What A Lady Needs for ChristmaseBook - 2014
When Lady Joan Flynn, a wealthy woman with strong connections to the aristocracy, agrees to marry him, Dante Hartwell finds his dreams of becoming a successful businessman coming true until he discovers the real reason she married him. Original. 35,000 first printing.
"An extraordinary, precious, unforgettable holiday story."—RT Book Reviews Top Pick, 4 ½ stars for RT Reviewers' Choice Award winner Lady Sophie's Christmas Wish
The Best Gifts are the Unexpected Ones...
To escape a scandal, Lady Joan Flynn flees her family's estate in the Scottish Highlands. She needs a husband by Christmas, or the holidays will ring in nothing but ruin.
Practical, ambitious mill owner Dante Hartwell offers to marry Joan, because a wellborn wife is his best chance of gaining access to aristocratic investors.
As Christmas—and trouble—draw nearer, Dante and Joan's marriage of convenience blossoms into unexpected intimacy, for true love often hides beneath the most unassuming holiday wrapping...
The MacGregor Series
The Bridegroom Wore Plaid (Book 1)
Mary Fran and Matthew (Novella)
Once Upon a Tartan (Book 2)
The MacGregor's Lady (Book 3)
What a Lady Needs for Christmas (Book 4)
"A joyful, sensual read."—USA Today Happy Ever After on Lady Sophie's Christmas Wish
"A beautiful romance filled with Christmas miracles."—Fresh Fiction on Lady Jenny's Christmas Portrait
"The romance is absolutely enchanting...a delightful story for the holidays and all year long."—Romance Junkies on Lady Louisa's Christmas Knight
- MacGregor novels - 4
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“Listen to me, my lady. The genius of the institution of marriage is that husband and wife enter the race from the same starting line at the same time. We’re fumbling around in this marriage together, hoping good luck, good faith, and time will mature our union into a partnership. I’m hoping that, at least.” (p. 288)
“Hale Flynn, Marquess of Quinworth, hated Christmas. He hated the foolishness of eating like a market hog when the weather was too foul to allow a man to regularly ride his acres. He hated the social deception of claiming to be glad to see people whose names he’d happily forgotten. He hated eggnog. He hated endless renditions of Handel, and this latest business of whacking down entire trees to dress them up like debutantes at an engagement ball … / Sheer buffoonery.” (p. 162)
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