Stephanie Archer

He'll make her a hot girl, but can he make her his girl?

Shy, quiet Hannah is surrounded by handsome, sensitive, swoon-worthy men...who are fictional. As her thirtieth birthday looms, she takes stock of her life: her small-town bookstore isn't making ends meet and she's never been in love. Something needs to change.

She knows exactly who's going to help her.

Women fall head over heels for laid-back, confident Wyatt, but all he cares about is surfing. The only thing holding him back from going pro? His non-existent social media presence. When Hannah offers to run his social media in exchange for lessons, it's too good to pass up.

He'll coax the pretty bookworm out of her shell, but they'll do it his way.

Disastrous surf lessons, dive bar karaoke, a romance-only bookstore and a sparkly dress that makes her feel beautiful--spending time with Wyatt is nothing like Hannah expected. But he's all wrong for her... right?

A spicy, hilarious small-town friends-to-lovers romantic comedy with a guaranteed HEA.

The Queen's Cove Series #2

The Wrong Mr. Right

The confident, laid-back surfer is going to find me a boyfriend… but now he wants me for himself.

Every day, I’m surrounded by hot, swoon-worthy guys… who are fictional. At almost 30, I’m painfully shy, I’ve never been in love, and my small town bookstore isn’t breaking even. Something needs to change, and I know exactly who’s going to help me—Wyatt Rhodes, the guy everyone wants.

He agrees to be my relationship coach, but his lessons aren’t what I expected.

He’ll give me hot girl lessons if I handle his social media. Between surfing, mortifying dates, and converting my bookstore into romance only, he’s drawing me out of my shell. For the first time, I feel strong and beautiful. Our lessons heat up, and sparks fly. Wyatt never wanted a relationship, but it’s clear he wants me.

He’s supposed to find me someone to fall for but instead, we’re falling for each other.

A sizzling, hilarious small town friends-to-lovers romantic comedy with a guaranteed HEA. This is the second book in the Queen’s Cove series but can be read as a standalone.

A Spicy Small Town Friends to Lovers Romance (The Queen's Cove Series Book #2)

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I stared out at the ocean and thought about all the times Wyatt and I floated out there, talking and staring at the sky, falling in love.

I I love you. I should have said it instead of ‘come with me.’ I love you and I want you forever.”

She nodded with a watery smile. Her hands came to my waist. “I love you, too.”

I pulled her to me and kissed the love of my life.

“When things were too good, when I was too happy, I reminded myself it wouldn’t last so it wouldn’t hurt when it was gone.”

he’s actually always being great at mindful awareness and gratitude.

I didn’t push the image out, and I didn’t cling to it. I let it stay where it was, noticed the sharp pang in my chest, and was grateful that I had experienced it at all.

I left the beach in awe of the ocean, how it granted me the opportunity and interaction.

I had been telling Hannah that everything was temporary, and I’d been telling myself that everything was temporary, but I had been spewing that shit as a way to hold the good things back at arm’s length. If I didn’t expect to keep anything, I couldn’t be upset when it was gone.

Except I was upset. How could I move on from someone like Hannah?

For now, I didn’t want to be Hannah or whatever was left of me. I wanted to be someone else, so I laid down on my bed, cracked the book open, and disappeared.

Two hours later, Holden helped me through the door of his house and onto the couch.

"How long are you going to do this?” he asked, setting a glass of water on the coffee table.

Until my bed stopped smelling like her. Until I didn’t associate my room with her. Until I stopped picturing her in my living room, reading and staring out the window.

Quick flashes of what our life could be played in my head. Hannah and I floating on our boards in South Africa. Hannah and I sitting on the beach on the Gold Coast of Australia. Hannah and I snorkeling in Hawaii.

Without her, what was the point? I tried to picture a life without her.

 sitting alone on my hotel room patio, staring at the water, drinking a beer and thinking about her. Me on a plane, counting clouds out the window, remembering how her hair smelled like tea. Me on my board, watching the sunrise and wondering whether her eyes were more blue or green that day. Wondering whether she missed me like I missed her.

He was always going to leave. We both knew this.

He taught me that everything was temporary and then he acted like it wasn’t.

“You were always going to leave.” Her voice shook. “We knew this. You were my practice guy.”

The waves I surfed on might be dangerous, but they were nothing in comparison to the words Hannah threw at me. Pain wrapped around my heart and suffocated everything else out.

I leaned down on the table to look into her eyes. “After all this time, you’re still afraid.”

Her shoulders curled forward and my stomach pitched. My hands itched to pull her into my chest where she belonged, but we couldn’t. We couldn’t go back, like she said.

“Bye, Hannah. It was fun while it lasted.”

I walked out of the restaurant, my heart still at the table with the girl I loved.

“You teach me to choose myself and now you want me to choose you?”

 want you to choose yourself. I want you to choose 

She didn’t say a word. She just sat there, petrified. Pain pulsed in my chest and I rubbed a hand over my face. I had jumped, but the safety net wasn’t there, and this was me hitting the ground.

This was it. This was the end, it just didn’t happen in a way I expected. I knew it would happen, though, didn’t I? Because all things ended and the universe was cruel. It gave one tiny taste of something spectacular before ripping the spoon away from your mouth.

Her lips parted at my words and her eyebrows lifted. My heart rattled up into my throat. Fuck, those eyes. I wanted to look into those eyes every day forever.

Whatever Hannah and I were doing, whatever we were wrapped up in, it was fragile. One wrong move and the entire thing could slip out from beneath us.

If I made plans for the future, they could crumble. If the plans didn’t exist, there was nothing I could lose.

So I perched on the edge of the cliff, enjoying what I had with Hannah, terrified to move a muscle.

Karaoke night had changed both everything, and nothing at all. She was still my Hannah, just as she had been before we tangled these sheets up and gave each other everything. She was still the same silly, quick-smiling brave Hannah she was a week ago.

I was the one who was head over fucking heels for her.

I was in love with her. It was the last thing I ever wanted, and yet it was goddamned heaven.

“You’re the only guy who’s ever made me feel like this.” The words slipped out and my breath caught. A hint of panic hit my bloodstream and I swallowed, watching Wyatt’s face carefully.

These past few months, I had grown, but I had also grown around him. Not far from town, there was a forest trail where someone had left a bike against a tree decades ago, and the tree had grown around it. They were one now. There was no cutting them apart without destroying the bike or killing the tree.

Wyatt nodded, watching me with a funny expression on his face. Sad, almost. “I want to be the right guy for you.” His hand rubbed up my back to touch my hair.

“Have I told you how beautiful you are?” He leaned forward on his elbows toward me and his voice was low. “I’ve been thinking about doing terrible, terrible things to you since you opened the door.”

I’d remember the look on her face until my dying breath. She was lit from within, radiant like a fucking goddess, chewing her lip with a hint of hesitation but her eyes danced, like she knew what she was doing to me.

Hannah living here. Moving all her books in, them taking up space everywhere in organized piles and filling up bookcases. The thought made me smile.

Deep in my chest, something cold and sharp poked me. My summer with my aunts flashed into my head. This thing with Hannah wouldn’t last. She’d bring her light, happiness, and radiance into my home and then she’d leave, it would be over, and I’d be left with a hole in my life. Like my Aunt Bea. Like Hannah’s dad.

“Romance makes people happy. Things aren’t dumb because women like them.”

When we crawled under the covers, he pulled me to him and I smiled into the pillow. My body tucked into his like we were made for each other.

“I’m falling for you, bookworm.” He whispered the words against the back of my head in the dark.

 I reached for her and tucked her under my arm as we walked up to my place. I wasn’t going to let her out of my sight.

Wife. Pregnant. I glanced down at her and my pulse picked up.

I shook my head and unlocked the door. “Nothing.”

We stepped inside and I rubbed a hand absently over my chest. I’d deal with these feelings later. For now, Hannah was my sole focus.

I turned back to the nurse with my mouth hanging open.

My brain moved slow, like wading through water. I swallowed.

The corner of my mouth kicked up. A primal part of my brain liked those words together.

“No.” I shook my head at the nurse. “She isn’t.”

I nodded and sat quietly, reading the form while my mind raced. Hannah. Concussion. Hannah. Hurt. Husband. Hannah. Wife. Hannah. Pregnant.

I rubbed my hand over my face. Shut up, I told myself. Pregnant? Pregnant. That was the last thing I wanted. That was the complete opposite of temporary. Pregnant meant baby, and baby meant family and forever.

No. Shut up, I told myself. No smiling at that.

“She has a concussion. She needs to see a doctor right now.”

The nurse rolled her eyes and rage rattled through me. Out of the corner of my eye, Hannah gave her an apologetic look. I didn’t care. I knew I was being an asshole, but I didn’t care. Hannah was hurt. That was all I could think about. My Hannah was hurt and it was my fault. 

Pain streaked through my chest. I’d deal with that later. Right now, I had to make sure Hannah was okay.

I didn’t care if the town knew we were fooling around.

Let them. Let every guy in town know to stay the fuck away from Hannah because she was mine.

The thought jolted through me. Mine. Of course she was mine.

friends to lovers is my weakness actually

Ralie Sutton

i adored it !!! and this book was definitely better than the first one. and is definitely going on my ‘favourites’ shelf.

it was lovely! i honestly enjoyed every second of it. 

the main characters were so so adorable, Wyatt is such a good and sweet guy and i’d like to marry him, and Hannah is lovely and brave and amazing. the rest of the characters were also beautifully placed in the story which progressed at a perfect pace. the main character’s development was empowering and we also got a few glimpses for the rest of the books which i always appreciate. 

i don’t want to say a lot, i will only mention that the author’s writing is just beautiful, the story is lovely, the plot is great, the spice is chef’s kiss and that i’m a happy and grateful girl having read this book.

another thing to mention : this book is a great guide for personal development regarding struggles like holding yourself back or wanting to grow by getting out of your comfort zone. 

i adored it !!! and this book was definitely better than the first one. and is definitely going on my ‘favourites’ shelf.

it was lovely! i honestly enjoyed every second of it. 

the main characters were so so adorable, Wyatt is such a good and sweet guy and i’d like to marry him, and Hannah is lovely and brave and amazing. the rest of the characters were also beautifully placed in the story which progressed at a perfect pace. the main character’s development was empowering and we also got a few glimpses for the rest of the books which i always appreciate. 

i don’t want to say a lot, i will only mention that the author’s writing is just beautiful, the story is lovely, the plot is great, the spice is chef’s kiss and that i’m a happy and grateful girl having read this book.

another thing to mention : this book is a great guide for personal development regarding struggles like holding yourself back or wanting to grow by getting out of your comfort zone. 

i so recommend it !!

Beautiful rom com. Felt like a really realistic story of two people meeting and falling in love while dealing with their own feelings and fears. It was cute and spicy and had amazing writing. Love the surfer - bookworm convo and how Hannah came out of her shell for herself and to try new things. Her character inspired me to stop living for other people and to start choosing myself

Ale Treviño

cutest cartoon book covers are an obviohs favourite of mine. this book made laugh & flowed really nicely. definitely a leg up from the first in the series

Lexie Kinsela

I really liked this, but there were some cringe-y parts that felt inauthentic and unnecessary. And by cringe-y I don't mean in a secondhand embarrassment sort of way.

Also not a fan of third act break ups, but at leas this one was short. the spice though? Next level.

Holly

I really liked this, but there were some cringe-y parts that felt inauthentic and unnecessary. And by cringe-y I don't mean in a secondhand embarrassment sort of way.

Also not a fan of third act break ups, but at leas this one was short. the spice though? Next level.

Absolutely adore this book. This is the second time I’ve read it in the span of 4 months. 

Olivia Sekelsky

abigail laws

4.5 - so cute!! i need a wyatt in my life immediately. i love how hannah didn’t change who she was through her journey but she gained confidence. i definitely teared up at the end bc of how sweet it was. loved this book!

Ashlyn

The timeline seemed a little rushed and unrealistic. They went from being practically strangers (acquaintances who knew each other through school and family members at best), Hannah thinking Wyatt didn't even know her name, to instant best friends talking about sex and being jealous over each other. 

It was a fine read, but there was little character development and I didn't form any real attachment to either character.

The Wrong Mr. Right The Queen's Cove Series #2

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