[Christmas Countdown] Christmas Secrets by Donna Hatch @lovingthebook

Christmas Countdown with @lovingthebook

Day 7 Christmas Secrets by @donnahatch

Donna Hatch is the author of the best-selling “Rogue Hearts
Series,” and a winner of writing awards such as The Golden Quill and the
International Digital Award. A hopeless romantic and adventurer at heart, she
discovered her writing passion at the tender age of 8 and has been listening to
those voices ever since. She has become a sought-after workshop presenter, and
also juggles freelance editing, multiple volunteer positions, and most of all,
her six children (seven, counting her husband). A native of Arizona who
recently transplanted to the Pacific Northwest, she and her husband of over
twenty years are living proof that there really is a happily ever after.

 

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Holly’s two Christmas wishes
this year are to finally win her mother’s approval by gaining the notice of a
handsome earl, and discovering the identity of the stranger who gave her a
heart-shattering kiss…even if that mystery kisser is the resident Christmas
ghost.







 

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Snippet: 
This snippet is from the beginning of the book
when Holly goes to the conservatory to learn whether there truly is a ghost.
“There you
are,” a low male voice murmured barely above a whisper.
With a
squeak, she jumped.
A soft
laugh came in reply and that same low voice said, “Forgive me for startling
you.”
She tried
to peer into the face of the dark figure nearby, but the brightness of the
moonlight on the snow outside all but blinded her. Which guest had come to the
conservatory? She was supposed to remain alone.
 A silhouetted male form neared. “You are so
lovely.”
Was that
Lord Bradbury? Did he truly think her lovely? He’d hardly exchanged two words
with her since she and her parents arrived this morning. Who else might have
come?
The figure
sank into the next seat to her. Before Holly said a word, a warm, gentle,
ungloved hand touched her cheek. She froze. A pair of lips pressed against
hers. Soft, tender, invigorating, his kiss immobilized her. His lips moved
across hers, testing, offering. He tasted faintly of citrus and cinnamon,
exotic, and delicious. The heat of his lips lit an answering warmth inside. Oh
heavens, she’d never imagined such a sensation! His lips continued to play with
hers while a sweet ache formed. With both hands, he cradled her face, and
deepened the kiss. An exquisitely delicious sensation carried her closer to an
edge she never knew existed. An untouched place in her heart awoke and sang
while the hot and cold tingles turned into a foreign longing. Every bone,
muscle, and sinew in her body turned to liquid more decadent than the chocolate
she liked to drink every morning.
She sighed.
A soft male moan came in reply. The kiss ended but his soft lips planted tiny
kisses along her cheek, her eyelids, her brow. Holly remained motionless,
spellbound by the beauty and power of the kiss. His hands withdrew. She kept
her eyes closed another heartbeat, unwilling to release the sensations shooting
through her. Who had kissed her? And why?
Surely it
was Lord Bradbury. Why else would he have encouraged her to come seeking a
ghost? She opened her eyes.
She sat
alone.

 

 
 
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