Joanna Kimber

** Now including Pepper Lights as Part 1**
Even after landing the job of my dreams and moving in with my long-term boyfriend, I still felt like something was missing. So one day I blew it all up and took a solo trip to one of my dream vacation destinations.

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I was only planning to fall back in love with myself and my life. Then, River blew in like a breath of fresh air. I've never experienced such a strong and instant connection with anyone else. Still, dedicated to my healing journey I make him promise that when our trip ends, so do we. 

My father and I had a simple agreement: if I failed one more time, I’d give up on my dream of running a restaurant to carry out his legacy. Entering the hottest new cooking competition show should have ignited my career, but when I got eliminated in the second round, I knew I had blown my shot. Still, I’ve been alone my entire life – so when my father disowns me for not following his path, I figure I’ll be fine on my own.
 

I never expected Rowan, the famously reclusive cafe owner, to be the key ingredient in crafting my new life. He is everything I’ve wanted for so long — everything I thought I couldn’t have. I should have left him where I found him, especially since I was still with my high school sweetheart. But when he offered me the life-changing opportunity to be his personal chef – I couldn’t resist.

When you see a shooting star, wish on it.

Writing has always been my escape, my passion, and my dream. People loving my stories was supposed to be the most fulfilling part of my career, but with my latest release being a critical disaster, I began to wonder if my books were worth reading at all. Are bad reviews really bad if they tell the truth?

"She writes sex like she's never experienced it before."

Maybe I was a fraud for writing steamy romance novels when my love life was at its best, lukewarm. Using your imagination apparently doesn't count for much when you're still a virgin. So on one drunken night, when I caught a shooting star, I wished for the men I had written to step off their pages.