She bought the ruin. He guarded the mountain. Neither one saw the storm coming - in more ways than one. Maya Contreras just sank her entire life savings into a hundred-and-thirty-year-old lodge with a hole in its roof, a raccoon problem, and a wedding booked in eight short months. What she didn't bargain for was Elias Marsh - the reclusive, ridiculously stubborn carpenter next door who'd rather she pack up her pink binder and go back to the city. Elias built a small, quiet life on Whisperwood Ridge for exactly one reason: so nothing could ever hurt him the way loss already had. He doesn't do neighbors. He definitely doesn't do chaos in a canary-yellow coat. But when a blizzard traps them together in the half-renovated lodge with no power, no signal, and nowhere to hide from each other, eleven years of careful walls start coming down - one shared fire, one confession, one almost-kiss at a time. Rebuilding the lodge means rebuilding themselves. But trust doesn't come easy to a man who's already lost everyone he loved, and when an old fear resurfaces at the worst possible moment, Maya and Elias will have to decide if what they're building together is worth risking it all. A slow-burn, small-town, enemies-to-lovers romance about grumpy carpenters, chaotic optimists, hand-built chandeliers, and the particular kind of love that shows up exactly when you've stopped waiting for it. Perfect for readers who love: - Snowed-in, forced-proximity slow burns - Grumpy/sunshine opposites-attract chemistry - Small-town found family and big-hearted side characters - Emotional healing arcs with real heat and real heart >Curl up by the fire - Whisperwood Ridge is waiting.
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