Mary Vigliante Szydlowski

When the winter winds blow. When there's ice and there's snow. Where can a poor little mouse go to get out of the cold?

To a nice warm house of course!

The only problem is the people who live there don't want his kind of visitor. The last thing they want is a mouse living in their house. Will they find a way to evict him and send him packing?

Alex is taking her sisters and their kids to her camp in the Adirondacks when the unthinkable happens. The country is being attacked and they must seek immediate shelter. Greeted by guns and bullets when they try to find refuge, they hide in a cave to avoid the fallout. When her sisters leave to look for their husbands, Alex is left to care for the kids. It's a 35-mile hike to her camp through villages that have become killing fields. Alex rescues two children orphaned by the violence. Society is devolving. Looters, rapists, and killers are in control. Her life is changed forever when she stumbles on a cache of food only to discover its owner is a man who'll haunt her nightmares: half guardian angel, half demon. Both barbarian and benefactor. A strange mixture of brutality and gentleness, cruelty and caring. A man named Wolf!

Sheriff Zac McHenry is fit to be tied. A new "working girl" just showed up at the local truck stop. He doesn't want "her kind" in town! He arrests her, but things aren't what they seem. She's no hooker…she's a librarian! Her name is Ali, and she's trying to track down a 13-year-old runaway. The girl disappeared from the truck stop a week ago and hasn't been heard from since. Zac tries to send Ali packing, even checks her out of her motel room, but she refuses to leave until she finds the girl. With the rodeo in town and all the hotel and motel rooms in the area booked up, Ali finds herself temporarily homeless. With no place else to go, she moves in with the sheriff until a room becomes available. Zac thinks his houseguest is a foul-mouthed, ill-behaved hellion. She thinks he's an interfering, arrogant bully. But when they work together to investigate a case of kidnapping, human trafficking, and murder...sparks begin to fly. Is this any way to start a romance?

Out of work and on the verge of being homeless, Sylvie Jenkins takes a job with reclusive writer Connor Hudson. He's a bestselling author and billionaire entrepreneur. Sparks fly when the demanding dom decides his feisty new employee needs taming. She eventually succumbs to his charms, but he's keeping secrets. The women in his past keep turning up dead. Is this sexy alpha male capable of murder?

Sylvie Jenkins' life is upended when boss and lover, billionaire Connor Hudson, becomes the prime suspect in a string of grisly murders. Those who love him...die! He sends her away; exiling her to his Park Ave. penthouse. They meet in secret, but he's changed. He has a dark cruel side that frightens her. What she discovers in a hidden closet, leaves her wondering...could he be capable of murder?

Jealous and angry, her relationship with Connor in tatters, Sylvie decides to escape her penthouse prison. She flees to an isolated cottage in the Catskill Mountains where she hopes to lick her wounds and mend her broken heart. She may have escaped her lover, but not the killer. He knows where she is…and he's coming to claim her!

Arthur isn't happy! His family and flock are flying south for the winter and he doesn't want to go. He'd rather stay where he is! But he has no choice in the matter…winter is coming! Arthur has to go, whether he likes it or not. And he definitely doesn't like it. Flight School is tough. Getting off the ground isn't nearly as easy as it looks. Flying is hard work. Arthur especially doesn't like having to fly in V formation all the time. It's boring! Arthur would rather fly in circles, swoop, and dive. He wants to take time to enjoy the scenery. Or fly off by himself to grab a snack or explore a bit. But that's not allowed. When he doesn't get his way, Arthur pouts and sulks. The flock becomes annoyed by his antics. They're behind schedule because of his constant fooling around. When Arthur isn't whining…he's complaining. He hates the brown yucky food they make him eat. He hates having to follow the stupid rules. He hates the flock…everyone is always bossing him around and telling him what to do. But most of all…he hates migrating! It's all work. There's no time to play or have fun. But sometimes fun can get you into trouble. Big trouble. Along the way, Arthur encounters power lines, windmills, decoys, hunters, doughnuts, stampeding children, a mean old lady, and a nasty grey gander. But it will take a raging river and a scary night alone to make Arthur change his ways.

Little Sowbug loves his home in the woodpile! His whole family lives there. His mother and father. His grandmas and grandpas. His aunts, uncles, and cousins. It's in a great neighborhood. Crawling with bugs, slugs, spiders, and caterpillars of every size and description. There are lots of things to eat nearby. Wormy apples. Mushy brown fruit. And plenty of juicy, rotten leaves. There's even a stream down the hill from his house. Little Sowbug likes the water. He thinks it's pretty. The way it glistens in the sunshine and moonlight. He wants to visit the water someday. But then it begins to rain and the stream starts rising. And it doesn't stop! It keeps comes closer and closer and closer to his house! Little Sowbug quickly decides he doesn't like the water. It's muddy and mean. He wants it to go away! Back down the hill where it belongs! But will it?