This week Forever Romance is helping us getting into the holiday spirit by bring a collection of Christmas books that will help us get in the mood of the Holiday Spirit. Granted I know it's October and we have a few months till December. Hey, this is the perfect time to start planning for those holiday reads. I'm all about having a game plan, and Forever is helping us. So, here are some of their top picks. If you see what you like don't forget to fill out the Rafflecopter at the end for a chance of all four the books. (Sorry US/CAN only)
RING IN THE HOLIDAYS
by Katie Lane
Psychologist Ellie Simpson is about to get a healthy dose of sex therapy. Leaving her cheating boyfriend behind, she has everything she needs for a quick rebound: Vegas, plenty of champagne, and a proposition from the sexiest man she's ever seen. As her handsome stranger helps her ring in the New Year-over and over again-Ellie finds herself blissfully losing all of her inhibitions. Attorney Matthew McPherson is good at making women lose things, like their minds and underwear. With his athletic build and soulful eyes, he doesn't need to use his powers of persuasion or famous last name to get a woman into bed. But when morning comes, Matthew finds Ellie is the only woman he can't bear to leave-ever. It's enough to make him wonder if what happens in Vegas really has to stay there.
Excerpt from Ring in the Holidays:
She
dropped her gaze and cleared her throat. “I’m sorry, but—”
The
elevator came to a jerky stop, and she glanced over and forgot what she was
about to say.
While
the bright lights highlighted her flat hair and mascara- smudged eyes, they
made him appear even more of a god. A god in vivid color. His skin was a
smooth, even brown that no tanning product could duplicate. His lips a subtle,
tempting rose that held a trace of moisture as if his tongue had just swept
over them. His hair expertly cut waves of black velvet that begged for a
woman’s caress. All set off by a pair of piercing green eyes. A green so
vibrant and intense it reminded her of the eighteenth hole at her father’s golf
course after a light spring shower. Those eyes stared straight through her as
his finger slid away from the bright red stop button on the wall of the
elevator.
“Did
you just stop—?”
The
rest of what she was going to say ended up muffled beneath firm lips as she was
guided back against the wall and lifted to her toes. Unlike Riley’s gentle hunt
and pecks, this man went straight to the good stuff. And the good stuff was the
best she’d ever had.
She
tried to remember what she was going to tell him, but his mouth wiped away all
thoughts from her mind like a damp paper towel on a dry- erase board. He
devoured her hungrily, leaving no room for breath or refusal. Not that she
wanted to refuse him. At least, not yet. Once he ended the kiss, she would put
a stop to things. But for now, she was quite happy doing exactly what she was
doing.
She liked how his lips molded to hers and how his long fingers flexed at her
waist with each sexy flick of his tongue. But she especially liked the way his
body held her in place, the hard press of his chest, stomach, and thighs
papering her against the wall.
About Katie Lane
Katie Lane is the USA Today bestselling author of the Deep in the Heart of Texas and Hunk for the Holiday series. Katie lives in Albuquerque, New Mexico, and when she isn't writing, enjoys reading, going to the gym, golfing, traveling, or just snuggling next to her high school sweetheart and cairn terrier Roo.
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A CHRISTMAS TO REMEMBER ANTHOLOGY:
by Jill Shalvis, Dream a Little Dream: Melissa has kept every man at a safe distance-especially firefighter Ian, a sexy friend with sexy benefits. But Ian secretly longs for more. Luckily, 'tis the season for giving love a chance . . .
by Kristen Ashley, Every Year: Holidays don't come easy for Shy and his brother, Landon. But with the magic of Christmas, along with a little help from Tabby and her family, the Cage brothers are about to get the gift of a lifetime . . .
by Hope Ramsay, Silent Night: Down on her luck and evicted from her apartment, single mother Maryanne hopes to start over in Last Chance. When the snow begins to fall, it looks like her baby might literally spend Christmas Eve in a manger. And Maryanne might celebrate the holiday with a handsome stranger.
by Molly Cannon, Have Yourself a Messy Little Christmas: Lincoln is a bachelor who's set in his ways-until a professional organizer dressed up as Mrs. Claus changes his life, one tip at a time. . .
by Marilyn Pappano, A Family for Christmas: War widow Ilena doesn't mind spending Christmas alone. But when a new doctor blows into town with the winter wind, will she get her secret Christmas wish?
Excerpt from A Christmas to Remember:
“Melissa,” he said on a ragged groan as her arms wound around his neck. “What are you up to?”
“If you don’t know, I’m doing it wrong.”
His hands were still at her hips, his fingers
digging in as if he was getting ready to push her away from him.
She held on and met his gaze. “I’m trying to show
you something.”
“What is that, exactly?”
“That I want you,” she said.
“Wanting was never our problem,” he said, and nudged.
He was hard.
This gave her a surge of anticipation that made her entire
body tremble. She wanted to kiss him more than she wanted her next breath, but
this wasn’t going to be their usual “friends with benefits” situation. This
time, she wanted it all. “I want to give us a real shot, Ian.”
“Because of what happened the other night,” he said,
not sounding impressed.
“Because of what almost happened
the other night,” she corrected. “A near death experience makes people rethink things.”
She paused. “Like mistakes they’ve made.”
From
DREAM A LITTLE DREAM by Jill Shalvis
About the authors
New York Times bestselling author Jill Shalvis lives in a small town in the Sierras full of quirky characters. Any resemblance to the quirky characters in her books is, um, mostly coincidental. Look for Jill's bestselling, award-winning books wherever romances are sold and visit her website for a complete book list and daily blog detailing her city-girl-living-in-the-mountains adventures.
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Kristen Ashley grew up in Brownsburg, Indiana, and has lived in Denver, Colorado, and the West Country of England. Thus she has been blessed to have friends and family around the globe. Her posse is loopy (to say the least) but loopy is good when you want to write.
Kristen was raised in a house with a large and multigenerational family. They lived on a very small farm in a small town in the heartland, and Kristen grew up listening to the strains of Glenn Miller, The Everly Brothers, REO Speedwagon, and Whitesnake.
Needless to say, growing up in a house full of music and love was a good way to grow up.
And as she keeps growing up, it keeps getting better.
Hope Ramsay grew up on the North Shore of Long Island, but every summer Momma would pack her off under the care of Aunt Annie to go visiting with relatives in the midlands of South Carolina. Her extended family includes its share of colorful aunts and uncles, as well as cousins by the dozens, who provide the fodder for the characters you'll find in Last Chance, South Carolina. She's a two-time finalist in the Golden Heart and is married to a good ol' Georgia boy who resembles every single one of her heroes. She lives in Fairfax, Virginia, where you can often find her on the back deck, picking on her thirty-five-year-old Martin guitar.
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Molly lives a charmed life in Texas with hernearly perfect husband and extremely large cat Nelson. When she's not writing, she spends her days reading, taking dance classes with the hubby and watching all kinds of sports.
Known for her intensely emotional stories, Marilyn Pappano is the USA Today bestselling author of nearly eighty books. She has made regular appearances on bestseller lists and has received recognition for her work in the form of numerous awards. Though her husband's Navy career took them across the United States, he and Ms. Pappano now live in Oklahoma high on a hill that overlooks her hometown. They have one son and daughter-in-law, an adorable grandson, and a pack of mischievous dogs.
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Known for her intensely emotional stories, Marilyn Pappano is the USA Today bestselling author of nearly eighty books. She has made regular appearances on bestseller lists and has received recognition for her work in the form of numerous awards. Though her husband's Navy career took them across the United States, he and Ms. Pappano now live in Oklahoma high on a hill that overlooks her hometown. They have one son and daughter-in-law, an adorable grandson, and a pack of mischievous dogs.
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Free-spirited activist Skylar Davis is out of money and out of options. After using up her trust fund trying to save the world, she hides out in Christmas, hoping the kindness of friends will help her forget the reckless actions of her past. All goes well . . . until she comes face-to-face with one of her mistakes: the town's gorgeous young mayor. Ethan O'Connor likes his life drama-free and predictable now that he's about to make the move from small-town politics to the Colorado State Senate. Then Skye blows back into town, as impulsive and passionate as he remembers. If word ever got out about their night together-the night he's never been able to forget-the scandal could cripple his career. Yet as he starts his campaign, Ethan finds that, like the town of Christmas itself, he can't get Skye out of his head . . . or his heart.
Excerpt form It Happened at Christmas:
Excerpt form It Happened at Christmas:
Later that evening, Ethan sat at a table in the local sports bar,
the Penalty Box, with Gage and their mutual friend Jack Flaherty. Brandi,
wearing her waitress uniform—a black-and-white-striped jersey and a short black
skirt—approached with a tray of drinks. “Compliments of the house. Sawyer named
the drink after you, Mr. Senator-to-be. It’s a Prince Charming. Bourbon,
cinnamon schnapps, Goldschläger, and root beer rimmed with coarse salt,” she
explained as she set the drinks on the table. “Sawyer suggested you have a
couple of them before you speak to your baby mama again.”
Gage and Jack laughed. “Har har,” Ethan muttered, slanting a look
to where the owner, Sawyer Anderson, stood behind the bar taking orders. The
tall, broad-shouldered ex-captain of the Colorado Flurries, a professional
hockey team, gave Ethan a two-fingered salute and grinned. “Your friend’s a
real comedian,” Ethan said to Jack.
“Yeah, he likes to think so,” Jack said, “but maybe this time he’s
right. From what Grace said, you could use all the help you can get.”
“At least your wife’s talking to you. Thanks to him”—Gage jerked a
thumb at Ethan—“mine isn’t.”
“She was until I defended him. Now I’m in the same boat as you,”
Jack said, taking a long pull on his beer.
“Would someone like to explain how I’m the bad guy in this? She had
no intention of telling me about the baby. As far as she’s concerned, I’m a
sperm donor and have no rights.” And once his initial shock had passed, he
started to get excited about the baby. He’d always hoped to be a father one
day, and he was not about to let Skylar Davis take that away from him. “I asked
her to marry me.”
He didn’t realize Brandi had hung around until she said, “No, you
didn’t ask her. You told her you were getting married. At the courthouse. On Friday.”
“Yeah, and you also told her she was irresponsible and flighty and
threw losing her trust fund in her face,” Gage said.
Brandi gasped. “You didn’t?”
“Come on, I didn’t say anything that any of you haven’t said or
thought. Besides, I was pissed off. And I had good reason to be.” He might’ve
had good reason to be angry, but he shouldn’t have let his temper get the best
of him. The temper he didn’t have until he met Skylar Davis. “I sent her
flowers and an apology, okay?”
Gage grimaced.
“What? You don’t think she’ll like them? The florist told me any
woman would love them. I sent her three dozen roses.” Who knew flowers could be
that expensive? But even Ethan realized he had to make some kind of gesture
after what he’d said to Skye.
“Most women would, just not the one you sent them to,” Gage said.
Nell McBride, Evelyn Tate, and Stella Wright ambled over, dragging
chairs to the table.
Evelyn beamed at him. “Don’t you worry, Ethan. We’re the love
experts. And, dear, those roses you sent me were beautiful.” She fluttered her
lashes.
“Yes, Ethan, that was very sweet of you to send them to us. But a
little extravagant, don’t you think? I hope you didn’t send them to all your
female supporters. Their husband’s might not be as understanding as mine,”
Stella said.
Ethan rubbed the bridge of his nose between his thumb and
forefinger, ignoring Gage’s I-told-you-so look. “Did all three of you get a
dozen roses?” he asked in hopes he misunderstood them and that Skye hadn’t sent
his peace offering to the three older women.
“Yep, me, Stella, and Evelyn. But you didn’t have to bribe us. We’d
vote for you anyhow. We want one of our own in the state senate, don’t we,
girls?” Nell said as she pulled out a pad and pen. “And just as an FYI, when
you put from a secret admirer, you’re not supposed to sign your name.”
About Debbie Mason
Debbie Mason is the bestselling author of the Christmas, Colorado series. Her books have been praised for their "likable characters, clever dialogue and juicy plots" (RT Book Reviews). She also writes historical paranormals as Debbie Mazzuca. Her MacLeod series has received several nominations for best paranormal as well as a Holt Medallion Award of Merit. When she isn't writing or reading, Debbie enjoys spending time with her very own real-life hero, their four wonderful children, an adorable grandbaby, and a yappy Yorkie named Bella.
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Briar Creek's quaint shop windows, cozy homes nestled in snow, and neighborly residents are what Christmas dreams are made of--for everyone except Grace Madison. She left her hometown years ago to pursue a writing career. But when her father's death leaves his bookstore empty, Grace must return to face why she fled Vermont in the first place: Luke Hastings, who still heats her up like a shot of smoky whiskey on a cold winter's night. Grace is back, and Luke is worried. How much has she changed as a bestselling author in the big city? What memories will she stir up? And was the choice he made five years ago the biggest mistake of his life? Now, with their past, present, and future rocking around the Christmas tree, it's time for Grace and Luke to face the music . . . and the mistletoe.
Excerpt from Mistletoe on Main Street:
Excerpt from Mistletoe on Main Street:
When he glanced over at her, she was staring into the fireplace,
the dancing flames painting a warm glow on her porcelain complexion. Her eyes
looked flat and far away.
“Everything okay?” Doubt ate at him, leaving him with the twisting
feeling of dread. Had she changed her mind about staying in town?
“I was just thinking of how things played out between us, the
effects they had on everything else. I—I wish I had handled it differently. I
wish that I had been able to come back here.”
He swallowed the knot in his throat, refusing to feel any more
guilt. She was a big girl, she had made her choice. Besides, she had been the
one to leave him first. She had set all this in motion.
“If there is one thing I’ve learned in the past few days, it’s that
regret is the worst type of emotion.” He met her eyes. “You can’t change the
past, Grace, and you have to tell yourself that everything that happened led us
to this moment.”
“This moment?” she repeated.
He held her gaze, managing a nod.
“You’re right, I know.” She gave a sad smile. “I miss my father
sometimes. I wish I could have seen him more often than his visits to New York.
I wish…I’d never left.”
Luke leaned over and tucked a strand of her hair back from her
face, his fingertips tracing the smooth silk of her neck. Arousal burned deep
inside him, and his pulse quickened. He reached over and took her wineglass
from her hands, setting it on the coffee table. She stared into his eyes,
expectation parting her mouth. He met her lips with his, their contact so light
it was almost imperceptible, save the shiver that zipped down his spine at the
sensation.
He grazed her mouth, slowly bringing her full lips to his. His hand
came around her slim waist, his fingers warming at the softness of her sweater,
itching to slide the material away and experience the even softer skin beneath.
She sighed into him and he parted her lips with his tongue, slowly
lacing his tongue with hers and then pulling away to gaze into her eyes. The
green of her irises shone in the firelight, the flames reflecting in the flecks
of gold around her pupils. She lowered her eyes, smiling shyly, and her long,
black lashes dusted the apples of her cheeks. He leaned in again as arousal
burned deep and pressed her into his chest. He could feel every curve of her body
as her ripe, firm breasts rose and fell with heavy breaths. He lowered his
hand, caressing her waist, her hips, and then higher, to trace the contours of
her breast and the swanlike arch of her neck. He kissed her lips, her neck, her
ear, breathing deep into her skin, memorizing every taste of her skin, every
touch.
The buzzing from the timer on the oven stirred his attention from
her, and he groaned. He pulled away, throwing her a bashful grin. “We’re being
chaperoned,” he said.
About Olivia Miles
Olivia Miles is a Chicago-based romance writer. Having grown up in New England, Olivia attended McGill University in Montreal, Quebec before settling in Chicago where she lives with her husband, their daughter, and two ridiculously pampered pups.
When she is not chasing after her little ones, she is hard at work creating feisty heroines and alpha heroes with a heart. A city girl with a fondness for small town charm, Olivia enjoys highlighting both ways of life in her stories.
When she is not chasing after her little ones, she is hard at work creating feisty heroines and alpha heroes with a heart. A city girl with a fondness for small town charm, Olivia enjoys highlighting both ways of life in her stories.
For more information on Olivia Miles, you can find her at:
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I'm really excited about all of these :) Love Katie and Debbies books. I read Olivia's a couple weeks ago and it was lovely :)
ReplyDeleteI'm looking forward to the entire holiday season - including Halloween. (Except maybe the shopping crowds....)
ReplyDeleteI read a lot of Christmas romances leading up to Christmas. One that I am looking forward to is Mr. Miracle by Debbie Macomber.
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