Today, I’m hosting Love at the Fiesta: A Kwentitas Romance Anthology. Don’t forget to enter the giveaway.
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Title: Love at the Fiesta: A Kwentitas Romance Anthology
Series: Kwentitas Romance Anthologies, book #3)
Genre(s): Adult, Romance
Authors: Cat Santos, Celeste Dador, Elle Cruz, June Gray, Kaye Rockwell, Liz Durano, Maan Gabriel, Maida Malby, Mia Hopkins, Preslaysa Williams, Tif Marcelo
Publication Date: May 26, 2026
Return to Hacienda Luz—the world of Pasko Na, My Love and Forevermore—as the beloved Moore family opens the gates once more for a dazzling Santacruzan Fiesta in the heart of Napa Valley.
For two vibrant days, the vineyard comes alive with music, food, pageantry, cultural traditions, and unforgettable moments beneath the spring sky. But amid the beauty and celebration, hearts are on the line.
Some will fall in love.
Some will fall back in love.
And some will risk it all for the love they’ve been waiting for.
From acclaimed and bestselling Filipino American authors comes Love at the Fiesta, a joyful romance anthology filled with family, longing, second chances, and love.
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Maybe Next Year by June Gray:
Across the lobby, Julian stood, exactly as I remembered and somehow different all at once. His hair was shorter again, though a few strands fell across his forehead like he hadn’t bothered to tame them completely. He wore jeans and a light linen shirt, the sleeves rolled casually to his forearms.
He lifted a hand and mouthed, “Hi.”
“You’re here,” I said, my feet already carrying me across the lobby before my mind could catch up.
“I’m here.”
There was no awkward pause, no polite distance. I set my purse on my suitcase and reached for him, and then his arms were around me, warm and solid, pulling me with a sigh.
For a second, I stayed tucked in the hollow of his body, breathing him in.
“It’s good to see you,” he murmured into my hair.
“You too.” I pulled away and grinned up at him. “What are you doing up so late?”
“Waiting for you,” he said. “Where are you staying?”
“I’d planned on crashing on Lola Naty’s couch,” I said. “But I don’t want to wake her.”
Julian said nothing. He just watched me, waiting.
“So…” I hesitated, then pushed through the thudding in my chest. “I was hoping maybe I could stay with you tonight?” I raised my eyebrows, leaving it open for him to decide.
The corner of his mouth curved up as he reached for my luggage. “Are you sure?” he asked with a meaningful look.
I held his gaze. The past year had been about healing and rebuilding, about figuring out who I was again. I wasn’t completely over Adam; I wasn’t sure I ever would be. But I also knew this wasn’t about running from the past.
This was about taking a step toward something new.
“Yes,” I said, my voice steady, my eyes clear. “I’m sure.”
Maggie Blackbird 