mates wolf shifter romance with a bookish heroine, a possessive alpha king who grovels in the margins, grumpy-sunshine banter, and zero drama that outstays its welcome. No cliffhanger, guaranteed HEA. Standalone. 18+.
Tropes: Fated Mates • Bookish Heroine • Grumpy Sunshine • Forced Proximity • He Reads Her Romance Novels • Groveling Hero • Heroine Holds the Power
Heat Level: Spicy │ Tone: Light/Funny, Emotional │ Series Type: Standalone │ Ending: HEA │ POV: Dual First Person, Present Tense │ Content: Open door, explicit on the page, warmth led. No cliffhanger.
