Diagnosis: Love Book 1
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When every day is a battle between life and death, can two warring hearts find healing in each other?
I’m a naturopath, a vegan, and an eternal optimist. I’m passionate about my patients, quick to fight for what I know is right for them, and not about to be pushed around by some arrogant doctor like Deacon Girard. My first year on the oncology wing at St. Agnes Hospital in Harper Springs is a rollercoaster of extraordinary victories and devastating losses. The only reason I’m still here? The friends who have my back . . . and maybe, the man who tempts my heart even as we argue constantly.
I’m a gifted doctor, a former farm boy, and a confirmed realist. I’ve worked hard to build an oncology wing in my hometown, and I’ve assembled the perfect team to treat the patients who come to us for healing and hope. But one member of that team lives to fight me at every turn. She drives me crazy, and I want to kiss her. I can’t decide if I should push her away . . . or make her mine.
But then, life can change in a heartbeat . . .
Diagnosis: Love Book 2
Since I moved to Florida to work on the oncology wing at St. Agnes, my life has been tumultuous. The near-constant tension between Dr. Deacon Girard and me, a relationship that took an unexpected nosedive, and losing a favorite patient might have made me second-guess my decision to move to Harper Springs . . . if it wasn’t for my friends. They’re my ride or dies, my constant support, and my happy place.
When one friendship begins to grow into something more, well, maybe it’s time to move on and forget about Deacon.
If only I can . . .
I haven’t run away from a damn thing since I was a kid, but I’ll admit that’s exactly what I did after things got too intense between Emma and me. I took off for Eastern Europe, telling myself that I was there for kids who needed my brand of medical expertise. But the truth was that I had to get away from Emma . . . because what I feel for her scares the hell out of me.
I’ve been down this path before, and I know the kind of pain love brings with it. I don’t need to do this again. So even after I return to St. Agnes Hospital, I try to forget what was between us. I ignore my own heart.
For as long as I can . . .
Diagnosis: Love Book 3
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I don’t know who I am anymore.
I thought I’d found a man who was right for me, someone with whom I could build a life . . . but all the reasons we should work don’t mean much when I realize that I can’t love him the way he deserves.
And then there’s the other guy in my life—the one who broke my heart and ran away. The one I can’t stop wanting and needing. The one who makes me feel so alive each time we’re together.
When it comes to my patients, I’m an eternal optimist. Maybe that’s why I’m determined to try for happily ever after again.
As long as there’s life, there’s hope. And hope is all I have.
I don’t know what to do.
I thought I’d lost the woman who haunts me, body and soul. I was sure that she was in love with someone else. I was prepared for the pain, again. I was braced for the hurt. But I was wrong.
I have one last chance with her. If I screw it up this time, I’ll lose her forever, and if that happens, I know I’ll also lose my only hope for happiness.
I never give up on a patient. And I’m not giving up on us.
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I’ve had the mother of all crushes on my brother’s best friend since I was a preteen.
Who can blame me? Nico is the perfect guy: he’s kind, funny, smart . . . he’s a talented chef, and he looks like a Greek god.
When he helped me get this job, I was excited that we were actually going to live in the same town again. But then he moved to Chicago, sub-letting me his house, which is awesome for my budget but sad for my body. And my heart.
The fact that Nico’s on my mind is the only excuse I have for why I used his name when I needed a pretend boyfriend in order to keep my new job. But now that I’ve done it, it’s no big deal, right? I mean, he’s in Chicago, and I’m in Florida. He’ll never have to know . . .
Until the unexpected happens, and Nico’s back home. Suddenly, I have a lot of explaining to do.
Although I convince Nico to play along, each day it gets harder to make believe something that feels so real. How long can I keep pretending . . . before the truth comes out?