#Giveaway #HoHoHoHarlequinHolidayExtravaganza Stella Bagwell A Ranger for Christmas

Today starts our third and final week of the holiday blog bash and it's Stella Bagwell's turn to help us celebrate the season with her holiday novel A Ranger for Christmas. Stella is yet another SE author I adore and Linda Lael Miller calls her a master of Cowboy romance and she should know.

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No romance on the job—

Until she meets her new partner!

Arizona park ranger Vivian Hollister is not having a holiday fling with Sawyer Whitehorse—no matter how attracted she is to her irresistible new partner. Not only is a workplace romance taboo, she has a daughter to raise. So why is she starting to feel that the Apache ranger is the one to help carry on her family legacy? A man to have and to hold forever…

“Stella Bagwell is a master of the cowboy romance.” —#1 New York Timesbestselling author Linda Lael Miller

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Stella's Christmas message:

Christmas has always been the most special holiday of the year for me and my family. Growing up as one of five children, we lived in a very modest home and our parents were unable to give us much in the way of material gifts. But that didn’t stop us from having fun. Especially when we made a trek into the woods to cut the prettiest cedar we could find and then decorate it with strings of popcorn and cranberries and whatever store-bought decorations we’d managed to save from Christmases before. At our country school, the holiday was observed with each classroom having a real Christmas tree that was decorated by the students. Everyone would draw names and exchange small gifts, while teachers would pass out stockings filled with fruit and nuts---treats that most of us children didn’t get on a regular basis.


But getting gifts under the tree was only a part of the excitement of the holiday. On Christmas Eve my big brother, who was four years older, would take me outside to watch the night sky—just in case we might get a glimpse of Santa’s sleigh and reindeer. I loved the idea of possibly seeing him flying through the stars, although I wasn’t exactly comfortable with the idea of a man sneaking into the house without us knowing. But logic told me if he was bringing gifts he must surely had to be a nice guy! One year in particular, I woke up to see Santa Claus had brought me a box of crayons, a coloring book, and a baby doll! I decided I must’ve been an extra good little girl to receive so much.


On Christmas day my mother would always cook delicious food that we only had the opportunity to eat that one day out of the year. Like turkey and dressing and real cranberries that popped open as they boiled in the saucepan. Relatives would usually show up to visit and we’d get the extra treat of playing with our cousins.


Many years have passed since those days of my childhood, but those special times will always live in my memory. Since then, I’ve tried to make Christmas just as special for my husband and son by keeping the same traditions I enjoyed as a little girl. Some of them have been more memorable than others. Like when my Siamese cat toppled over the tree and it had to be decorated all over again. And when my son and I strung twinkling lights on Lucy’s, our Blue Tick hound, doghouse.


But in spite of the gift-giving, the traditions, and all the delicious food, I’ve learned that Christmas is really all about being with those you love and sharing the joy of Christ’s birth. This year, as the holiday approaches, I’m feeling the holiday spirit as I stand in long lines at department stores, wrap gifts, and write cards. Yet I’m also nostalgic as I think about all those special Christmas memories of the past. A few months ago, my older brother and sister both unexpectedly passed away within a week of each other, and this will be the first holiday I’ve spent without them. Missing them is tough. But Christmas means hope and love and eternal life. And I’m certain that wherever my siblings are, they’re sharing this holiday season with me.


Merry Christmas to all of you and, however you celebrate this holiday, I hope you have the gift of having your loved ones at your side.

About the author:
The author of over seventy-five titles for Harlequin, Stella Bagwell writes about familes, the West, strong, silent men of honor and the women who love them. She credits her loyal readers and hopes her stories have brightened their lives in some small way. A cowgirl through and through, she recently learned how to rope a steer. Her days begin and end helping her husband on their south Texas ranch. In between she works on her next tale of love. Contact her at stellabagwell@gmail.com

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