Season of Desire (Trilogy Bundle)

By Melissa F. Hart

Season of Desire

Season of Desire is a trilogy of three amazing different stories. Although each of the stories is complete, books in this trilogy need to be read in order.

Book One: A Husband for Christmas

Maeve fled the cold of Chicago for the sunny tropical climes of Miami in the hopes of starting a new life after suffering from the loss of her husband in a top secret mission gone wrong. But one day, the man she thought was dead appears on the doorstep of her flower shop. Can she forgive him for staying away and leaving her in an agony of grief for almost two years? And will she finally get what she thought she’d lost forever – “a husband for Christmas”?

Book Two: New Year’s Surprise

Beautiful Sasha is having the time of her life living for today. With the family madness of Christmas behind her, she is looking forward to New Years Eve and its festivities. But the hot guy – a fellow party lover - she thought she was spending New Years Eve with suddenly turns up on the arm of her gorgeous cousin. Irritated and only vaguely hurt, she is surprised when the guy from upstairs, a boring accountant she’d never considered dating in a million years, asks her out. Reacting out of her frustration with her suddenly ex-boy toy, Sasha accepts Mr. Boring’s invitation only to find out he’s not so boring after all.

Book Three: Winter Passion

A Floridian, born and bred, Gina has never seen snow before. But when her suddenly engaged best friend gifts her with tickets to a winter get-away in Europe, how can she refuse? But, in Europe, she is suddenly confronted with her friend’s gorgeous brother, the man she’s had a crush on for most of her adult life. In the winter wonderland of Wales, unexpected love and desire flare between two people who’ve always known each other but soon learn that a familiar fire burns the longest and best.

• Language: English
• Publisher: MFH Ink Publishing
• Release date: Mar 1, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301185894

Melissa F. Hart

I started writing romance fiction since I was 16 years old. I'm now a published writer thanks to the wonderful world of ebooks.I live in Canada and I love the winter months. As you can see, I wrote several books related to the winter holidays.I'm not represented by an agent and I'm a proud indie. I have learned how to create websites and edit images, design book covers, etc. All my books and what you see on this website I have created myself.I'm currently a certified accountant but my dream is to be a full-time independent writer of hot erotic romance books.

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Season of Desire

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Books in the series

A Husband for Christmas - Volume 1

New Year surprise - Volume 2

Winter Passion - Volume 3

Season of Desire - Trilogy

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Synopsis

Book One: A Husband for Christmas

Maeve fled the cold of Chicago for the sunny tropical climes of Miami in the hopes of starting a new life after suffering from the loss of her husband in a top secret mission gone wrong. But one day, the man she thought was dead appears on the doorstep of her flower shop. Can she forgive him for staying away and leaving her in an agony of grief for almost two years? And will she finally get what she thought she’d lost forever – a husband for Christmas?

Book Two: New Year’s Surprise

Beautiful Sasha is having the time of her life living for today. With the family madness of Christmas behind her, she is looking forward to New Years Eve and its festivities. But the hot guy – a fellow party lover - she thought she was spending New Years Eve with suddenly turns up on the arm of her gorgeous cousin. Irritated and only vaguely hurt, she is surprised when the guy from upstairs, a boring accountant she’d never considered dating in a million years, asks her out. Reacting out of her frustration with her suddenly ex-boy toy, Sasha accepts Mr. Boring’s invitation only to find out he’s not so boring after all.

Book Three: Winter Passion

A Floridian, born and bred, Gina has never seen snow before. But when her suddenly engaged best friend gifts her with tickets to a winter get-away in Europe, how can she refuse? But, in Europe, she is suddenly confronted with her friend’s gorgeous brother, the man she’s had a crush on for most of her adult life. In the winter wonderland of Wales, unexpected love and desire flare between two people who’ve always known each other but soon learn that a familiar fire burns the longest and best.

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Table of Contents

A Husband for Christmas

1 - Chapter one

1 - Chapter two

1 - Chapter three

1 - Chapter four

New Year Surprise

2 - Chapter one

2 - Chapter two

2 - Chapter three

Winter Passion

3 - Chapter one

3 - Chapter two

3 - Chapter three

3 - Chapter four

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A Husband for Christmas

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Chapter one

The ice cream truck turned onto Maeve’s street playing a tinny and slightly mad version of Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer. She looked up from her crouch in her front garden, watching the bright yellow truck cruise further into her cul-de-sac, Christmas songs blaring. On the street, blinds parted, curtains moved aside. Then doors opened, ejecting children and a few adults into the blazing Sunday afternoon toward the ice cream truck.

Sweat dripped from the back of Maeve’s neck as she dug holes for the new row of purple pansies she’d just bought from the gardening store. The Miami sun slipped under her white blouse, searing into her back. Even in the extremes of Chicago she’d never been this hot. But she didn’t mind the heat. With her curly brown hair held at the top of her head in a fluffy ponytail and the white shirt doing its best to deflect the burning rays of the sun, she figured she was doing pretty well. Two days until Christmas. Incredible.

She looked at the ice cream truck with sudden longing. Ice cream at Christmastime. The last time she’d indulged in that particular pleasure was in Chicago, in a much different version of the holidays, with snow falling outside the windows of her small apartment and her husband snuggled next to her in front of the crackling fireplace while they shared a tub of chocolate chip cherry ice cream. Maeve remembered the feel of his big hand on her bare thigh, warm and resting casually there, a promise of more sensual pleasures in the deeper night to come.

Her husband. Her Jacob.

Maeve watched the children and felt another pang, unaccountable and sharp. One of those could have been hers. Hers and Jacob’s. But he’d never lived past their second anniversary and he had insisted on waiting until he was in a less dangerous division of his job at the CIA before they started a family. Some days she regretted that. If she had had his baby, at least she would now have a piece of him to keep close to her.

Maeve wiped her gloved wrist across her forehead and stood up with a sigh, pushing aside the useless thoughts. Her husband was gone. There was nothing she could do about it. Never mind she’d told herself the same thing nearly every day for almost three years. The words didn’t make her feel any better now than they had in the past. She still missed Jacob with an ache that still took her breath away.

But the rebellious Miami sun made her slightly less unhappy, made her sometimes forget what she had never been able to in the wintry city she’d lived in for most of her life. Where she’d lived with Jacob. Her darling. Her love.

Hey, Maeve!

One of her neighbors, Cecily, called out from across the little cul-de-sac. As was usual for a Sunday afternoon, Cecily was still in her bathrobe, drinking coffee from the cow shaped mug that was part of her weekend costume.

Hi, Cecily. She waved back, smiling.

Your marigolds look fantastic every time I see them, Cecily said, keeping an eye on her six-year-old who waited impatiently in line behind over half a dozen kids for his turn at the ice cream truck’s window.

She was a single mother who worked a high paying executive job during the week and devoted all her weekends to her child. She strolled down her short driveway toward Maeve.

It’s like you cast a spell over those plants or something, Cecily said.

Maeve grinned. No spell, just add water and nutrients.

And a God-given green thumb. Cecily sipped from her giant coffee mug. I need to stop by your shop after the New Year and pick up a few arrangements for the office. Some clients need impressing.

"I’d love that. And drop by this week if you need anything else for the holidays. I’m working