Showing posts with label christmas romance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label christmas romance. Show all posts

Thursday, December 17, 2020

Christmas Countdown Blitz Day Ten: Her Secret Agent Fake Fiance by Kimberley Montpetit

 



When she was in Paris, Kimberley Montpetit spent all of her souvenir money at the La Patisserie shops with their gorgeous and delicious pastries. 

She grew up in the fabulous city of San Francisco, hides a stash of anything chocolate and caramel when she can get away with it, and now lives in a small town along the banks of the Rio Grande with her engineer husband and three sons. 







Can two clashing agents survive gunshots, murderous millionaires, and dangerous covert snooping? Most importantly, will their own hearts betray them in the end?

Our Heroine: Erin Steele, FBI Agent. Alias: Cassandra Fairfax, oil heiress.

Her Partner: Braden Moretti, CIA Special Ops. Alias: Marcus Romero, Erin’s drop-dead gorgeous date with a talent for driving her crazy.

Where: A fancy Christmas party at the mansion of the wealthiest man in San Francisco.

Undercover Assignment: Fake FabergĂ© jewels selling for ten million bucks. A sting operation to take down the bad guys, of course . . . it’s all in a night’s work. 

Biggest Blunder: An encounter under the mistletoe that goes horribly wrong . . . or perfectly right?

◆ Fall in love with Romantic Suspense that includes intrigue and danger - all wrapped up in a red Christmas bow!

◆ Included in this romance: Agent Erin Steele's special Christmas morning recipe and pictures of a stunning Faberge jewel!

◆ Visit the author at www.KimberleyMontpetit.com for a free gift.  

  
  


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Before I forget,” Darla added, running into the rear dressing room once more and returning in seconds. “Here’s your wrap and an evening bag to use. It is December, after all. Can’t have you catching cold.”

The woman placed a gold stole around Erin’s shoulders and a glittery red evening bag into her hands. “I filled the bag with a fresh lipstick—the same color you’re already wearing—a small pack of tissues and a secure cell phone.”

Erin slowly lifted her eyes to stare at the woman. Darla gave her a cell phone?

“Your date tonight already knows the number,” the older woman said softly, giving her a wink. 

“You,” Erin spluttered. “You know—”

Darla shrugged with a self-deprecating smile. “Yeah, I’m actually retired from the force and returned to my old passion working disguises for agents just like you, Miss Steele. During the week, I’m a normal beauty salon owner.”

Laughter bubbled up Erin’s throat. “Oh my gosh, you knew all afternoon.” 

Darla shrugged mischievously. “I told you I was good.”

“I guess so!”

“Hey, if you get into trouble and you lose your partner in some way, just dial star 999. I’ll send backup—or a body bag. But we’ll stay optimistic.”

“You’re so comforting, Darla,” Erin said, throwing in a bit of sass.

“Your limo and man await, young lady,” Darla said while Erin was still in shock over herself in the wall of mirrors. 



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Thursday, December 8, 2016

Christmas Countdown Blitz: Day Four: Christmas Romance by Debbie White





Debbie currently lives in northern California where the beautiful landscapes are often the settings in her books. The jagged coastline, the rolling hills with vineyards and the redwood forest make wonderful sceneries for her romance novellas.
When Debbie isn’t writing or traveling to a book signing, she’s visiting her family on the east coast, traveling to other places on her bucket list, enjoying her backyard, hiking with her husband and riding on the back of their motorcycle.
Although she currently writes romance and women’s fiction, Debbie’s book Ties That Bind is categorized as general literary fiction. Based on true events, Ties That Bind holds a special place in her heart.
As an avid animal lover and parent to two rescue dogs, Debbie donates a portion of her proceeds to animal rescue organizations. When you purchase one of her books, you’re also helping a furry pet with shelter, food and ultimately a new home!



Q & A with the Author:
1.       Describe yourself in 50 words or less.

I’m a very compassionate and kind person. Probably to a fault. I can’t say no hardly ever and then become stressed over too many things on my list to accomplish. I’m an avid animal lover and I donate a percentage of all book sales to animal rescue.

2.       What do you love most in the world?

My family – the humankind and my furbabies. 


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Saving Peters Tree Farm

After the death of her father, Charlotte Peters makes the big decision to move back to Archer Lodge, North Carolina to help her mom and the family’s failing Christmas tree farm. After a quick stop into the local hardware store, Charlotte is confronted with a part of her past she’d nearly forgotten about. Or had she? Can Charlotte stay focused on why she came to Archer Lodge and let the past be the past, or will her heart be broken once again?

Say It Ain’t Snow!
Melissa Curry is desperately trying to save her family's ski resort. The drought has done everything it can to dry up their business. When she discovers the town council is planning a detour through the city that will likely chase the rest of the tourists away, Melissa jumps into action to save the day and the town.






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From Saving Peters Tree Farm
Charlotte called a team meeting to discuss final plans. Her team included her mom, Wiley, Ryan, and Neil. She wanted to make sure everyone had their part done and knew their role in the festival. Mrs. Peters had made snacks, and as everyone gathered around the huge oval dining table, the group discussed and munched away on Mrs. Peters’ delectable treats.
“Mom, how do you feel about helping with the roasting pit?”
“I definitely would love that, Charlotte,” her mom replied.
“You’d make sure supplies were available and help the little children skewer their marshmallows,” Charlotte said with a bit of a businesslike tone.
Charlotte’s mom nodded her head. “Understood,” she said as if she were in the military.
Charlotte smiled. “Wiley, you’re going to be in charge of the hayrides. You’ll make sure everyone is safely seated in the trailer before you start up that tractor. We don’t want any injuries,” Charlotte said.
Charlotte looked up from her paper and saw Wiley saluting her. Looking over her flock of helpers, she said laughing, “Okay. That’s twice I’ve been referred to as a military leader, in some form or fashion.”
“No, you’re doing a great job supervising this huge undertaking. We’re just trying to keep things happy around here,” Wiley interjected, looking around the group for moral support.
“He’s right, Charlotte. You’re doing a fantastic job. You know us. We’re troublemakers,” Neil said, playfully punching Ryan.
Wiley could sense they’d touched a nerve with Charlotte. The stress of pulling off such an event was overwhelming. “Yeah, Charlotte. We’re just giving you a hard time. We don’t mean anything by it,” he said, gently squeezing her arm.
Charlotte looked around at the group. All eyes were upon her. She cleared her throat and continued. “And just in case you’re wondering what I’ll be doing…I’ll be walking around handing out flyers and talking to people about what we’ll be doing here at Peters Tree Farm during the Christmas season. I want to make sure that everyone who walks through our little gate knows us as the fun Christmas tree farm with the best Christmas trees. Hopefully, we’ll have a win under our belt too. That would be an added bonus. We need to build repeat customers. I’ll also be pitching in wherever I’m needed,” Charlotte said, beaming.
“We have just a couple of days left, so please get the word out by telling all your friends and neighbors. And for all you Facebook and Twitter fanatics—hashtag petersfarm.” Charlotte giggled.
“Thank you all so much for your hard work. Mom and I both thank you,” Charlotte said, pulling her mom close for a hug.
Motioning for the group to join them, Charlotte called out, “Everyone in for a group huddle. On the count of three,” she yelled.
And then, the group high-fived each other.
A tear formed on Charlotte’s bottom eyelid. She was so happy with how things were shaping up. She knew her father would be proud.


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