It started with a kiss.
Then it became so much more.
Love at first sight.
Avery Connor doesn’t believe in it.
But what about love at first kiss?
A favor for a friend. Kiss a stranger and walk away.
But what if that favor, and that stranger, prove to be the turning point of her life?
What if that kiss leads to something more?
Dr. Daniel Stewart is certain it will.
He is determined to make her see him. To feel what he feels.
To have the effects of that kiss last forever.
A story about taking a chance, opening your heart to the moment, and falling in love.
New York Times/USA Today bestselling author Melanie Moreland, lives a happy and content life in a quiet area of Ontario with her beloved husband of twenty-seven-plus years and their rescue cat Amber. Nothing means more to her than her friends and family, and she cherishes every moment spent with them.
While seriously addicted to coffee, and highly challenged with all things computer-related and technical, she relishes baking, cooking, and trying new recipes for people to sample. She loves to throw dinner parties, and also enjoys travelling, here and abroad, but finds coming home is always the best part of any trip.
Melanie delights in a good romance story with some bumps along the way, but is a true believer in happily ever after. When her head isn’t buried in a book, it is bent over a keyboard, furiously typing away as her characters dictate their creative storylines to her, often with a large glass of wine keeping her company.
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Over the last few years I wrote a few books about sisters Sophie and Mia Levesque. Book #1 tells their story inheriting a house in Hobart / Tasmania without knowing who the generous testator was. [huge_it_slider id=”4″]
There’s also More Beginnings (currently re-edited) following Mia into teenage years, Fresh Beginnings, which takes her to the USA, and Little Beginnings, a story written for my wonderful friend.
Loving the characters so much … I gave them a little Christmas Story.
ENJOY ♥♥♥
Sophie Levesque breathed in and out, in and out, trying hard to ignore the pain, and hoping for the paramedics to arrive soon. “Sure, you don’t want me to drive you to the hospital?” her husband Mark asked. She glared at him as she breathed in and out again. Her sister Mia gently placed a pillow under her head. “Keep breathing. In … and … out.” Sophie grabbed her sister’s wrist. “I know what to do,” she said through gritted teeth. “Geesh,” Mia’s fiancée Josh commented. “A bit touchy isn’t she.” The doorbell rang and Josh headed towards the front door. Sophie heard muffled voices and a bark of laughter. “Great timing, Soph,” Zach said as he stepped into the room, closely followed by his wife, Natasha. “The Christmas Eve service is starting in half an hour.” An urge to push overwhelmed Sophie, and she squeezed Mia’s wrist and reached out for Mark’s hand. “No pushing, honey. Don’t push. Breathe, keep on breathing.” If Sophie could’ve, she’d hit him with another glare. Natasha came closer and sat next to her. “Aiming for your own little Christmas story, are you?” “Okay, everyone,” Sophie panted. “Forget the paramedics. Get whatever it is you need to deliver a baby.” Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed helpless stares. “Go!” she screamed as the next urge to push hit her. “I think I heard something about warm water,” someone said. “And towels.” “A blanket.” When Mark made a move to leave, she held on tight to his hand. “You,” she gasped. “You stay here.” He nodded. “What do you want me to do?” “You need to look whether you can see the baby.” Mark’s eyebrows shot up as he paled. “Oh for God’s sake, Mark. Nothing you haven’t seen before.” “Well,” he stuttered. “They were different circumstances.” “Get used to these circumstances,” she screamed as another wave of pain hit her. Mark moved her dress up her legs and took off her panties. “Honey, it’s not the best sight, but … oh my God …” “What?” “I can see the head,” he said excitedly. “Holy shit.” Mia returned with the water, Natasha had some towels in her hands, and Zach gave her a sip of water. In the corner of the room sat Josh, right next to the Christmas tree with the phone in his hand, pale as a block of goat cheese, taking instructions from the doctor. Over the next fifteen minutes, Sophie pushed, screamed, and ordered everyone around. By the time the paramedics arrived, Sophie held a little baby in her arms, with Mark by her side. “It seems we’re late,” one of the paramedics said with a smile. He stepped closer and knelt in front of Sophie. “What’s his name?” “Her name is Natalie.” “Perfect and so appropriate. Congratulations.”
Thanks so much for inviting me to the blog to share Snowbound with Mr. Wrong, the first book in my new Snowflake Valley series.
Snowbound with Mr. Wrong
Worst. Day. Ever.
After Lyssa Barnett’s sister tricks her into reprising her role at Snowflake Valley’s annual children’s party, she doesn’t think anything can be worse than squeezing into her too-small elf costume. Then tall, dark, and way too handsome Nick Tavlock shows up to play Santa…and an unexpected storm leaves them snowbound in the isolated lodge.
The last thing Nick wants is to spend a cozy Christmas Eve with a trio of kids and the woman who dumped him. But as much as Lyssa frustrates him, he can’t stop thinking about her. And soon, he’s fighting very un-Santa-like thoughts of kissing a certain sexy Miss Elf under the mistletoe. As Nick starts to fall for Lyssa all over again, he knows it will take nothing short of a miracle to have Lyssa in his arms on Christmas Day.
Excerpt
“Miss Elf! Miss Elf!”
Lyssa’s arrival hadn’t gone unnoticed by the children in the room. She smiled and returned the greetings with her own cheery hellos.
The youngest kids gazed at her with wonderment in their eyes. The older ones gave smug grins at knowing her true identity. The adults smiled and pretended not to see her at all.
Suddenly, the loudest noise she’d heard yet cut through the din. The bellow came from a sturdy, well-padded individual with a white beard and a fur-trimmed red suit, who shouted his familiar “Ho, ho, ho.”
No, no, no, Lyssa chanted silently. It can’t be.
But that voice…she could have picked that voice out from among any Santas, anywhere. Her vision blurred, filling with twinkling lights though she wasn’t anywhere near the Christmas tree. She knew her face had turned as white as Santa’s fake beard.
No wonder Amber had wanted a moment alone with Miss Elf. Amber always rounded up the volunteers for the Christmas party. She knew exactly who was inside that Santa suit. The man Lyssa had met and played assistant to at last year’s party. The man she didn’t want to be near now.
Instead, she felt herself towed along by her pintsized escorts, aided by the sea of children flowing around all three of them. With growing horror, she saw her every reluctant but inevitable step bringing her closer to Santa Claus, the jolly old elf she’d split up with this summer. The one she had hoped never to see again.
The man who—no matter what fibs she’d told Amber—had well and truly broken her heart.
Barbara White Daille wrote her first short story at the age of nine, then typed “The End” to her first novel many years later…in the eighth grade. Now she’s writing contemporary romance on a daily basis, with a brand-new series from Entangled Bliss (Snowflake Valley), an ongoing series from Harlequin Western Romance (The Hitching Post Hotel), and many more books on the schedule.
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Title: It Started with a Kiss
