What happens when an author's characters rewrite her love life?
Could Ivy Byrd’s life get any worse? Now that she’s inherited the house she grew up in, it’s up to her to bring it up to code, or in two weeks she’s losing her last link to her parents.
And she is losing it, in more ways than one. More like three—three guests. Correction, three delusions. A career-driven doctor, a demure Victorian English lady, and a snarkier, sex-obsessed, larger-cup-size version of herself. Heroines of her unfinished novels, all of whom fell out of her laptop when lightning struck the house.
Which reminds Ivy of the hole in the roof, and the flash-fried wiring. The last thing she needs? Her delusions playing matchmaker to hook her up with the blond, blue-eyed, Nordic god of a handyman who’s just knocked on the door.
A.J. looks like he could have stepped out of one of her unfinished novels. He’s kind, sexy…and she should keep him at arm’s length. Except Vanessa, Elizabeth, and Mary Sue are anxious for her to type The End on their novels. And the only way to get their happy-ever-after is to make sure Ivy gets hers.