Bücher von J. E. Joyce

Welcome to Rapids Bay Minnesota, where the Viking blood runs strong, secrets don't last long, and the best place to kick back is The Spirit of Hops Brewstillery. Half brewery, half distillery, all hometown watering hole goodness fit for the Gods.CharlieLife's too short. Cliché? Yes, but some things are universal truths regardless of how many pumpkin spice-toting basic white girls paint said truths on barn wood and hang them in their kitchens. That basic truth has been my motto for most of my life and has rarely steered me wrong. It may have also steered me into some interesting shenanigans and awkward situations, but those just make for the best stories. As the bar manager for Spirit of Hops Brewstillery in my hometown, those stories have always given me something to chat about with customers. But when the new brewer and his little girl show up, those stories seem just a prologue to the newest adventure I hear calling my name. Life's too short, why not seize the day and see what comes, right?CallumIf there is one thing I have learned in these last six years watching my little girl grow up, it's that a year is both somehow forever and gone in an instant. Life is too short, and that's not something to be taken lightly. Moving to Rapids Bay, MN to take over as a brewer for Spirit of Hops was the right move for us. I needed a fresh start, my daughter needed a chance to grow up without ghosts of the past, and we both needed a change in scenery. Georgie and Work, that's my world and in that order. But life doesn't like the best-laid plans and when opportunity literally comes crashing into you, you have to take a chance, right?Not So Straight Up is a full-length MM workplace, single dad, bi-awakening romance. It is book 2 in the Spirit of Hops Brewstillery series but can be read and enjoyed as a standalone.

Welcome to Rapids Bay Minnesota, where the Viking blood runs strong, secrets don't last long, and the best place to kick back is The Spirit of Hops Brewstillery. Half brewery, half distillery, all hometown watering hole goodness fit for the Gods.SloanI'm a California girl, born and raised. So when a long-lost uncle leaves me a run-down trash heap of a building in the middle of nowhere Minnesota it was a shock. Yet, when the two blowhards next door offer to buy the building out from under me, my stubborn streak wins out over common sense. I fiercely stand my ground until one of them starts to play nice. How long can I reasonably expect to stand against his Viking charm? Do I want to if it means I can keep my building, the town I am starting to call home, and the man who is quickly stealing more than just my heart? KendricI poured my heart and soul into making The Spirit of Hops Brewstillery the thriving hub of Rapids Bay. The only thing standing in the way of the final expansion plan is Old Man Kennedy selling his building. But when he wills the building to a niece no one in town has ever heard of, I feel my plans start to slip through my fingers. I can't let that happen, Spirit of Hops means everything to me and I will do whatever it takes to make it succeed. Even if that means playing nice with the rainbow-haired terror that moves in next door. When the siren with the mermaid hair turns out to be a Valkyrie, I risk losing more than my carefully laid plans if this goes wrong.What do you get when the town recluse leaves his run-down bar to a long-lost niece instead of the brewstillery owners next door? Shenanigans, and the town of Rapids Bay, Minnesota will never be the same again.

A week in paradise, on the company dime, with your best friend - What could be better? How about a night with the ex-military SCUBA instructor? Or what if it turns into more than just a night?Gabriel wanted nothing more than to escape the same old lonely day to day he always faces. When he and Deepa decide to spend an extra week in paradise and get in a couple adventures after their work conference, he never would have guessed he would find himself tongue-tied and stupid, on his knees, at the feet of their drop-dead gorgeous and cranky as hell SCUBA instructor. Jesus, Mary, Joseph, Sonny, and Cher... this wasn't how this trip was supposed to go.Cade wasn't even supposed to be the one leading this little diving excursion, but when his roommate turns up MIA and calls in a favor, he finds himself tripping over a silver-haired little shark in the waters of his perfectly controlled life. Quiet, stoic, all too serious, his life doesn't have room for noise, for color, for distractions. Until Gabriel turns up literally at his feet, forcing Cade's cranky self into a full-on Technicolor world, at least for the weekend. But what if he wants to be more than just a vacation fling for this little shark?Chasing Sunsets is a contemporary MM vacation romance between a grumpy SCUBA instructor and glittery ball of sunshine. This book is full of snarky best friends, endless banter, nerdy references galore, and steamy fun on a boat under the stars. WARNING: You may never be able to listen to baby shark the same way again after reading this.

Welcome to Rapids Bay Minnesota, where the Viking blood runs strong, secrets don't last long, and the best place to kick back is The Spirit of Hops Brewstillery. Half brewery, half distillery, all hometown watering hole goodness fit for the Gods.SloanI'm a California girl, born and raised. So when a long-lost uncle leaves me a run-down trash heap of a building in the middle of nowhere Minnesota it was a shock. Yet, when the two blowhards next door offer to buy the building out from under me, my stubborn streak wins out over common sense. I fiercely stand my ground until one of them starts to play nice. How long can I reasonably expect to stand against his Viking charm? Do I want to if it means I can keep my building, the town I am starting to call home, and the man who is quickly stealing more than just my heart?KendricI poured my heart and soul into making The Spirit of Hops Brewstillery the thriving hub of Rapids Bay. The only thing standing in the way of the final expansion plan is Old Man Kennedy selling his building. But when he wills the building to a niece no one in town has ever heard of, I feel my plans start to slip through my fingers. I can't let that happen, Spirit of Hops means everything to me and I will do whatever it takes to make it succeed. Even if that means playing nice with the rainbow-haired terror that moves in next door. When the siren with the mermaid hair turns out to be a Valkyrie, I risk losing more than my carefully laid plans if this goes wrong.What do you get when the town recluse leaves his run-down bar to a long-lost niece instead of the brewstillery owners next door? Shenanigans, and the town of Rapids Bay, Minnesota will never be the same again.

A week in paradise, on the company dime, with your best friend - What could be better? How about a night with the ex-military SCUBA instructor? Or what if it turns into more than just a night?Gabriel wanted nothing more than to escape the same old lonely day to day he always faces. When he and Deepa decide to spend an extra week in paradise and get in a couple adventures after their work conference, he never would have guessed he would find himself tongue-tied and stupid, on his knees, at the feet of their drop-dead gorgeous and cranky as hell SCUBA instructor. Jesus, Mary, Joseph, Sonny, and Cher... this wasn't how this trip was supposed to go.Cade wasn't even supposed to be the one leading this little diving excursion, but when his roommate turns up MIA and calls in a favor, he finds himself tripping over a silver-haired little shark in the waters of his perfectly controlled life. Quiet, stoic, all too serious, his life doesn't have room for noise, for color, for distractions. Until Gabriel turns up literally at his feet, forcing Cade's cranky self into a full-on Technicolor world, at least for the weekend. But what if he wants to be more than just a vacation fling for this little shark?Chasing Sunsets is a contemporary MM vacation romance between a grumpy SCUBA instructor and glittery ball of sunshine. This book is full of snarky best friends, endless banter, nerdy references galore, and steamy fun on a boat under the stars. WARNING: You may never be able to listen to baby shark the same way again after reading this.