All he needs is his cabin in the woods... BLAKE - Peace and quiet, people-free-that's my paradise. I've had enough action for this lifetime and the next, seen more blood than most, and I'm done with death and destruction.The last thing I want is to get involved with the 'normal' world, but a city girl in distress shows up in my neck of the woods, disturbing my careful balance. One look at the curvy beauty and it's not just about helping her; those juicy curves of hers are demanding I help myself! But is the damsel worth the trouble and drama she's sure to bring?All she needs is her home office... BRANDI - There I was, living the introvert dream. I work from home and can have everything I want delivered to me; I barely have to leave my apartment!But then I opened my door for a food delivery, and my life changed. How was I to know the delivery guy would end up being an unstable stalker? When his obsession with me goes too far, I accept my best friend's suggestion of staying with her ex-military brother in the wilderness for a while. I sure as hell wasn't prepared for the carnal temptations the insanely hot, wild-looking man would bring! Suddenly, I'm not so sure Blake's that stable himself; he might be more dangerous than the stalker I thought I left behind...An alpha veteran recluse and an untouched BBW butt heads in this steamy interracial romance!

*All stories in the Real Man series can be read as a complete standalone.I was known in town as old money but lived off the land, a present-day caveman. They called me the town recluse, dubbed me a mountain man, antisocial. It was true.But then she came into my life and turned everything I knew upside down.It started with Bailey getting lost in the woods and finding herself on my doorstep.She was sweet and innocent, half my age, and I had no control when the arousal built between us that night.It ended with me taking her virginity in a passion-filled night.But then she was gone, and I should have gone after her, thrown her over my shoulder, and demanded she was mine.Four years later and our paths cross again. I thought I was stronger, able to control myself, but where Bailey was concerned, there was no doubt she called the shots. She owned my heart.She'd gotten under my skin in the best of ways, and I knew this time around, I wouldn't let her get away.

"Hank Smith saved my life, carrying me through a blizzard to his mountain cabin. He doesn't like strangers, and he doesn't like leaving his sanctuary. Now I'm trapped here with him until the snow melts. I see him looking at me. He tries to hide behind a gruff exterior, but I see the longing and the heat burning in his eyes. I know he wants me, and I can't resist him. I want to feel those big, rough hands all over my body. But once he's unleashed his raw, barely tried desire on me, will I be able to leave my mountain man behind, or will he make me his?"--Back cover.

NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER • The remarkable true story of a man who lived alone in the woods of Maine for 27 years, making this dream a reality—not out of anger at the world, but simply because he preferred to live on his own. “A meditation on solitude, wildness and survival.” —The Wall Street Journal In 1986, a shy and intelligent twenty-year-old named Christopher Knight left his home in Massachusetts, drove to Maine, and disappeared into the forest. He would not have a conversation with another human being until nearly three decades later, when he was arrested for stealing food. Living in a tent even through brutal winters, he had survived by his wits and courage, developing ingenious ways to store edibles and water, and to avoid freezing to death. He broke into nearby cottages for food, clothing, reading material, and other provisions, taking only what he needed but terrifying a community never able to solve the mysterious burglaries. Based on extensive interviews with Knight himself, this is a vividly detailed account of his secluded life—why did he leave? what did he learn?—as well as the challenges he has faced since returning to the world. It is a gripping story of survival that asks fundamental questions about solitude, community, and what makes a good life, and a deeply moving portrait of a man who was determined to live his own way, and succeeded.

Gavin Daugherty has made every attempt to ignore Haley Foster. He just wants to open his business and be left alone.

_____________ 'It is almost impossible not to fall under the spell of Eustace Conway ... his accomplishments, his joy and vigor, seem almost miraculous' - New York Times Review of Books 'Gilbert takes a bright-eyed bead on Eustace, hitting him square with a witty modernist appraisal of folkloric American masculinity' - The Times 'Conversational, enthusiastic, funny and sharp, the energy of The Last American Man never ebbs' - New Statesman _____________ A fascinating, intimate portrait of an endlessly complicated man: a visionary, a narcissist, a brilliant but flawed modern hero At the age of seventeen, Eustace Conway ditched the comforts of his suburban existence to escape to the wild. Away from the crushing disapproval of his father, he lived alone in a teepee in the mountains. Everything he needed he built, grew or killed. He made his clothes from deer he killed and skinned before using their sinew as sewing thread. But he didn't stop there. In the years that followed, he stopped at nothing in pursuit of bigger, bolder challenges. He travelled the Mississippi in a handmade wooden canoe; he walked the two-thousand-mile Appalachian Trail; he hiked across the German Alps in trainers; he scaled cliffs in New Zealand. One Christmas, he finished dinner with his family and promptly upped and left - to ride his horse across America. From South Carolina to the Pacific, with his little brother in tow, they dodged cars on the highways, ate road kill and slept on the hard ground. Now, more than twenty years on, Eustace is still in the mountains, residing in a thousand-acre forest where he teaches survival skills and attempts to instil in people a deeper appreciation of nature. But over time he has had to reconcile his ambitious dreams with the sobering realities of modernity. Told with Elizabeth Gilbert's trademark wit and spirit, The Last American Man is an unforgettable adventure story of an irrepressible life lived to the extreme. The Last American Man is a New York Times Notable Book and National Book Critics Circle Award Finalist.

"In these poems Judevine Mountain is a man of contradictions: of solitude and loneliness, contentment and restlessness, generosity and envy. For Judevine Mountain - this most settled of poets - nothing is ever settled, solved, or understood."--BOOK JACKET.

Come visit the mountains with Olivia T. Turner and meet the most dominant, Over The Top alpha male you've ever seen!I'm a loner. A recluse.A Mountain Man.But that all changes when I catch a glimpse of her.She's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, and I'm instantly obsessed.When my sweet innocent girl gets into trouble with the drunk guys that she's camping with, I'm watching.I come to her side.She thinks she's safe with me.But what she doesn't know is that I'm about to claim her.And that sweet cherry that she's been saving now belongs to me.You down with OTT? This is an Olivia T. Turner book, which means it features a possessive and totally obsessed Over The Top male who isn't afraid to take what he wants! If you like your book boyfriends sweet and cuddly than shut the computer off and walk away. If you like your heroes, rough, dirty and possessive to the extreme, come on in and have some fun...

Billionaire recluse Hudson Walker moved to Thickwood, Colorado, from upstate New York. No one really knows what he does for a living. They just know that he grumbles every time he has to come into town. That is until he sees Jules Russell. Jules Russell owns Jules Junk, the antique and vintage shop in town. When Hudson walks into her store with a smile on his face, the air around them sizzles. Jules has the two things in life she loves, her French Bulldog, Beau and her shop. That's all she needs to be happy.Her outlook begins to change when Hudson starts coming into her shop on a regular basis.After all, Hudson makes it clear it's not antiques he's looking for to brighten up his life.It's Jules. Tory is coming at you with an all new exciting book that is sure to sweep you off your feet. It's safe, a guaranteed happily ever after, with an Alpha Hero so in love our heroine doesn't stand a chance.

A sexy, moody, broody mountain man who only wants his solitude. A city woman trying to find herself in the backwoods. One horrible rock slide that leaves the two strangers stuck together...whether they want to be or not. I've been holed up in my crappy, one room cabin in the back country of Colorado for so long that I'm basically not even human anymore. And I'm not here because I have to be. I'm not some crazy prepper who thinks the apocalypse is coming, and I'm not running from the law. I'm just an artist who gets lost in the creation of my wood sculptures, and I'm alone because I like it this way. I do my best work when I'm separated from the rest of the world And for the most part, people suck, and there isn't anybody back in civilization who will ever notice that I'm not there anyway. I'm so far off the beaten path that it's rare for me to see another human at all, and I'm perfectly fine with that...until Keeley Norton comes crashing into my solitary life--literally. It isn't like I really want to rescue the woman and haul her back to my cabin. But I can't leave her on the side of the mountain injured, either. I might be a surly jerk, but even I can't be that heartless. Basically, I'm screwed in more ways than one. Luckily, she only has to be stuck with me for a few days. I can handle that, right? Even if I don't want her in my cabin, what can happen in forty-eight hours? Problem is, I didn't count on the way she makes me feel every time I look into her sexy, smoldering dark eyes. All I really want to do is nail her. Against the wall. Bent over my rickety table. Any time or any place is fine with me. And believe me, I fantasize about every single location as the hours tick by. My plan is to just ignore her until she can get back to her own place, but that idea isn't working out so well. Turns out, Keeley isn't a woman who is easily ignored. She's beautiful.She's sexy. She's smart. She's chatty -- which really should drive me crazy since I'm a guy of few words, but it grows on me. She's kind and not the type to judge -- even though she's a smart-mouthed city woman who doesn't have a clue how to survive in the backwoods. All in all, Keeley is way more dangerous to me than any four-legged predator in the woods. Simply put, she's exactly the kind of woman I need to avoid. And I try to keep my distance. I want to keep my secrets to myself, and the last thing I want is to be painfully pried open by a female who will be gone in a matter of a few days. I'm a master at avoiding complications, but Keeley is an unholy temptation that even a hardened loner like me might not be able to resist...