Friday, December 13, 2019

International #GIVEAWAY #HoHoHoHarlequinHolidayExtravaganza Sarah Morgan

We're speeding right along and have reached the end of our second week of the holiday bash, I can't think of a better send off to the week than a post by one of my all time favorite authors Sarah Morgan. I started reading Sarah's books way back when I started reviewing for RT Magazine and she was writing for the Harlequin Presents line. Today she writes amazing full length women's fiction.
Sarah is providing a special, close to her heart excerpt from her holiday book and a special Christmas message. She's also offering a very special #Giveaway, details below.
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A Wedding in December
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A Christmas message from Sarah:

A Sarah Morgan Christmas

For me, Christmas is all about family. We lead busy lives, and this is the time we all get together. I love the scents, flavours and routines of Christmas; the comfort of conversation, long walks in crisp, cold weather, snuggling indoors in front of the fire. When I look back to my childhood Christmases, my best memories aren’t about gifts, but about special moments. I remember waking up ridiculously early and trying to persuade my more sensible older sister to wake up too, stepping outside my bedroom in the dark and feeling a lumpy stocking rub against my leg, breathing in the scent of turkey roasting, being charmed by the flicker of delicate fairy lights. It was always a magical time.

Like many families, we have our own traditions, but my favourite is choosing the tree. We go to the forest and I always pick the largest tree possible. It’s usually frosty and cold and we sip hot chocolate to warm up while we argue about which tree is the prettiest shape (and the biggest!). Once home, we decorate it together using an eclectic mix of decorations accumulated from various travels over the years. I confess I also use decorations the children made when they were young. You can’t beat a baked star!

Another tradition for me is writing a Christmas story. I have written a Christmas story every year since I was first published and in many formats, including Medical Romance, Harlequin Presents, a Cosmo red hot read, single title and now standalone fiction. I can’t imagine not writing one. The festive season provides endless scope for exploring drama and conflict in family relationships, and a winter setting creates a cosy intimacy that adds something special to the story. As well as writing, I love to read. As the weather turns colder it’s the perfect time to curl up in front of the fire with a book. Reading is the perfect antidote to seasonal chaos.

However you spend the festive season I wish you health, happiness and wonderful reading.

Love Sarah

In the snowy perfection of Aspen, the White family gathers for youngest daughter Rosie’s whirlwind Christmas wedding. First to arrive are the bride’s parents, Maggie and Nick. Their daughter’s marriage is a milestone they are determined to celebrate wholeheartedly, but they are hiding a huge secret of their own: they are on the brink of divorce. After living apart for the last six months, the last thing they need is to be trapped together in an irresistibly romantic winter wonderland.

Rosie’s older sister, Katie, is also dreading the wedding. Worried that impulsive, sweet-hearted Rosie is making a mistake, Katie is determined to save her sister from herself! If only the irritatingly good-looking best man, Jordan, would stop interfering with her plans…

Bride-to-be Rosie loves her fiancé but is having serious second thoughts. Except everyone has arrived—how can she tell them she’s not sure? As the big day gets closer, and emotions run even higher, this is one White family Christmas none of them will ever forget!

Sarah's excerpt:

Was she making an awful, dreadful, hideous mistake?
What if her sister was right?
Rosie stood in the fitting room of the expensive bridal boutique in downtown Aspen, clutching a wedding dress she no longer wanted to try on.
It was true that none of her previous relationships had exactly been long lasting, but wasn’t that part of being young and growing up? How were you supposed to know a relationship was right if you hadn’t stumbled through a few wrong ones first?
But Katie was right that those relationships had all seemed right at the time.
You, she told her reflection in the mirror, are impetuous, impulsive and a walking disaster.
As a child she’d flitted from one passion to another like a bee searching for nectar. When she was eight, she’d wanted to be a ballerina. At nine, an astronaut. By the age of ten she’d turned to teaching and lined up her dolls in classroom style. And so it went on. She couldn’t help it. She became wildly enthusiastic about something, and then moved on.
Her track record with boyfriends looked much the same.
And now there was Dan who she loved totally and absolutely. But it was true they hadn’t known each other that long.
Did that matter?
She was beginning to wish she hadn’t called her sister. But how could she not have called her?
“How does it look?” Catherine’s excitement penetrated the door. “I think it might be the one. The moment I laid eyes on it, I knew it was perfect. I can’t wait to see it on you, and I can’t wait to see Dan’s face when he sees you wearing it! My son is marrying the woman of his dreams. Oh, I think this might be the best day of my life.”
It was turning into the worst day of hers.
Rosie wanted to claw her way out of the room. “I’m still changing, Catherine.”
She was sure she loved Dan, but how did you actually know? It wasn’t as if there was a blood test you could take. No one was going to sit across from her in a white coat and say yes, you have high levels of love, so I can assure you you’re going to be fine.
Love was a feeling, and if Rosie had learned one thing during her time on the planet it was that feelings were unreliable. Hers certainly were. The fact that her life was filled with clothes she never wore, shoes too uncomfortable to walk in, and old boyfriends that she never called was proof of that.
What if her love for Dan turned out to be as transient as her love for Rollerblading?

About Sarah:
Sarah Morgan is a USA Today and Sunday Times bestselling author of romance and women's fiction. She has sold over 18 million copies of her books and her work has received starred reviews from Publishers Weekly, Library Journal and Booklist.
Sarah lives near London, England with her family and when she isn't writing or reading, she likes to spend time outdoors hiking or riding her mountain bike.

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  1. Well I like the tradition of Sarah's in writing a Christmas story, I certainly enjoy reading them!
    It is a busy time of year, and it's nice to stop and do things with my kids as they get older--usually some baking before the big event!

  2. Christmas is my favorite time of the year, I love the decorations and time with family and the making cookies too. And I just adored A Wedding in December, it was such a wonderful read.

    1. I know right, Sarah just keeps getting better and better

  3. My favorite christmas tradition is going to see the tree at Rockefeller center in NYC

    1. Oh living in the Midwest I've never gotten to see that but I do watch the lighting specials on TV, how wonderful to be able to see it in person

  4. Family is the best part of Christmas and Sarah's book is a great family Christmas story.

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    1. I think it's supposed to be kind of an informal wedding dress

  6. This book sounds really good. I keep seeing it all over the place. I really love the cover.

  7. Ohhh open to all :D

    I love xmas, food family and hehe presents ;)

    1. yes I have a few that are open to all on my bash :) And yes to family friends and presents!

  8. I like decorating for Christmas. This sounds like the right kind of book for this time of year.

  9. I don't really favor one tradition above all. I do love hearing when choosing the tree is someone's tradition because first my mom and then my husband were too allergic to ever get one. The closest I get to a real tree is a fresh wreath for the door. :)

    1. Oh that's too bad Sophia Rose. We also have an artificial tree but it's be choice