Gia Winters loves writing about rugged men who fall hard for the curvy heroines they never saw coming. When she’s not bringing the heat to the page, she’s probably sipping coffee, daydreaming about her next book boyfriend, or convincing herself that reading counts as “research.”
Her romances are swoony and steamy, with plenty of playful banter and happily ever afters guaranteed.
Gia Winters loves writing about rugged men who fall hard for the curvy heroines they never saw coming. When she’s not bringing the heat to the page, she’s probably sipping coffee, daydreaming about her next book boyfriend, or convincing herself that reading counts as “research.”
Her romances are swoony and steamy, with plenty of playful banter and happily ever afters guaranteed.
I never planned to fall for the man who pulled me from the fire. I definitely never planned to wake up in his bed.
Cora My flower shop was more than a business. It was my home. My last piece of my grandma. The only place I ever felt wanted. Then it burned. I should be thinking about insurance, repairs, and where I’m going to sleep. Instead, I’m...
The big, burly biker thought nothing could surprise him. Then a curvy girl dropped into his lap and asked him to pretend she belonged to him.
Evie I was supposed to marry a man old enough to be my father because mine wanted his gambling debt erased. So I ran. I ducked into a bar, climbed into a biker’s lap, and begged him to pretend I was his. I...
He’s all silence, sawdust, and silver eyes. She’s all curves, freckles, and quiet longing. One Valentine bid, and the town’s grump is done for.
Rose Coming back to Lovesbury was supposed to be a fresh start. Then I see Hunter Colgrave on the auction stage. My brother’s best friend. The rugged lumberjack who fixed some furniture at my family’s house...
