Matilda ‘Tilly’ Carter has had the week from hell – and now, with all trains cancelled, it looks like Christmas will be too! With a mascara-streaked face, a broken heel and nowhere to go, there’s never been a worse time to run into the man who once broke her heart. Especially when he looks better than ever.
The one that got away...
For Dean, Christmas has always been hard. The Tilly standing before him is no longer the firecracker of his memories—even if the way she makes his heart race hasn’t changed at all. He is determined to uphold the promise that kept them apart nine years ago. But spending a cosy Christmas with Tilly would break a better man and each accidental touch, heated look and stolen kiss is taking its toll on Dean.
After all this time, can the magic of Christmas bring Tilly and Dean together at last?
Aurelia B. Rowl lives on the edge of the Peak District in the UK with her understanding husband, their two fantastic children and their mad rescue mutt. She regularly wows them with her curious, hastily thrown together meals whenever she gets too caught up with her latest writing project... or five!... and has developed the fine art of ignoring the housework.
Brad Steel is in love. Daphne Wade is more than just his wife-to-be and the mother of his unborn child. She’s his destiny. Fate brought them together, and he vows to protect her. His determination doesn’t waver when he learns a secret about his bride—a secret she herself doesn’t know.
For the first time in a while, everything seems to be in sync for Daphne. She has loving parents, good friends, a man who adores her, a beautiful child growing inside her, and freedom from her anxiety and depression.
But is it an illusion?
When Brad is thrown into his family business sooner than he anticipates, he must divide his time among growing his legacy, keeping secrets, and solving unforeseen crimes. He’ll do anything to ensure Daphne’s safety and sanity.
Anything…no matter the cost.
Who would want to harm Discworld's most beloved icon? Very few things are held sacred in this twisted, corrupt, heartless—and oddly familiar—universe, but the Hogfather is one of them. Yet here it is, Hogswatchnight, that most joyous and acquisitive of times, and the jolly, old, red-suited gift-giver has vanished without a trace. And there's something shady going on involving an uncommonly psychotic member of the Assassins' Guild and certain representatives of Ankh-Morpork's rather extensive criminal element. Suddenly Discworld's entire myth system is unraveling at an alarming rate. Drastic measures must be taken, which is why Death himself is taking up the reins of the fat man's vacated sleigh . . . which, in turn, has Death's level-headed granddaughter, Susan, racing to unravel the nasty, humbuggian mess before the holiday season goes straight to hell and takes everyone along with it.