And the emotion. Sure, I want a happy ending, lots of yummy romantic sexy bits and an intriguing plot. But, what really gets me about these authors is their enviable ability to put the emotions into every word on the page and get me completely and totally invested in the outcome for the characters. Time gives all of our destined lovers the chance to grow individually and come together at the right time for a a chance to seize the love of their life — if they can be brave enough to take it. The revelry of the ton is a reminder of Christmas four years ago, when his first love, Thomas Bennett, broke his heart and fled to New York without a word.
So when he encounters Thomas at a holiday ball, Alexander is determined not to let on how much he still hurts. Thomas has returned for one reason only: Alexander. Having finally come to terms with his forbidden desires, he will do whatever he must to convince Alexander to give their love another chance. But instead of the happy, carefree man Thomas once knew, Alexander is now hard and cynical. Set in the Regency period in London, England this story is full of young love, heartbreak, angst, sweet reunion. Both characters as full-bodied and completely relatable but at the beginning of the story.
Now his own man, Thomas is back to get the chance he passed up three years earlier but Alexander is a cynical, cold man and nothing like the open, trusting boy he left behind.
I loved the heartbreak in this story. Both let it manifest in their fear and cruelty and had to navigate the wasteland of their broken hearts to find each other again. Ava March handles the time period perfectly without weighing down her words with too much historical information. Winter Knights by Harper Fox. The blurb: Historian Gavin Lowden is in Northumberland on Christmas Eve for two reasons: to find evidence of a romantic bond between Arthur and Lancelot and to finally tell his partner, Piers, that he loves him. Piers has promised to come clean with his conservative family and join Gavin for their first holiday as a couple, but at the last minute, he bails.
Devastated, Gavin heads out onto the moors alone, just as snow begins to fall …. Gavin stumbles into an underground chamber, where strange happenings cause him to question what is real and what is fantasy. Pleasure he hopes to be able to share with Piers. When Piers learns that Gavin has gone missing, he is desperate to find him. She is the master of wringing every ounce of emotion out of her characters but you never feel overwhelmed or melodramatic.
Her characters are real, solid people who try to survive everything life throws at them with grace, dignity and the occasional bout of emotional breakdowns fortified by a few stiff drinks. This story mixes questions of faith — spiritual, mystical, historical, and emotional. Lone Star by Josh Lanyon.
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Though he found success in New York City, Mitch is at a crossroads, and heads home for the first time in twelve years to figure things out. When what appears to be a reindeer jumps out in front of his car, he drives off the road and into the path of the one man he hoped to avoid. And his bed. Gavin has a lot to learn about love and patience, and his sexy rescuers teach him that…and so much more. Driving into his home town, Mitch swerves to avoid a reindeer in the road. Texas Ranger Web Eisley is as handsome as ever, and the attraction between them still burns bright and hot.
Mitch and Web are both likeable heroes who are clearly meant to be with one another.
Lanyon can usually be counted on to infuse his stories with. There was also an added element concerning a reindeer only Mitch saw. When Bryce returns to town for business and a wedding, the holiday season heats up. Strange things start to happen, though, and it almost seems like Bryce is trying to win Mel over. Is Bryce looking for more than a simple holiday fling? Author K. Misunderstandings and perhaps even a lack of maturity kept Mel and Bryce apart in the past.
A very large deer with a huge rack of antlers. An eighteen point—no, not a deer. A caribou. In Texas?
A caribou… in Texas… wearing a red leather harness with bells? Mitch wrenched the wheel. The tires skidded off the road onto the rocky shoulder. He tried to correct but oversteered.
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Instinctively, he slammed on the brakes, the car spun out. The air bag exploded from the dashboard. The car landed upside down in the sand and gravel beneath the embankment. Dust and powder from the air bag filled the interior. The engine died as the car rocked finally to a stop. The passenger door had flown open. Mitch could smell oil and antifreeze and cornstarch and singed juniper.
The air bag hissed as it deflated. Or maybe that was the radiator leaking. Or the sound of four tires simultaneously going flat. His eyes and skin stung.
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It had happened so fast. And at the same time it had seemed to occur in slow motion. Like watching a film or seeing it happen to someone else. Really weird. Maybe that out-of-body sensation was shock. In movies, of course, flipped cars promptly burst into flames.
He took quick stock. Neck and shoulders felt wrenched.
No surprise. The web of seat belts was cutting into his chest and hips. Other than that, he seemed to be unhurt. Shaken, bruised, but nothing serious. He could safely move without risking further injury, and probably the sooner, the better. Reaching around, Mitch fumbled with the clip and unlatched his seat belt.
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He wriggled free of the shoulder strap, landing awkwardly on the ceiling interior. He crawled under the gear box and beneath the passenger side, scrambling out the door. The dry, cold desert air was a jolt.
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Mitch drew in a deep lungful and it tasted as sweet, as fresh as his first ever breath. He was alive. Climbing to his feet, he stumbled up the embankment to the highway.