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  She gave him a slow-rising grin. “Oh, was it now?”

  “What else could it be?” He gently lowered her to her feet, then looked down at her seriously. “But not as much a miracle as this.”

  And putting his arms around her, he lowered his head to give his wife a tender kiss, full of love and magic, of sugarplums and sparkling stars.

  After a lifetime of being frozen, it had taken a fatal diagnosis to make Stavros open his heart the tiniest crack. In that moment, Holly had gotten inside him, warming his soul with her golden light.

  Once, he’d been grimly ready to die. In an unexpected miracle, he hadn’t.

  But Holly was the one who’d truly brought him to life.

  He’d been wrong about love all along, Stavros realized in amazement. Love hadn’t conquered him. It had saved him. It had set him free to live a dream greater than any he’d ever imagined. His children. His home. His wife. Especially his wife.

  Being loved by Holly was the greatest Christmas miracle of all.

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  His Contract Christmas Bride

  by Sharon Kendrick

  PROLOGUE

  DRAKON KONSTANTINOU LOOKED around him, unable to hide the disgust which swamped his body like a dank, dark tide. But hot on the heels of disgust came regret, and then guilt. Regret that he couldn’t have done something sooner and guilt that he couldn’t have prevented this terrible outcome.

  But the trigger to these grisly events had been pulled a long time ago and he couldn’t control everything, no matter how much he had spent his whole life trying to do just that. Sometimes control just slipped beyond your grasp and there was nothing you could do about it. His brother had gone now and so had the woman he’d married—the sordid paraphernalia strewn around the room the last testimony to their degenerate lifestyle.

  But life went on.

  Life had to go on.

  As if to confirm that indisputable fact, he heard an unfamiliar cry coming from an adjoining room, quickly followed by a voice and the sound of footsteps.

  ‘Drakon?’

  He glanced up at his business partner’s face as she walked in from the adjoining room. Gingerly, she walked towards him, clearly uncomfortable as she carried her precious cargo—as if unsure just what to do next. Join the club, thought Drakon grimly.

  ‘Are you ready, Drakon?’ she asked.

  He wanted to shake his head. To tell her he wasn’t prepared for this latest responsibility which had come slamming at him like a weighted curve ball. To protest that he’d done enough of shouldering other people’s burdens and their problems and he needed a break. But that was impossible. He could do this. He would do this. He just hadn’t quite worked out how.

  He needed a woman, that was for sure, but a quick flick through his memory bank of females who would be willing to do pretty much anything he asked of them failed to come up with anyone remotely suitable.

  And then, as if in answer to the turmoil of his thoughts, a face unexpectedly swam into his mind. A face with soft blue eyes the colour of the bluebells which had grown beneath the trees in those long-ago English springs, in the heady days before he’d discovered how much his father liked hookers.

  Forcing his mind back to the present, he thought about the face again. Not a beautiful face but a kindly one. He felt a faint beat of remembered desire, but far stronger still was his sudden sense of purpose as he allowed his mind to linger on Lucy Phillips for the first time in many months and his eyes narrowed speculatively. Maybe fate was cleverer than he’d imagined. Maybe the answer had been staring him in the face all this time.

  ‘Neh,’ he said, his harsh Greek accent echoing around the marble-floored villa. ‘I’m ready.’

  Copyright © 2019 by Sharon Kendrick

  ISBN-13: 9781488044922

  Christmas Baby for the Greek

  Copyright © 2019 by Jennie Lucas

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