Two strangers. One cabin. Ho, Ho, Ho.
Tannen Pence
I used to be Tannen "The Titan." Now, I’m just a man looking for silence. After a lifetime of fame and broken bones, I walked away from the rodeo spotlight to disappear into the mountains. It was perfect—until Hazel Cooper arrived.
Hazel is everything I’m not: city-slick, smelling of luxury, and wearing "outdoorsy" clothes that have never seen a day of dirt. She can’t tell a hemlock from a hickory, but thanks to a blizzard that’s closed the passes until New Year’s, she’s my new roommate.
I came here to be alone. I stayed here to be forgotten. So why does the idea of her leaving feel like the hardest fall I've ever taken?
Hazel Cooper
My plan was simple: commune with the ancient pines and find my inner Thoreau. The reality? I’m currently losing a one-sided feud with the great outdoors. So far, I’ve managed to almost poison myself with berries, lose my tent to a light breeze, and get caught in a blizzard that’s turning me into a human popsicle.
Just as I’m preparing to become a permanent part of the landscape, a cabin appears through the pines. And inside is Tannen. He’s rugged, massive, and looks like he was carved right out of the mountain. He’s also absolutely certain I’m an idiot—and looking at my soggy designer boots, I’m starting to think he might be right.
Genre: Romance
Tannen Pence
I used to be Tannen "The Titan." Now, I’m just a man looking for silence. After a lifetime of fame and broken bones, I walked away from the rodeo spotlight to disappear into the mountains. It was perfect—until Hazel Cooper arrived.
Hazel is everything I’m not: city-slick, smelling of luxury, and wearing "outdoorsy" clothes that have never seen a day of dirt. She can’t tell a hemlock from a hickory, but thanks to a blizzard that’s closed the passes until New Year’s, she’s my new roommate.
I came here to be alone. I stayed here to be forgotten. So why does the idea of her leaving feel like the hardest fall I've ever taken?
Hazel Cooper
My plan was simple: commune with the ancient pines and find my inner Thoreau. The reality? I’m currently losing a one-sided feud with the great outdoors. So far, I’ve managed to almost poison myself with berries, lose my tent to a light breeze, and get caught in a blizzard that’s turning me into a human popsicle.
Just as I’m preparing to become a permanent part of the landscape, a cabin appears through the pines. And inside is Tannen. He’s rugged, massive, and looks like he was carved right out of the mountain. He’s also absolutely certain I’m an idiot—and looking at my soggy designer boots, I’m starting to think he might be right.
Genre: Romance