By Cherry Adair
This vacation season, 4 bestselling authors provide the reward that retains on giving: gripping stories of particular brokers in a covert supplier, out to guard the blameless . . . in anyway necessary.
Snowball’s probability by means of Cherry Adair–Kendall decks the halls, unaware serial killer has her at the best of his record. in fact, being naughty with the horny solid man despatched to guard her will be so nice.
Santa Slave by means of Leanne Banks–After her ally disappears, Hilary takes issues into her personal fingers and unearths herself stuck within the throes of chance, whereas a hunky male operative hopes to combine excitement with business.
Runaway Santa by way of Pamela Britton–Biologist Kaitlyn Moneypenny’s study is eventually resulting in an important medical step forward . . . and mortal peril. while bullets begin to fly, so do the sparks among Kaitlyn and her Santa-clad rescuer.
Killer Christmas via Kelsey Roberts–When a number of Santas are murdered at a swanky division shop, the recent CEO, Meghan Beckham, had larger be careful, had larger now not cry–because a serial killer has come to city.
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His breath smelled of coffee, his eyes were ice cold, his hand dead steady. A shudder of fear rippled down her spine and settled in her stomach. She had a fleeting thought. At least this would be quick. She made a small, guttural sound as Dwight revealed an array of sharp, shiny objects inside the unrolled canvas. She shook hard enough that her teeth chattered. Tears, snot, and blood mingled wetly on her face as, completely mesmerized by terror, she watched him slip the first of seven instruments from their custom-made slots.
Her emotions were all over the place. She needed to focus and get her brain in gear. She quickly dialed Becky’s home number. “Call him your early Christmas present,” Becky told her as soon as Kendall let her know Joe was with her. His cell phone was crackly, and Becky’s voice faded in and out every time Kendall moved her head. “I’ve been . . ing to call you since . . cops called this . . rning at the crack of,” Becky continued. “I even booked a flight out there to come and . . ind you myself.
Ready for action when there was no action to be taken. ” Damn. Damn. Damn. The phone wasn’t working, and according to Joe, they couldn’t leave until the high winds and this snowstorm abated at least enough to make their trip marginally safer. She started to pace. It was a nice big room, and she lengthened her stride as her mind raced. “We have to contact the guests in the cottages. ” She stopped pacing for a second. Had she taken all the flower arrangements from the mudroom to the bedrooms? She’d better check— She frowned at him.