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An unforgiving past. A future on the chopping block. And a secret revealed days before Christmas, that can redeem or ruin everything they've been fighting for. The strike comes before I can stop it. Before I know it, my eyeball feels like it'll explode and Jovi is chasing the perpetrator out the door, not before the sheriff shows up and takes the dirtbag to jail. This is my life. I work in a bar with some great people. It's the drunks and juvenile delinquents that ruin it all. And it's Christmas. Y'all would think that my luck would change, but it hasn't. As if it couldn't get any worse, my…mehr

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An unforgiving past. A future on the chopping block. And a secret revealed days before Christmas, that can redeem or ruin everything they've been fighting for. The strike comes before I can stop it. Before I know it, my eyeball feels like it'll explode and Jovi is chasing the perpetrator out the door, not before the sheriff shows up and takes the dirtbag to jail. This is my life. I work in a bar with some great people. It's the drunks and juvenile delinquents that ruin it all. And it's Christmas. Y'all would think that my luck would change, but it hasn't. As if it couldn't get any worse, my car breaks down, and Jovi has to drive me home. The third strike of the night comes when the lock on my door is broken, and I have to get Jovi to help boost me up into my own bedroom window. You'd think my fate would change after that. But what I do next is something so stupid, so impulsive, but so life changing, that I don't know why I didn't do it sooner. *** Rickie is one of those women that is so strong and independent, I wouldn't dare tell her what I've been feeling for her, until she walks in on me doing something I was keeping secret from everyone. Somehow, I convince her to do the same and change her life, despite the mistake that led to the decision. But that's in the past now. She's got her own past, which makes it easier for us to find common ground. But as we hear the sleighbells ringing, the sonogram pulsing, and the future calling, I find that I'm the one standing on solid ground, enough for the both of us. That is, until a final test, just days before Christmas, that sends us both in a tailspin. And I don't know which one of us is strong enough to wait for that final call with the answer to our prayers...is it too late for a Christmas miracle? Holiday romance Christmas romance Second chance romance Happily ever after romance Steamy romance Medium heat Mild foul language


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Some have said that if you see me on the street (usually with a book in hand or a laptop fired up), I appear a cold, hard-fisted person. However, once we've spoken for five minutes or less, you'll have laughed at least once. That is, provided you appreciate sarcastic, self-deprecating wit.

My first short story was penned in middle school and I was hooked ever since.

I graduated with honours from Humber College and began working as an Administrative Coordinator for a large, multinational corporation shortly afterward. Quickly learning that the corporate world, despite the love I had for my job, is a slow killer of creativity, I chose to quit during maternity leave in 2006.

Difficulty thinking outside the box soon evaporated when I received something that didn't come in one: my first child. While at home with the baby my imaginative energy got the better of me and my first memoir was written. It had been a dream of mine to write about my late father, who passed away from alcoholism in 1992, and it took me two years to compose a fifty-page manuscript, but I did it.

After my second daughter was born in 2008 I had more fuel to write, and felt it necessary to voice the challenges and inherent gifts I acquired during my struggles with Scoliosis. Hence, my second memoir was born. The words flowed out of me with such ease I shocked myself.

My love for words grew with each book I read and every word I wrote. I soon realized I had no more material to write non-fiction, which led me to take a stab at fiction. The next two books were such a revelation: it became more and more clear what my true calling was. The rest, as they say, is history!