Flower Fields, Midnight Kisses, and The Enemy Next Door — Kimberly Loth

Life isn't easy. I've had to fight for everything I've ever owned and it all went out the window with one bad decision. So when I got a letter in the mail telling me my estranged grandmother died and left me eighty acres and flower farm in the middle of nowhere West Virginia, I hopped in my car--which was on its last legs--and drove the thousand miles from Miami.But when I arrived, I discovered my grandma may have been losing it there in the end because she also left the farm to the horrid--but handsome--man next door. He's determined to make me leave and I'm determined to stay, but when he puts bleach in my shampoo, the war is on.