Rediscover the magic and romance of Valentine’s Day with these nine stories of Gifts From The Heart. Stories of best friends, lost chances, first love, love renewed, and new love will bring a tear to your eye and a little skip in the beat of your heart.
Read about a wounded warrior saved by a ring. Empathize with two different widows as they strive to overcome their past and open their hearts to trust again. Follow a survivor of the Titanic as she boards another ship and her past and future collide.
Shiver with the cautionary tale of the prison of love in the legend of Ann’er from the dark world of Thorn. Laugh at the humorous escapades of a young woman led to find love through the questionable assistance of her cat. Then finish this volume by relaxing in the fairy-tale world of a little dog who helps a sad and lonely princess learn to accept the unconditional love of pets.
“The Telltale Heart” by Sarah Raplee
“Is He the One?” by Judith Ashley
“Saved by the Ring” by Diana McCollum
“Be My Valentine” by Susan Lute
“Dancing on Water” by Mercer Addison
“Heart of a Highlander” by Collette Cameron
“The Flaming Heart of Winter” by Pamela Cowan
“Matchmaker Cat” by Jane Killick
“Metro Goes to London” by Susie Slanina
Excerpt from Heart of a Highlander
Stop staring, Giselle. Say something.
His gaze darkened to obsidian and a seductive smile curved his strong mouth.
Was that a spark of interest in his eyes?
Tension hung dense and sensual between them.
Zut, she’d given herself away. Stupide. She tore her gaze from him and focused on her hands.
“Thank you for coming after us, and for carrying Ewan all the way home. I wish I could adequately express my appreciation.”
She risked a quick glance upward.
Hugh said nothing, just stared at her, the chiseled planes of his face, sharp and intense.
The heat smoldering within his almost black gaze caused her breath to hitch and a tendril of want to jolt her.
She fumbled and dropped a glove.
Bending to retrieve it the same time he did, she froze. Mere inches separated their mouths.
Giselle couldn’t move, her entire being mindful of one thing. If she leaned forward . . . not even a hairsbreadth, her lips would touch Hugh’s.
Oh, to taste his sculpted mouth.
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