The Christmas Bride
by Christy McKee
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GENRE: Second chance holiday
romance
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BLURB:
She’s ruled by her
emotions. He’s determined to prove his feelings are real. Is snow-covered
Vermont a perfect place for a second chance at forever?
Emma Kimball is
struggling to keep tradition alive. Drowning in debt from her late mother’s
medical bills, she escapes to spend December in her childhood’s beloved
small-town inn. And the last complication she needs is for her handsome ex to
crash her wintery wonderland.
Dr. Jake Cutter
almost has it all. Nine years after their painful breakup, he’s bent on chasing
a Yuletide miracle to win back the woman he loves. So even knowing that she’s
skittish to reconnect, he's willing to do the work to thaw her heart.
Scared she'll wreck
her future and end up with someone just like her overly controlling father, a
wary Emma resists the allure of her old flame’s attempts to reconcile. But as
Jake worries about once again messing up the best thing ever, he refuses to
stop hoping he's been good enough to earn a kiss underneath the mistletoe.
Can an unexpected
holiday reunion turn out to be the greatest gift of all?
The Christmas Bride
is a heartwarming contemporary romance. If you like complex characters, idyllic
seasonal settings, and jingle-bell charm, then you’ll adore Christy McKee’s
tale of forgiveness and fate.
Buy The Christmas
Bride to unwrap happily ever after today!
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EXCERPT:
It seemed odd he would abandon his dream so easily. “You
dreamed of going to California and being a surgeon since you were ten. Did you
stay long enough to give it a chance?”
Curious over the turn his life had taken, she took a swallow
of her cabernet and wondered what brought about the change of heart. “All those
beautiful California girls…did one of them break your heart?”
“No. Heart’s still intact. Why?” He pinned her with a hot,
slow smile. “Want it back?”
“Of course not.” She tamped on the involuntary sizzle
zinging through her body. His sexy smile never failed to get her stirred up.
“We’re different people now.” She took a healthy gulp of her soda, hoping it would calm the mad churning in her
stomach.
“All grown up, aren’t we? So, tell me.” He gave her a
questioning look. “Did you stay in social work?”
“Yes.” I’m at Fordham
Hospital in Manhattan, and I love my job.” Come on, Emma. Wasn’t that tone in
your voice a tad defensive? Just because Jake is a medical doctor doesn’t mean your job is any
less important than his. It’s not a competition. But, she wasn’t about to admit
her job was only part-time, paid a meager salary, and could no longer afford to
keep it.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
People
always ask me why I became a writer. I think a writer was always inside me.
When I was ten, I started a neighborhood newspaper with a kid's printing press
my parents got for my birthday. It was my first gig as a news reporter. After
college, as a broadcast major, I was primed and ready for TV news, which
satisfied me for a few years, but it wasn't enough.
Sometimes
what you are looking for is right in front of you, but you're so busy trying to
find yourself you walk right past it. Growing up, I devoured historicals, but
contemporary romance became my sweet spot when I started writing. Second chance
romances and enemies to lovers are my favorite tropes.
I live with my husband and black Lab, Brody, in
coastal North Carolina. We love to go to the beach in all seasons. Brody
delights in chasing waves, and our three little grandchildren enjoy shell
collecting. I love movies, reading, and exploring seaside villages and am
always up for a travel adventure.
Several
years later, during a summer break from Stephens College, I was hired as an
intern at The Associated Press–a real prize for a broadcast major. Yes, I was
in the big leagues now and though I warned myself to keep my
"creativity" under wraps– some things you just can't control. This
time I got into really hot water by mis-quoting a source. What I'd done was
simply re-arrange a few words in a direct quote to make it flow better.
Evidently my "re-arranging" altered the source's meaning and he was
furious and out for blood; someone's head had to roll. The red-faced bureau
chief fired me on the spot, muttering something about me trying my hand at
fiction. Lesson finally learned: don't screw with the facts!
After
working in TV news for a few years, I moved into commercial production, then
freelance writing. Fewer and fewer facts and more creativity. Finally, I was on
to something; working my way towards fiction where I could whip up my own batch
of facts and no one could call me out.
Four
years ticked by and I finally landed—where I should have started, years ago—on
the green square clearly marked "fiction writer." What was I thinking
all those years? Now, with my feet firmly planted—we are NOT moving again—I'm a
full time writer of contemporary romance. With the support of my
family and my two office assistants—Gracie, a black Lab and Lambeau, a yellow
Lab named after Lambeau Field, home of the Green Bay Packers—I spend my days in
a world of my own creation where the only facts that matter are the ones I
invent. Hopefully, my readers will enjoy my stories as much as I love writing
them!
Come
visit me at www.christymckee.com
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