Deceitful Appearances (Trilogy Bundle)

By Melissa F. Hart

Book One : Holiday Interlude

Danielle accompanies her best friend Alondra on a skiing holiday in the Swiss Alps, intending to cheer up her friend after her recent breakup. However, their mutual interest in the ski instructor could lead her to choose between their friendship and her desires.

Book Two: Getting Over Him

Alondra is determined to forget her selfish, self-centered ex-boyfriend, and Lucas seems likely to be the perfect candidate for that, however she unknowingly signs up for a lot more than a simple roll between the sheets.

Book Three: Returning Home

Should she return home or go with her newly found love? Does he care enough to actually want her too? Or is she just a simple holiday romance, that’s best to leave as is? Both Danielle and Alondra face this decision as their holiday comes to a close, with their choices revealing previously unknown facets of the men they choose to love.

• Language: English
• Publisher: MFH Ink Publishing
• Release date: Mar 3, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301696994

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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Deceitful Appearances

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Books in the series

Holiday Interlude - Volume 1

Getting Over Him - Volume 2

Returning Home - Volume 3

Deceitful Appearances - Trilogy

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Synopsis

Book One : Holiday Interlude

Danielle accompanies her best friend Alondra on a skiing holiday in the Swiss Alps, intending to cheer up her friend after her recent breakup. However, their mutual interest in the ski instructor could lead her to choose between their friendship and her desires.

Book Two: Getting Over Him

Alondra is determined to forget her selfish, self-centered ex-boyfriend, and Lucas seems likely to be the perfect candidate for that, however she unknowingly signs up for a lot more than a simple roll between the sheets.

Book Three: Returning Home

Should she return home or go with her newly found love? Does he care enough to actually want her too? Or is she just a simple holiday romance, that’s best to leave as is? Both Danielle and Alondra face this decision as their holiday comes to a close, with their choices revealing previously unknown facets of the men they choose to love.

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Table of Contents

Holiday Interlude

Getting Over Him

Returning Home

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Holiday Interlude

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Danielle trekked through the fine white snow of the Swiss Alps. The cumbersome skis and puffy snow-gear only served to irritate her. Their unusual fit and cumbersome design caused her to stagger somewhat as she made her way from the ski lift to the baby slopes.

She trudged along behind her best friend, Alondra, heading for her first-ever skiing lesson, still unable to comprehend what had come over her when she had agreed to undertake this trip. Sports were not for her. Not even in high school had she managed to find a suitable sport, and somehow a sport where she had to balance herself on two thin strips of wood seemed an even more unlikely fit. But Alondra had requested her presence and company on this holiday, and she had been too concerned about her friend’s emotional state to turn her down. However, had she known Alondra would be insistent on her participating in all of the local activities, she most certainly would have declined and stayed home. But then again, it was approaching Christmas, and she had always believed no one should be alone around Christmas, even less so in a foreign country.

Setting her resolve, she hiked up the skis again and followed her friend’s trail. She had a lesson with some foreign instructor, who in all likelihood could barely speak English proficiently enough to be understood. Alondra had been insistent on the lessons when Danielle had let it slip that she could not ski. Alondra believed Danielle needed to push her boundaries more, that it would be good for her to learn something new. Hence, she found herself dressed to the hilt in rented gear, her eyes straining from the sheer amount of whiteness surrounding them.

Danielle liked her comfort zone; she saw no need to put herself directly in harm’s way, which was exactly what her participation in sports resulted in.

A few yards away, Alondra came to a marker and slowed down to a halt. Danielle sighed in relief as she caught up with her friend, who was resting on the ends of her skis as she looked out over the almost flat expanse of snow.

A group of people moved about slowly on their skis, their exuberance making up for their lack of skill as they started gathering in a group off to the side. A person dressed bulkily in snow gear approached them and addressed Alondra. From his voice she could determine he was English, and from Alondra’s response it was clear that he was the instructor. He turned his attention toward Danielle. Dark glasses covered his eyes and the gear surrounding his face made it difficult to discern his features; however he smiled warmly and indicated her to follow him.

Danielle took up her position along a group of about ten others and was shown how to adjust the bootjacks on their skis, and how to fasten them properly, ensuring they locked in place. They were then shown how to stand correctly with their knees slightly bent before being shown how to push-off.

Their instructor had a surprisingly calm demeanor with a large English vocabulary, which should not have been surprising as he had a distinct British accent. American accents were easy for her to place. He did not have the cockney associated with the Irish or the drawl associated with the Scottish. However, his pronunciation placed him from somewhere within the British Isles, possibly around London. He had strong facial features, with his slight stubble indicating dark hair. He was also older than she had expected an instructor to be, having noticed some of the younger employees at dinner the evening before, flirting with some of the girls.

His manner managed to make her less aware of her lack of skills. The others learning to ski were just as unstable on their skis as she was, which made the environment less demanding, more centered on achieving something than competing against each other to see who was the best.

They were each given a turn to push-off before coming to a halt a few yards down the strip of snow. The push-off hardly posed a challenge; it was stopping that led to her tumbling. Danielle was thankful her fall was cushioned by soft snow.

Several falls later, she simply righted herself in the snow and remained sitting there, releasing a frustrated sigh when the instructor came up to her. He lifted his dark glasses from his eyes, his gaze capturing hers as he smiled slightly and shook his head before extending his hand toward her. Enamored by his dark brown eyes, she instinctively responded and took hold of his hand, allowing him to pull her upright again. His hold on her remained until she managed to find her balance. Slow down, you move too sudden.

He moved slightly to brush some snow from her suit, his action causing her to become even more aware of his proximity. His hands settled on her hips, before he continued, Move slowly, sudden movements jolt the skis.

A bolt of awareness shot through her. His touch scorched her through the layers of clothing. The sensations remained even after he had removed