PICNICS AND PROMISES - Various Authors - 6 Free Ebooks

Picnics and Promises Box Set

Marion Ueckermann – A Courtship for Clover

Are the stories in Picnics and Promises connected in some way? If so, how?

The stories are not connected in any way in the sense of characters or storyworld. Rather, their connection lies in each story having at least one picnic scene (with pie), much of the story set in summer, and a great recipe at the end for the pie used in the story. Most of the authors had collaborated on a similar box set last Christmas called Frosting and Flurries, and we thought it would be fun to do the same thing again this summer. We’re already planning Christmas 2017’s set.

Please give us a peek into your story.

Jonathan thanked heaven he’d glanced up from his phone in time to shout a warning before colliding with Clover Blume. “Well, hello. I was hoping to run into you. Just not quite like this, although this is way better.” He grinned, not in the least eager to release his hold on Clover. “But what are you doing in the kitchen? Aren’t you supposed to be a bridesmaid?”

“And aren’t you meant to be a groomsman? A little late, aren’t you?” she shot back as she wriggled out of his arms. A frown crinkled her forehead.

Jonathan slid his cell phone into his pocket. “Miss me?” He couldn’t resist the tease.

“I— Uh— Hardly. But you certainly missed something.”

His grin widened. “You?”

“The rehearsal,” she snapped back, her frown deepening. “And the dinner where we all were supposed to get to know each other.”

By golly, she was far cuter up close and personal. She’d always seemed so collected in her pristine chef’s jacket with her name embroidered at the side, it was rather refreshing to see her flustered. And disheveled. He kind of liked her untidiness. Hopefully he had something to do with her apparent unravelling.

“That’s why I was headed for the kitchen when you ran me over.”

Her lips pursed, and she folded her arms. “I did not run you over. You should have seen me coming, so clearly you weren’t looking where you were going, either. Too busy texting one of your girlfriends?”

His brows rose.

“Oh yes. Don’t attempt to deny it. I saw you try to hide that cell phone your nose had been buried in.”

She was right on one thing. He had been on the phone. But he hadn’t been texting anyone.

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Autumn Macarthur – Imperfectly Proverbs 31

What did you want the reader to take away from your story? 

Here’s the Dear Reader letter included in the book, which I hope will answer the question perfectly:

Have you ever compared yourself to other people in your life and felt second-best? Samantha Rose, the heroine of this book does, and I admit, I do as well, at times. But if we’re not careful, comparing can lead to jealousy or despair (or its wicked stepsister, pride). That’s not part of what God intends for us!

Sam’s lesson is to learn that God has given us different gifts and talents, for His own purposes. In His eyes, we are all equal. Equally valued, equally loved.

Lisa TerKeurst says: Many people think Proverbs 31 is a picture of a perfect woman; but the Proverbs 31 woman is, at her core, someone who seeks the Lord in everything she does and trusts Him wholeheartedly with her life. We are simply...women sold out to saying yes to God—and He truly does the rest.

Any time we find ourselves comparing, we can hand those feelings of inadequacy over to Him, trusting that He does have a loving plan and purpose for every single one of us.

I hope you enjoy Samantha and Daniel’s story, and that it blesses and uplifts you!

Please give us a peek into your story.

The gray clapboard cottage with a bright blue front door and even brighter pink flowers in hanging baskets on the porch looked like the right place for a homemaking blogger with a rose-pink website to live in. The odor of baking wafting through the open window smelled like the right way for her house to smell, too.

Cookies.

The cookie shop he walked past daily on the way to the office pumped that same mouthwatering odor out onto the street, to entice people in.

It worked for them, and it worked for Samantha Rose.

His knock on the door was answered almost immediately. Definitely the woman he’d seen in the store. No makeup, blonde hair in a soft wispy up-do, and a pink flowered apron over her white T-shirt and slim jeans. Instead of the earlier wary glance, she smiled welcome, though the smile didn’t light up her eyes.

And there, in her oven-mitted hand, was the source of the delicious scent. A tray of chocolate chip cookies. They looked as good as they smelled.

“Ms. Rose? I’m Daniel Novak.”

She swung the door wide, revealing an entry hall with braided rugs on the polished wood floors. 

“Come in. We have a picnic lunch all prepared. As it’s such a lovely day, we can eat by the lake. But I wanted to bake some cookies for the girls to have later. I’ll just set them cooling before we go.”

“Thank you for agreeing to an interview at such short notice, Ms. Rose.”

“Please call me, Sam.”

Nodding acknowledgment, though the boyish name didn’t suit her in the least, he followed her into a spacious old-fashioned kitchen. A huge oak table filled the center of the room. As she wielded a spatula to lift the cookies onto a metal rack, he admired her graceful movements and hoped he’d get one of those cookies, too.

He pulled out his small voice recorder and flicked it on. “Do you agree to me recording the interview?”

For a fleeting moment, apprehension gleamed in her blue eyes. He’d been right to suspect she wanted to hide something. He filed the observation away.

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Cecelia Dowdy – Sweet Delights                              

What are you reading right now?

Above All Things by Deborah Raney. I like this book because it deals with the subject of race. The hero is happily married, expecting his first baby. When his African-American ex-fiancée is suddenly ill and hospitalized, he shockingly discovers that he has a biracial daughter. Bringing this child into his home wreaks havoc in his life and marriage.

This book resonates with me because it’s so realistic. I could imagine the reactions for both of the main characters. Also, Deborah Raney did her research! She did an awesome job of describing how an African-American woman has to take care of her hair! So authentic. Cheers to Deborah!

Please give us a peek into your story.

“Patty-Lynn.” His loud voice echoed down the street. Several pedestrians stared at him, as if he were disturbing their peaceful morning.

She stopped. Slowly turned toward him, her pretty brown eyes widened when she spotted him. He rushed toward her. Hopefully she wouldn’t run away like a scared rabbit. He recalled the wedding reception. Granted, she’d had to get back to work but their interaction had been awkward. The circumstances surrounding their massive breakup had been awful, and he’d hurt her badly. Maybe they could work through those issues.

No way did he want to give her the opportunity to scurry away before they talked. Her jaw hardened, and her brown eyes narrowed to slits. “What do you want?”

He stopped, took a few steps back. Uh oh. Looked like she hated him. It seemed as if she wasn’t going to be able to forgive him for all of his past mistakes. “Are you okay?”

Her frown softened like butter spread over warm toast. “Sorry for snapping at you, Sam. I’m just worried is all.”

Her smooth southern drawl lulled him, made him want to spend some time with her. He wanted to catch up on all that had happened to her over the last seven years. “What’s wrong?” The memory of his helping her with her dental bill floated through his mind. “Are you having money problems?” 

She’d had a ton of those while she’d worked near the college campus.

Her eyes narrowed again. “Not everything is about money. Just because you’re rich don’t mean you can fix everything.”

He held his hands in the air. He felt he was being attacked for no reason. “Hey, I was just asking.” He lowered his voice. “I’m just remembering all you’d gone through when I knew you while you worked near the college. That’s all.”

Her pale skin reddened. She clutched the strap of her purse and refused to look directly into his eyes. “Well, you can’t help me. Not now anyway.”

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Mary Manners – A Pocketful of Wishes

Besides when you came to know the Lord, what is the happiest day in your life?

Family is so important to me, as evidenced by the theme of my story, A Pocketful of Wishes. So, I would have to say that the happiest day of my life was the day my daughter, Danni, was born—and all the days that have followed. Life is truly an adventure. Danni is twenty-three now and has come into her own. I am excited to see what the future holds for her. I’m also looking forward to grandchildren!

Please give us a peek into your story.

Carter saw clearly now. This was Jenna…his Jenna. After all these years, he still thought of her that way.

He’d never forgotten her. Truth be told, he’d loved her once. And, if the odd tug at his heart that came with seeing her again was any indication, he still did. But after all these years, she probably didn’t even remember him. She obviously didn’t recognize him.

But he couldn’t fault her for that. He hadn’t recognized her at first glance, either. The years could change a person.

They’d changed him. And not just on the outside.

Had they changed Jenna, too?

A moment lingered in Carter’s memory. Their kiss…his first kiss…still got his pulse thrumming. There was an innocence in that single touch, as well as a truth so real he could feel it even now, after so much time. A hurricane of thoughts raged through his brain, stirring up a storm that mirrored the one pelting his shoulders.

How long had Jenna been back in Maple Ridge? How long was she planning to stay?

Had she looked for him?

Jenna’s long-ago plea suddenly whispered to him. “Don’t forget me.”

He hadn’t…not even for a day. But had she forgotten him?

Carter took a moment to study her features. Blonde hair twisted and piled atop her head to expose the gentle curve of her neck. A smile brightened sunshine-summer eyes he could easily get lost in all over again.

He had so many things he longed to say to her…to share with her.

The time would come for that, but not now. Not here.

     
“You’d better get to the hospital.” Carter handed the badge back to her. His thumb bumped her cheek, grazing the flawless porcelain skin. He allowed it to linger there for a moment or two before pulling away. “But we’re not done here. I’ll see you again soon and we’ll finish this, Jenna.”

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Clare Revell – Zara’s Folly

What is your current work in progress?
Right now I have about three books on the go. Can be confusing, yes, but I have a cast iron system in place to prevent that. I’m finishing off Quinn’s Choice, which is kind of a follow up to Zara’s Folly. Quinn is the doctor who puts in a fleeting appearance at the end of Zara’s story. He demanded a story of his own, and when he informed me of what it was, I had to write it. This will be in the Christmas box set we are planning. And yes, Zara and TJ make a guest appearance in the end of the book. I figured it was only fair.

I’m also writing a new four book series based on the childhood prayer - Now I lay me down to sleep. It’s a crime thriller series – four books, ten murders, two Christian cops with enough flaws and issues between them to sink the proverbial battleship. Starring Zander and Isabel, this one is due to my editor in a year’s time.

And then there is the multi-author Tuscany box set, which should be out next year some time. I’m writing book 5. This one is still in the planning stages and there are sheets of paper all over my desk with notes on.

My cast iron system for keeping them separate? I cast each and every book I write. Print off their photos and attach them to my notes and have them on the desk or my side when I hand write the first draft. I do reuse actors, but never for the books being written concurrently – unless in the case of Zander and Isabel where they are in all four books.

Please give us a peek into your story.

Zara Michaels ran down the stairs to the platform, praying the train wouldn’t leave before she boarded it. The guard was closing the doors as she reached the train. “Wait,” she called.

He turned and held the last door open long enough for her to plunk her case inside and climb in after it. “Have a good trip, miss.”

“Thank you.”

Somehow she stowed her case and rucksack in the one remaining space on the luggage rack. The automatic doors to the main carriage hissed open. Zara made her way down the already swaying carriage in search of her seat. She’d almost missed the train, thanks to her sister Kim’s incessant meddling, not to mention yet another lecture from her father.

One blessing in disguise. At least her forward facing seat was empty. These days not even a reserved sign guaranteed that. And the way the day was going she’d expected to find someone already sitting there.

She regarded the old lady in the aisle seat and managed a faint smile. “Excuse me. May I get past you, please?”

“Of course, dear.” The old lady stood to allow Zara access to her seat.

“Thank you.” Zara suddenly teetered into her seat as the train jolted over the junction points to the main line. She put her handbag on her lap, squashing it between the table and her middle. She turned to the window, pushing her glasses up her nose as the train sped up. The houses and factories of York slid by, becoming sparser before turning into fields and trees as the city was left behind.

Zara focused on the window, the trees and forests, fields and streams zipping by. Faster and faster, clickety-clack, the train sped through the English countryside—relentlessly taking her into pastures unknown, but at the same time along a path she knew all too well.

“Tickets, please, ladies and gents.”

Zara pulled her ticket from her bag, along with the reservation card and held them out to the conductor. He glanced at them and nodded as he handed them back. Zara returned them to her purse. Her phone beeped and she sighed. The photo of Jordan was obscured by a message that read Kim Mob.

Can’t you leave me alone for an hour, sis? What do you want now?

The message made her heart sink lower. are you really going to do this? aunt agatha loves that place. tell dad no more. so what if he disinherits you b/c you want a life of your own and don’t want to do his dirty work anymore? is the money really more important?

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Jan Elder – Moosed Opportunities                           

Besides when you came to know the Lord, what is the happiest day in your life?

I know this is going to sound really cliché, but it’s so true. Just thinking about my wedding day makes my toes wiggle. My Prince Charming came in the shape of one of my closest friends, a man I had known for over twenty years by the time we finally tied the knot.

My first marriage was difficult for many reasons, but life with my Stevie is a true blessing from God. And lest you think we are newlyweds and haven’t passed the honeymoon stage yet, you are half right. We have been married for fourteen years, but every day (um, ALMOST every day) is still a honeymoon.

To what do I attribute this bliss? First, our personalities are very similar, as are our love languages (physical touch followed by quality time spent with each other). But more than that, he is a true man of God and the most thoughtful guy I’ve ever met.

As I write my novels, I try to put a touch of Steve in every hero I dream up. And Eric, the kind, considerate gentleman in the Moose Creek series, is a close approximation. The main difference? My Steve is not a forest ranger wrangling moose in the northernmost county of Maine! But he does wrangle my heart. (Okay, cut it out. I can hear the groans from here).

Please give us a peek into your story.

With only a split second of indecision, Eric flung himself off the bank, half-skating on the ice, the breeze stinging his ears as he zipped forward. If he had any hope of catching that bundle of fur, he was going to have to slide. If a full-grown deer could make it across the wide creek…

The ice creaked, but it held fast. Thankfully, he was gaining on the dog. Halfway across the river, he caught up to Apollo and grabbed his collar with his right hand. They kept sliding. They were going to make it.

Crack! The ice on the other side of the stream gave way and he plunged into the frigid water, his breath whooshing from his lungs. The animal slithered from his grasp as Eric fought to keep his head above water.

Apollo’s soft brown eyes grew impossibly large as he bobbed to the surface a few feet away. Before Eric’s frightened dog could be carried away by the loosed current, he managed to grab onto the leather collar, hauling the animal to his upper body.

Water swirled around them. He kicked his legs to bring them to shore, grateful he only had to push against the current a few more feet before he was able to stand. His sodden cold-weather clothes weighed him down, but he stumbled through the cripplingly cold water, laboring each step of the way, his boots as heavy as if he had a brick strapped to each foot.

The poor dog whimpered and Eric clutched him closer as he stumbled onto land. “It’s okay, boy. We’re safe now.”

His gaze traveled up the hill. An entire herd of deer gaped at him. “Lotta help you guys were.”

He crashed down on a log and surveyed his soaking body, chest heaving. No doubt about it, he was in a pickle.

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The authors will be gifting seven eBooks of the box set—one to our gracious hostess, Lena, and six readers who comment will be drawn at random to receive a copy of this delicious box set.

For only $0.99, you can get your copy Picnics and Promises to enjoy on your own summer picnic.

Thank you so much for allowing me to feature this set of romances. I'm eager to read each story.

Here is a link to the book collection:
Picnics & Promises: Six Delicious Summer Romances

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AN AUSSIE SUMMER CHRISTMAS - Six-Author Collection - A Giveaway of 5 Copies of the Ebook

An Aussie Summer Christmas
Six new inspirational romance novellas

Dear Readers, I'm thrilled to introduce this Christmas novella collection to you. I'm personally acquainted with the first 4 authors. I just finished reading this collection last week. It interfered with my working time, but I just had to read a few more pages. Now that I've enjoyed a book by each of the other 2 authors, I'll be looking for more of their books. I know you'll enjoy this collection as much as I did.

Melbourne Memories by USA Today bestselling author Marion Ueckermann

What surprised you the most when writing Melbourne Memories?

I had originally started this story to submit as another Passport to Romance for my publisher. However, when Narelle Atkins asked me about putting the Aussie story I’d started into this set, I decided this was the home for this story. For Passport to Romance stories, the authors have to write using three writing prompts, and so I’d planned my story around those. One of them was an artist. Wanting to think out of the box, I decided that my heroine would own one of the most popular coffee shops in Melbourne and create amazing latte art. What I didn’t know when I started planning and writing this story—and of course I was ecstatic when I discovered it in my research—was that Melbourne is renowned for its coffee culture. I’m always amazed at how God directs my writing—even when I don’t know, He knows, and plants the story ideas in my mind, and then surprises me when I discover how well the story fits for its storyworld.

Next Door Santa by USA Today bestselling author Lacy Williams

What is special about your novella in this collection?

I love Christmas books and movies and always have. (While You Were Sleeping, anyone???). So being invited to this collection was a big YES from the start. I'm from Oklahoma in the U.S. and we have mild/cold winters here, so imagining the warmth of a beach Christmas was great fun! I'd love to go one day when my kids get bigger and experience it myself. Another fun thing that I included in the book was the dog, Ollie. I'm a huge dog person and loved doing some research about dogs and vets in Australia and incorporating that into the story. 

Seaside Christmas by Narelle Atkins

In Seaside Christmas, Gus is a political advisor and Chelsea can’t stand politics. Does politics play a big role in the story?

The answer is yes and no. Gus works for a NSW Senator based in Sydney, Australia. This means Gus lives and works in Canberra, the national capital, when Parliament is sitting. His job involves travel and this aspect of his career is explored in the story. During the story Chelsea meets Gus for coffee in Parliament House and we gain an insight into his political career. His political party affiliation and political views are not mentioned in the story. Chelsea’s father was the mayor of her local council when she was a teen. She’s not interested in talking about politics with anyone, including. Gus. The focus of the story is on their romance and how his career impacts their developing relationship.

A Christmas Resolution by Rose Dee

Considering most resolutions happen on New Year’s Eve, what is your novella, A Christmas Resolution all about?

Resolution is the name of my fictional island that sits off the Australian tropical coast. For those who have no idea where this is, it’s up the top of the country – where the Great Barrier Reef is. This story ties in with my Resolution series. Think long sandy beaches, clear blue ocean, salt air, and as it is set at Christmas time, summer breezes. In the story, you will find romance, some drama, the Aussie larrikinism our country towns are known for, as well as a message of faith and overcoming. Each of my Resolution books hold stories of redemption, and the resolution to our struggles that only comes from faith in Jesus. And I believe those sort of resolutions can happen any day of the year.

All is Bright by Andrea Grigg

You mention that Josh, the hero in All is Bright, is a secondary character in your first book, A Simple Mistake. Why did you decide to write your novella about him?

It was a no-brainer really. I’d always felt sorry for Josh and was thrilled to be able to give him his Happy Ever After. When we’re introduced to Josh in A Simple Mistake, he’s already a widower. He meets Lainey straight after coming back from teaching overseas, where he went to “get away from it all.” He’s ready to find love again, and is pretty annoyed when things don’t work out, and for good reason! (Those of you who’ve read A Simple Mistake will know what I mean J).

The hard part about writing Josh’s story meant I had to write about finding love after losing a spouse; not an easy topic, and not one I’ve experienced myself. Putting myself in his shoes made me teary a few times, believe me!

Falling for Maddie Grace by Meredith Resce

Why did you choose to use Aussie Rules football as the backdrop for your story?

 I am a mad footy fan and watched the emergence of women in this sport, mostly in support-staff roles.  During one game, the young female goal umpire was nearly steam-rolled by one of the players. Fast, fit and large, if he’d hit her, she would have been flattened. This stirred my imagination. I decided Maddie was going to be Australia’s first professional female umpire, who gets hit by one of the players, Zac.

Zac’s public faith is often scrutinised. The media are waiting for him to fall from grace. When they are both knocked unconscious, he regains his senses,  and carefully wipes blood from her face—in the eye of every camera. It’s taken out of context, and they are accused of a secret affair, and a breach of professional ethics.

An Aussie Summer Christmas – six new Novellas set in the land Downunder is available now at Amazon for the special price of $.99.

https://www.amazon.com/Aussie-Summer-Christmas-inspirational-novellas-ebook/dp/B01LJQS4FQ/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8

Thank you, Marion, Lacy, Narelle, Rose, Andrea, and Meredith for sharing this collection with us. I fell in love with Australia decades before it became so popular in the US. As a matter of fact, I have an unpublished novel that is partially set in Australia. Maybe I should pull that out and finish it. Meredith and Andrea--all of you really--I love to promote other Christian authors, and all of you would be welcome to schedule an interview on my blog with your other books. I've feathered Marion, Lacy, Narelle, and Rose before.

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GLASGOW GRACE - Marion Ueckermann - One Free Ebook

Dear Readers, Marion is one of the authors I like to feature who doesn’t live in the US. The first book of hers that I read had me hooked, so every time I hear about a new book from her, I have to get a copy. Her foreign settings are interesting, like an armchair travelogue. And her characters leap off the page. You won’t want to miss this one.

Welcome back, Marion. Tell us about your salvation experience.

I was around five years old. We had a child evangelist at our church called Sunny Blondell (totally not sure if that’s spelled correctly) – an elderly lady who did the most amazing flannel graph stories (anyone remember those? Probably giving away my age now.) It was at her campaign that I gave my heart to Jesus. I still have the little card with that famous picture of Jesus standing at the door with a lantern, knocking. As a teenager I had my years where I did not live the way God wanted me to, but thankfully He’s faithful, even when I wasn’t. That’s grace.

I was seven years old when I asked Jesus into my heart, and later, I was the flannel graph lady. You’re planning a writing retreat where you can only have four other authors. Who would they be and why?

There are so many I’d love to choose, but if I have to narrow it down, and this is really hard, it would be the following people for the following reasons:

Angela K. Couch – one of my critique partners. At ACFW last year, I got to meet two of my critique partners (and if I was allowed 6 on this retreat, Heidi and Janet, you’d be in there), but unfortunately Angela couldn’t come. I’d love to meet Angela in person because I love her writing, as well as her input into my work.

Judith Robl – just because I love this woman. We’ve been cyber-friends for over five years now. I got to meet her at ACFW in Dallas but because of the busyness of the conference, we didn’t get to spend that much time together. I’d love the opportunity to be with her again in a more relaxed environment.

Jan Edtti Thompson – I’ve been in several box sets with Jan. Spending time with Jan one-on-one, tapping into her vast knowledge of Indie publishing would be WOW! Plus, I’ve never met someone with so much energy ... perhaps some would rub off on me if we were to spend time together (although we’d probably be Facebooking each other silly stickers all the time, laughing, and just having fun).

Autumn Macarthur – Another of my box set buddies who I would love the opportunity to meet in person.

ACFW will be in Dallas (actually Grapevine, a suburb of Fort Worth). I’ll be there. I hope you come again. I’d love to meet you in person, too. When it was in Dallas last time, I was just recuperating from knee-replacement surgery. I was at the hotel for a few hours one afternoon, but I didn’t get to meet you. Do you have a speaking ministry? If so, tell us about that.

Only a writing ministry, but who knows what God has in store in the future...

What’s the most exciting thing that has happened to you recently?

Ooh, there are actually two exciting things that have happened recently. I’ve just returned from a two week holiday in Scotland which was awesome. During our time there, I had the opportunity to visit Glasgow, where this featured book is located. I had so hoped to get a photograph of me outside the opera house, or on one of the bridges I speak of in the story, with a copy of my book. Unfortunately, I only discovered when we were on the train home that where we were in the city was rather far from my story’s location. Glasgow is a BIG place, and we walked over 22,000 steps that day (according to our phone’s step-counter app.)

The second exciting thing happened just before we left Scotland. I received news from Pelican Book Publishers that my first Passport to Romance novella, Helsinki Sunrise—Glasgow Grace is my third in this series—is one of two novellas in the Passport to Romance series that have been chosen by Norway-based publisher, Hermon Forlag, to be translated and published in Norwegian. Plans are to release the novellas in both e-book and paperback.

Wow! That is awesome. Helsinki Sunrise is the first book of yours that I read. I’ve wanted to have a foreign edition of one of my books, but it hasn’t happened yet. People are always telling me that they’d like to write a book someday. I’m sure they do to you, too. What would you tell someone who came up to you and said that?

Good question, and in fact I had this happen to me about a year ago. My advice was: take several months (a year if possible) and spend the time learning the craft of writing. Only, then put pen to paper ... it’ll be so much easier.

Tell us about Glasgow Grace.

Easiest way is with the blurb, so here it is:

Opera star, Skye Hunter, returns to the land of her birth as leading lady in Phantom of the Opera. It’s the first time she’s been back to bonnie Scotland since her mother whisked her away to Australia sixteen years ago after Skye’s father died.

When Skye decides to have dinner at McGuire’s, she’s not going there only for Mary McGuire’s Shepherd’s Pie. Her first and only love, Callum McGuire, still plays his guitar and sings at the family-owned tavern.

Callum has never stopped loving Skye. But, desperate to know if she’d want him if he was still a singer in a pub, he keeps his real profession hidden from her. When Skye’s worst nightmare comes true, Callum discloses his secret to save the woman he loves.

Can they rekindle what they had lost, or will Skye’s mother threaten their future together once again?

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That she’d miss spending a warm Christmas and New Year with family and friends this year mattered little to Skye Hunter. Even though she wasn’t home, she was home. She could’ve sung an aria right there in the middle of Glasgow International Airport and let the myriad of holiday travelers know exactly how she felt about being back in bonnie Scotland.

Sixteen years. A lifetime.

She caught her breath. Surely, everything would be different. Everyone. People would’ve moved on with their lives … to other cities, maybe even other countries as she had. Not that she’d been given a choice in that matter. Nevertheless, her life had turned out well for the change.

But, she wasn’t here to rekindle friendships. Pushing a trolley laden with her baggage, she stepped outside to a gray monochrome sky. One thing had remained the same—the weather.

Sheltered beneath the roof overhang, she hailed a taxi. She had so missed these black London-style vehicles. Once she reached her hotel room, she’d need to call her mother—let her know her precious cargo, marked fragile, had arrived in one piece.

The fact that Rita Robinson hadn’t followed Skye across the globe was a miracle. At least her stepfather’s ill--health had one upside—it kept Mother home where she belonged. How Skye would enjoy these months of freedom out from under her mother’s thumb.

Snowflakes fell on the taxi driver’s dark jacket as he hopped out of the vehicle. He groaned. “Awnawsnaw.”

Amused at his protest, her lips curved. She’d forgotten how Glaswegians lowered the pitch of their voices and strung their words together in one sentence.

As he loaded her suitcases into the back of the vehicle, he chatted nonstop. All unintelligible to Skye. But hearing the patter again was good—it had been so long. Adjusting to this dialect would take time, however.

His accent made her think of her Da. She swallowed, blinking away moistness as she brushed the snow from her coat and slid onto the back seat. “Crowne Plaza Hotel, Congress Road,” she instructed as she sank against the worn leather and stared out the window, drinking in both familiar and unfamiliar sights.

They were in the city center within minutes. The armadillo-shaped Clyde Auditorium came into view, reminding Skye of her own Sydney Opera House back home where she’d wooed audiences during the past year. At least that’s what the tabloids reported.

But this was her big break into the global operatic scene. Phantom of the Opera. She had finally arrived.

Star of the show, her name in lights. First Glasgow, then Edinburgh. Finally, the Royal Albert Hall in London. This would be her year. It wasn’t every day a girl got the opportunity to portray Christine Daaé and sing with her angel of music.

She released a sigh. Once she’d had an angel of music, too. Her mind tumbled back to another world filled with song. Callum McGuire. What had become of him?

A smile touched her mouth as forgotten feelings filled her, warming her like a mug of hot chocolate. She savored the sweetness they left on her lips. 

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