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Renee Allen McCoy
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Holidays
Publisher: FaytheWorks Publishing
ISBN-10: 0615925944
Type: Fiction
Pages: 152
ISBN-13: 9780615925943
Price: $0.99 (eBook)
Is their love true enough to withstand the evils that broke them apart the first time? Or will Charity’s anticipation of having a Christmas boyfriend suddenly be dashed to pieces?
Love suffers long and is kind… 1 Corinthians 13:4
“Why did I even come here for my vacation?” Charity Maxwell questions, initially regretting her trip home to Lewiston Springs for her Christmas vacation … that is until she finds out that an old flame is visiting too. With familiar emotions invading her heart, Charity desperately tries to keep her composure around a man with whom she shares a painful past.
Determined to make right his wrong, Milton Grayson passionately pursues Charity regretful that he lost her once and determined to not let it happen again. As a reminiscent whirlwind romance ensues between them, the pressure builds on a meddling family member who secretly plotted to separate the pair in the past.
Is their love true enough to withstand the evils that broke them apart the first time? Or will Charity’s anticipation of having a Christmas boyfriend suddenly be dashed to pieces?
The Christmas Beau is the first book in The True Love Novellas series that shares the love of God in and out of season.
Single, Saved, & Searching, Book #2 in the series, will be released December 23, 2014.
Excerpt
Chapter One
Festive ornaments gracefully trimmed the Maxwell household. The fireplace mantel served for the home of evergreen swags, delicately scented pillar candles, and three oversized stockings in the classic red and white color scheme displaying those timeless words: Faith, Hope, and Love. Just inches shy of scraping the vaulted ceiling’s incline stood a marvelously adorned tree with attractively giftwrapped boxes arranged beneath it. Amazingly, the elegant décor appeared to have been decorated by an interior design professional and not a busy mother.
“Grits … fruit salad … his favorite brand of orange juice,” the woman with a green apron tied securely about her waist mumbled aloud. “I think I have everything,” she stated purposefully with a finger resting upon her lips, and then peered up towards the ceiling, “except for my daughters.” After flipping a switch on the fourteen-cup, stainless steel coffeemaker, she unraveled the strings from the small of her back, and tossed the apron aside.
Soon, the aroma of freshly brewed Colombian coffee mingled with the appetizing smell of homemade cinnamon crumb cake muffins and a pan seared turkey bacon and sausage breakfast casserole. The dining room table was set for nine with long stem glassware awaiting servings of the sparkling non-alcoholic mimosa. Instrumental Christmas hymns softly played in the background. It was the beginning of December, the most wonderful time of the year.
“Are you going to stay in bed all morning?” Elisha’s overbearing, otherwise usually chipper voice, invaded Charity’s morning slumber. “Mama made breakfast, so you need to be downstairs in five minutes or she’s going to have a conniption.”
Charity jotted open one eye with her face still partially covered by the cushiony oversized body pillow she laid sprawled across. After an invigorative yawn with extended arms, she managed to sit up in the bed to acknowledge her sister’s command.
“Well, good morning to you too …” Charity half-smiled at Elisha who was now dutifully straightening the crème colored sheets to a matching twin bed in their childhood bedroom.
“Girl, you know Mama. If you stay in that bed one minute longer, she’s going to—”
Elisha’s sentence was snapped in two by a loud, repetitive pound at the door. The two startled women briefly stared at one another before Charity scrambled to get out of bed.
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