The Christmas-aholic Book Bundle

Christmas at the Waratah Inn

Christmas is a time for second chances...and for love.

Elizabeth Cranwell's children left home, her husband divorced her and dissolved their shared business, and she's set to spend Christmas alone.Without her husband or the thriving business she spent years of her life building, Elizabeth doesn't know who she is or what to do with her days. She's dreading spending her first Christmas alone when her friends convince her to book a holiday at the Waratah Inn.

This sweet, small-town Christmas story celebrates the camaraderie of a life lived in community and second chances at life and love.

An Emerald Cove Christmas

Cindy’s hosting Christmas, but the Flannigan family has changed in recent years and she’s nervous about how things will go. There’s been a divorce, new members added, stray dogs adopted, heartbreak, romance and even a brand new bouncing baby. Christmas at Cindy’s has the potential to be a delightful family feast, or to set off fireworks that could ruin the entire holiday.

Can this blended family learn to love one another during the Christmas season or will their family be torn apart?

The Billionaire's Email-Order Date

He needs a date for Christmas. She needs the money.A heartwarming, feel-good Christmas romance. You’ll laugh, cry, and fall in love with this touching, emotional and MAGICAL holiday story…Billionaire businessman, Chris Everett, is successful, admired and in charge. Still reeling from his wife's death three years earlier, he's shut himself off to love and life. When he decides to follow his friend’s advice and take an email-order date home for Christmas he has no intention of letting his feelings get involved.Kate Grant is a struggling artist without a family. A snow-white Christmas on a cozy ranch in Montana might be just the thing Kate needs to help her get through the holidays.

A sweet and festive romance about overcoming grief and loss, finding yourself and opening your heart to second chances. Perfect for fans of Debbie Mason, RaeAnne Thayne and Debbie Macomber.

Season of Love

Six orphans, a dark and handsome cowboy, and the woman who must expand her heart to love them at Christmas.Margaret Hutchins has been alone since her parents died of influenza in Chicago a decade earlier. When she moves to Cutter’s Creek in Montana Territory for a fresh start, as the new teacher for the little school, she discovers a cozy community where she’s welcomed and appreciated.

Heath Moore had his heart broken by Charlotte Beaufort years ago, and he’s hesitant to court again. Until, that is, he runs into Margaret just before Christmas – she’s beautiful, intelligent and compassionate. But when she makes a decision that changes her life forever, it threatens to drive a wedge between them.

Enjoy spending a white Christmas in Cutter’s Creek, as a season of love unfolds in the most unlikely way.

Christmas at the Waratah Inn

Elizabeth Cranwell was re-evaluating her life choices. Specifically, the one that resulted in her running alongside the Dee Why lagoon, puffing and wheezing behind her gazelle-like friend, Ivy. 

Flanked on one side by squat residential housing, brick walls in various shades of red and brown, tiled roofs, and tidy timber-slat fencing, she fixed her eyes on the skyline ahead, focusing on each laboured breath as it burst from her lungs.

“Almost there!” trilled Ivy with a glance and smile over her shoulder in Liz’s direction.

Liz couldn’t manage more than an oomph in response.

She was forty-seven years old. When would society allow her to simply give up on these attempts at athleticism? She hadn’t been an athlete in her twenties, and she highly doubted it would happen now.

She tried to say something to that effect, but the wind whipped the words from her mouth and flung them over her shoulder to where Margot huffed behind her. At least she wasn’t as unfit as Margot. That thought dragged a slight smile to the corners of her mouth for a moment, until the beginnings of a stitch twinged on one side of her ribcage, and she grimaced.

The breeze that fluttered over the lagoon cooled her as it lifted the lank hair from her neck. It wasn’t really a lagoon but more of an inlet of sea water that had nowhere to go. A trio of pelicans floated on the lagoon’s surface. One propelled itself forward with strong rhythmic beats of two webbed feet beneath the water’s surface, sending ripples fanning out in the blue ahead of it.

She focused on the pelicans and the blue sky overhead. She noted that there weren’t many clouds, then pivoted to thoughts about how that wasn’t good news for farmers who’d been suffering under a drought for the better part of five years. Still, she mused, it was a pretty day. 

Anything to keep her legs stumbling forward and her mind off the possibility that her heart might explode in her chest at any moment.

She couldn’t stop now. Ivy would never let her live it down. She’d blame the donuts, the white bread, the crispy chips, and they’d never hear the end of it. No, that wouldn’t do. Liz would simply have to keep pushing forward.

She shot Margot a sympathetic look. Her friend’s face was a study in red; sweat poured down either side of it. Her lips were pursed, and she squinted into the morning sun.

“Whose…idea… was this?” grunted Margot, between gulped breaths.

Liz arched an eyebrow. “I thought it was yours.”

“Next time, shoot me,” replied Margot.

Liz chuckled then groaned at the growing pain in her side. She could see the headland and could glimpse the ocean. Not far now. She squeezed her eyes shut and focused on each step, each breath. She could do it. She slammed into Ivy’s back.

“What are you doing?” croaked Ivy, staggering forward.

Liz’s eyes flitted open, and she caught herself before plunging headfirst into the pavement. “Oh, sorry. I was focusing.”

“Next time focus with your eyes open,” complained Ivy, rubbing her back.

Liz stood with her hands on her knees, gasping in air for a few moments until her pulse slowed to a more normal pace, then straightened to take in the view. It really was beautiful. 

Waves curled in slow motion, drawing toward the shore. Sunlight glinted off the azure waters. Seagulls circled and cawed nearby, and green shrubbery clung to the hillside that curved down from where they stood to the beach below.

Margot sat on the footpath; her eyes dull. “Maybe next time we should think about just going to the cafe to catch up.”

Ivy laughed, stretching one foot up behind her until it tapped her taut rear as she raised an arm to counterbalance. “No, this is perfect. I love it out here. So beautiful, and look, the sun is already getting high in the sky. Dawn is the best time to be outside at this time of year.”

Liz walked to the railing that ran around the headland and leaned her elbows on the timber. She adjusted her sunglasses and breathed in the sea air. It was almost worth the pain. 

Almost.

Ivy joined her. “What are you doing for Christmas this year?”

“Um… not sure yet. You?”

Ivy shrugged. “Steve and I are going to visit the kids.” All three of Ivy’s grown children lived in the Blue Mountains where Ivy and Steve had raised them. The two of them had decided to move somewhere warmer after their children, who she still called the kids, left home. 

“That sounds nice.”

“Will you visit David or Danita?” asked Ivy.

Liz’s son, David, was studying architecture in Melbourne and her daughter, Danita lived in London, and worked for a large accounting firm there. She hadn’t seen either of her children in months and was trying hard not to feel blue about it. David had only left home that year to attend university. She’d been hoping he’d pick a school in Sydney, but he’d chosen to move interstate, leaving her alone in the big and now very quiet house where she’d raised them.

“I haven’t spoken to David about Christmas yet. I’m assuming he’ll come here, but Danita’s going skiing with a group of friends in Austria, so I won’t be able to see her this year for Christmas I’m afraid. As you know, Mum and Dad are in Cairns, and I would visit them but they’re going on some kind of safari…”

Margot slipped into the space between Liz and Ivy. She struggled to get one foot up onto the railing, then proceeded to stretch her leg, both hands angling toward her upturned foot, her face contorted. “I’m sorry to hear that, Liz.” She grunted then exhaled a sharp breath. “At least you have David.”

Liz nodded. At least she had her son. Her husband was an entirely different matter. Ex-husband now—she still hadn’t gotten used to saying it. After all, they’d been married for twenty-three years, separated for two and divorced for one. It was hard to believe it was over, that she was a single woman in her late forties. She’d never thought she’d find herself in that situation, because they’d been the couple everyone knew would last. 

They’d even built an architecture firm together. Cranwell Design had a stellar reputation around Sydney. They’d worked together and raised a family together over two decades, and now he was living with the woman she’d hired as her associate. 

“What will you do this year?” Liz asked Margot.

Margot smiled. “We’re flying to New Zealand to see Frank’s family. But we’re headed back the day after Christmas. Can’t stay too long, things get a bit heated on that side of the family I’m afraid. Frank is keen to come home and relax for the new year before we both have to head back to work.”

By the time she’d caught her breath, Liz was dismayed to see Ivy jogging back in the direction they’d come. With a groan, she pushed her tired legs to follow her friend. At least there’d be steaming hot coffee and croissants when they got there. It was her favourite part of their weekly catch up.

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