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Can you believe Christmas is just three weeks away? It’s sneaking up on us so fast this year—and it's absolutely freezing! The highs for the last few days have been in the low 20s. Brrr! If it doesn't warm up, my outdoor decorations might just stay cozy inside with me. ๐ How about you? Have you braved the cold to decorate outside yet?
With the holidays closing in, I thought it would be fun to share a snippet each week from my cozy holiday romance, Merry Little Wishing Sprints. It’s the perfect book to curl up with this holiday season!
Today's snippet:
Christmas music and the heavenly scent of cinnamon greeted me when I entered the corner grocery store, lifting my spirits some. I wove my way through the produce section, careful not to bump into the woman hand selecting brussels sprouts. A smile graced my face when I spotted the bright red endcap and the lone tin of homemade peppermint bark waiting to be snatched up.
I reached for it at the same time as a goateed man who couldn’t have been more than a few years older than me.
“I’m sorry.” I smiled sweetly, hoping to appeal to his sense of chivalry. “But I believe it’s the other way around.”
“Huh.” He wet his lips, hand still gripping the tin, smirking mischievously. “We obviously both want this tin. So what do we do?”
“I don’t know,” I said in an equally good-natured tone. ”Why do you need this particular treat?”
He shifted so his hip rested against the display and bent closer. “Well, you see,” he said, dramatically, “I have one last Christmas gift to buy, and Sara Winter’s peppermint bark is her favorite holiday treat. She’ll never forgive me if I come back from Mystic Creek without it. It might sever our relationship forever.”
He was ridiculously charming. That I had the thought at all amazed me. I wasn’t looking for a relationship and even if I were, I didn’t date mortals. Since I didn’t get any witchy-vibes—a magical shock when our fingers touched or a feeling we’d met before—it was a safe bet that this man with the clear hazel eyes and teasing smirk didn’t have a drop of magic in him.
“You don’t say,” I said, grinning.
“Oh yeah. We’re talking war on a biblical level.”
Merry Little Wishing Spritz
Author: Cherie Colyer
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Genres: Paranormal Romance
Book Blurb:
Modern-day witch Cassie Moore’s cozy life turns upside down when her friend foresees the wrecking ball that threatens to destroy Cassie’s home and workplace. But Cassie isn’t giving up without a fight. She casts a well-intended spell meant to save her apartment and her job. But magic is unpredictable, especially when her friend casts a little charm of her own that has Cassie lusting after the man she desperately wants to despise.
Jack Quinn has had his eyes on Lakeside Books for years, and he couldn’t be happier the owner is finally ready to sell. He has big plans for the cozy waterfront property, but he didn’t expect to care about the store or its employees. And he never imagined he’d be drawn to a certain brown-eyed saleswoman.
Almost as if by magic.
Author: Cherie Colyer
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Genres: Paranormal Romance
Book Blurb:
Modern-day witch Cassie Moore’s cozy life turns upside down when her friend foresees the wrecking ball that threatens to destroy Cassie’s home and workplace. But Cassie isn’t giving up without a fight. She casts a well-intended spell meant to save her apartment and her job. But magic is unpredictable, especially when her friend casts a little charm of her own that has Cassie lusting after the man she desperately wants to despise.
Jack Quinn has had his eyes on Lakeside Books for years, and he couldn’t be happier the owner is finally ready to sell. He has big plans for the cozy waterfront property, but he didn’t expect to care about the store or its employees. And he never imagined he’d be drawn to a certain brown-eyed saleswoman.
Almost as if by magic.
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Such a fun excerpt. Thanks for sharing!
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