Cyber security expert Cord McQuada heads back home with his twelve-year-old niece in tow. Not that he ever planned to return after the community booted him out eight years ago. And since his only Christmas presents growing up came from the local gas station, he’d rather skip the town’s over-the-top festivities.
Giselle Delacroix, heir to a French fashion line, decides to jump ship and open a children’s clothing store. Busy and overworked, the last thing Giselle needs is a Christmas romance—even if the man involved is every woman’s pièce de résistance.
Melah, Heaven’s unofficial matchmaker, sends her new protégée to quell problems, but can she help Cord and Giselle ignite some Christmas sparks?
Jazmine Campbell is a therapist, but that doesn’t mean she never struggles with sharing her feelings. In fact, there’s one thing she never told anyone since admitting it out loud is too painful. Years ago, her doctor told her she can’t have children, and although it rips her up inside, she lets everyone think she doesn’t have a husband and children because she’s too focused on her career.
Clay Drover may look like a mountain man, but he has a few surprises up his sleeve, one being he owns a huge house and is financially set for life. His lonely childhood makes him long for a family of his own, and he knows just the woman to share his life with.
When Jazmine flies out to Alaska for her cousin’s Christmas wedding, she and Clay are thrust together once again. Will Clay be able to convince her to lower her guard? Or will her secret divide them once and for all?
Ring in the season with this charming short-story trilogy by internationally-bestselling authors Juliet Blackwell, Sophie Littlefield, and Rachael Herron.
Darling Bay’s favorite Santa Claus has just died, but before the beloved Earl passed, he wrote a few really important letters. The letters are acting as matchmakers in Earl’s absence, and three couples get pushed together by his ribbons of ink. Merriment shimmers, hearts are gladdened, and kisses are stolen during the storm that moves into Darling Bay over the holiday weekend. The storm threatens to shut down the whole town, but as hearts waken, will love triumph over all as Earl pulls heartstrings from above?
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Christmas. Disney. Romance. No greater magic.
When Sophie’s eight-year-old niece, Ariel, asks Santa Claus for a single wish to honor her mom’s memory, Sophie knows she must grant it. Unfortunately for Sophie, Ariel’s wish is to ride her mom’s favorite ride on Christmas day, and it’s at the last place on earth Sophie wants to visit—Walt Disney World. It will be the first Christmas without her sister, and reliving childhood memories of her best friend is not how she wants to spend her holiday. Sophie’s only desire is to spend Christmas on the slopes with her reliable and stable beau, Darren, who has reluctantly agreed to postpone their trip until the day after Christmas.
But when Sophie runs into a charming stranger, who offers up his extensive Disney knowledge, he instantly becomes her hero. A wave of relief washes over Sophie—he may just be the one to give Ariel the magical experience she desires. And, even though Sophie doesn’t realize it, he may be exactly what she needs too.
Can a bit of Christmas magic help this ruggedly-attractive stranger win Sophie’s heart when she believes it already belongs to Darren? And will Sophie continue to allow her painful past to haunt her, or will she let it go?
The first book in A Dream Come True series is a heart-warming holiday romance set in “The Most Magical Place On Earth.”
Sawyer Dumont is made of sarcasm and steel. Successful, rich and easy on the eyes, it’s not his fault women don’t stay around long. They should really try to be more interesting. Despite his career as a cardiovascular surgeon, Sawyer knows very little about matters of the heart. So what if his longest lasting relationship is with his father and his quirky aunt who stepped up to raise him? If he could just find them a personal chef to help them through their golden years, then life would be perfect.
Slinging drinks and lighting shots on fire is a far cry from the dream Dakota Brightling had when she moved to California to attend culinary school. At work she watches others live her dream just twelve feet away in the resort restaurant. Story of her life: Close but not close enough. Finding an ad for an in-home chef, she knows she’s the perfect candidate. She’s only missing one thing, a culinary degree. But isn’t chasing your dream worth a little lie or two? It isn’t exactly the path she wanted, but Dakota knows that some of the best recipes are often improvised.
Instantly taken with Henri Dumont, and his sister, Eloise, two eccentric French seniors, Dakota feels like she’s found where she was meant to be all along. With Sawyer’s cynicism undermining her every move, she knows she has a lot to prove. Between her lack of schooling, her overbearing mother who thinks she’s been abducted, and Sawyer breathing down her neck, things are getting hot in the kitchen. Can she pull it all together, or will her culinary career end as just another flash in the pan?
Excerpt:
It’s not hard to recognize Sawyer’s voice, especially when he sounds annoyed. That’s the voice I’m most used to hearing after all.
“We went to cut down a tree.”
“I know,” the annoyance only grows, “but where are you?”
“Oh, we’re at the one off—”
“No, Kota,” he tries again, and his patience is gone, “I’m wandering between the cedars and the blue spruce and I don’t see you. Where are you?”
I push up on my tip toes because I think I can see him. I wave an arm above my head. The line goes dead, and then I’m sure he saw me.
“This one is fuller.” Eloise is still arguing.
“But this one will let the ornaments dangle between the branches,” Hank retorts, as if it is that much more important.
She yells something in French, and Hank throws his hands over his head in frustration as Sawyer steps through the wall of trees.
“Of course, all I had to do was listen for angry French and I’d find my family. What are we getting?” He pulls at a tree leaning against another and says, “This seems fine.”
“It’s all scraggly.”
“It looks like a tree to me, Dakota.”
“It’s too short.”
“It’s our house, not Rockerfeller.”
I groan. “Oh, who invited you anyway?”
“You did,” he says with a smirk. “Let’s get this done.”
Henri, which one do you prefer?”
“The one Dakota found.”
I shoot a smug look at Sawyer to drive my victory home.
“Fine, Dad, I’ll drag it up front.”
“No, I’ll take it. You weren’t even supposed to be here.”
“Tell you what, Dad, I was worried about you exerting yourself, so I rearranged my day. But you grab the tree since you’re so healthy.”
“Gladly.” Hank snags the trunk from my grasp. He drags it through the leaves until Eloise grabs the other half and lightens his load.
“You’d think a doctor would insist on carrying it himself.” I let an eyebrow jut upward. “I don’t see you carrying anything, Doctor.”
Sawyer’s head tilts for a moment. “Sure I am. I’m taking you.” He ducks low and plants his shoulder into my stomach while wrapping his arm around the back of my knees. I’m squealing and giggling but trying not to kick him as he has me slung over his shoulder like a sack of laundry.