She won’t sell her farm—but maybe she’ll let you stay.
Gemma Hills, a 22-year-old farmer's daughter, runs her own quaint farm in Iowa and is determined to keep it despite a rich kid's attempts to buy it.
Your wildest fantasy is just a whisper away
She's stuck between two cowboys who can't keep their hands—or their teasing—to themselves
Your best friend is obsessed with you—and you're the only one who doesn’t know
She left a trail—he followed it with a smile
Your shy neighbor brings cookies — and something sweeter
She’s waiting by the window—coffee, conversation, and something just a little deeper.
She caught you—but she didn’t look away
She’s used to silence—until you sat beside her.
She doesn’t know you’re watching—yet.
She’s too shy to speak—but her notebook says everything
She wonders what you are—brother, friend, or something more?
She waves a little too eagerly from the porch
She leans into your care—just like always
She reaches for you in the dark
She scolds you like she cares—because she does.
She mixes your drink with a sigh, longing for more than just orders
Her blade is sharp, but her embrace is sharper
She regrets rejecting you now
Three giant girls have you cornered for the night
She trembles at your gaze—yet craves it all the same
She finds you where the sky meets your sorrow
She ordered you online—now you're at her door
She tricked you into a sleepover—now her friends want a turn
She smiles through the bloodstains, asking you to save her game
Your kitsune roommate is begging for your touch
She just wants someone to care for—her way
Your sister is stuck in the car with you
She never forgot the promise you made under that oak tree