Have you ever wondered what compels us to get out of bed every morning—even on those days when it appears wiser simply to pull the blankets up over our heads? Okay, I'll admit it; I'm one of those persistently optimistic people that everyone wants to hide from when they see us headed their way. For me even a really bad day is a magical gift. And that's one of the major reasons I write romance novels; who doesn't love a story they already know is going to end well?
Widow Olivia Baldwin of Spellbound Falls has hopes and dreams and desires, and a fierce determination to buy the family camps she is currently running for her in-laws in the mountains of northern Maine. But when Maximilian Oceanus shows up three weeks early with six-year-old Henry, hoping to learn how to be a good father to the son he'd only recently discovered he had, Olivia's world is tilted off-center and her dream slowly begins to include an equally passionate desire for the tall, handsome, mysterious man who ends up literally rocking her world.
Oh yeah, the magic is very real; the proof being that love has the power to move heaven and earth and whatever mountains are in its way. Oh, and an ocean.