When Stella Mouton inherits her grandmother’s neglected three-story house, she can’t afford to keep it or keep it up-unless she rents out the rooms. A witch, a waif, and a warrior woman are all welcome.
The hot geology student is not.
After walking away from a three-year relationship, Lark Bienvenue needs a place to live. Just until he finishes college. Shacking up with four women, a preschooler, and a guy with head trauma isn’t the smartest thing he’s ever done, but anything is better than moving back home. Literally, anything.
Besides, the house is huge. It should be easy enough to avoid his roommates-and the gorgeous landlady who seems to hate him on sight.
Except ignoring a houseful of women is harder than it sounds. And not falling for Stella Mouton?
Well, that’s just impossible.

Every woman in Millie Delacroix’s family is cursed-kind of.
Birth control just doesn’t work for them. Like ever. Going to the altar knocked up is pretty much a family tradition. And twenty-four-year-old Millie refuses to let that happen to her-again.
Especially now that she’s responsible for raising her brothers and sister. A life of celibacy is her best defense-at least until the kids are grown and can take care of themselves. And, really, what’s ten years with no sex? No men. No sex. No love. It’s a fool-proof plan.
Until she meets Luc Valencia.
The Mexican-American contractor is just trying to do his best. Since his father handed him the reins to the family business, every day is a test to prove himself. At this point in his life, professionalism has to be his top priority.
At least until Millie becomes Luc’s client. Even with too much on her shoulders, the feisty redhead has the power to set him off, crack him up, or bring him to his knees.
All he has to do is resist falling for her through one kitchen remodel, and everything will be fine. Right?

Iris Adams can’t dance.
She can act. She can hike the Appalachian Trail. She can resist every carb known to womankind. She can make people laugh.
But she has no moves. Not even one.
Her lack of rhythm has never been an issue until she gets the chance to take her TV show to the big screen. The movie is sure to make her a household name-if she can just nail the Cajun dance scene.
Beau Landry is a minimalist. He doesn’t even own a TV.
A South Louisiana native, Beau’s mission in life is to preserve his Cajun culture. The full-time French teacher and part-time dance instructor is only working with this Hollywood head case to help out his uncle.
It’s not because she’s beautiful even when she’s embarrassing herself. It’s not because she’s as funny as she is kind. And it’s definitely not because she just might need him as much as he needs her.