by Lynda Simmons
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BLURB:
One minute Maxine Henley
is the happy bride-to-be and the next she’s the girl who gets dumped over the
phone. Max has never believed in magic and fairy’s tales, but if wearing a love
charm can warm her fiancé’s cold feet, she’s happy to stuff that little wooden
heart next to her own and wait. The charm came with a promise that the right
man will find her, guaranteed, but how can that happen when her teenage crush
Sam O’Neal keeps getting in the way!
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My Review:
I really enjoyed this novel: romantic, sweet, magical but is also fun.
The story is set in a small country town in Virginia, Schomberg: Maxine Henley was born and raised here and then moved to New York. She decides to introduce her future husband Peter to her mother before the wedding and comes home for a weekend. Unfortunately Peter is not sure of his feelings and the marriage is annulled. In addition to overcome the sorrow of abandonment, must deal with the gossip of the small town she has always hated. She finds herself also out of work: was the designer for Peter and he does not want to see her. In her help comes Sam O 'Neal, an old childhood friend, her closest friend. Will he be able to fix the wounded heart of Maxine?
The characters are well defined and attractive. I love Sam O 'Neal: is a charming man, gentle, helpful, understanding, the ideal guy. Maxine is a brave woman, sensitive, very concrete but at the same time is fascinated by the magic and spells. At the party, just arrived, she is given a little heart, a kind of witch says that is a love spell that will help you find the right man. Will it work?
It 's a short read, enjoyable, very well written, with a pace really addictive, once you start you can not put it down
I recommend it to those who love the romance
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EXCERPT:
“Excuse me,
miss,” a male voice said. “I seem to have lost my phone number. Could I have
yours?”
Max smiled. She’d
know that voice anywhere. She just hadn’t expected to hear it in Schomberg.
“Your lines don’t get any better with age, O’Neal,” she said, stuffing the
charm into her back pocket as she turned around.
“I’m a little out
of practice.” He grinned and stepped from the shadows. “How are you, Max?”
“Better now,” she said, meaning it.
Sam O’Neal had been the boy next door, her
older brother’s best friend and the one voted most likely to get out of
Schomberg. She’d had a crush on him once, the kind of heart-pounding,
breath-stealing obsession that fifteen year-old girls do so well. Watching him
come toward her now, she wondered if it was her imagination or perhaps some
trick of the light that made him look even better than she remembered.
Max moistened her
lips even as she felt the faint shift in her shoulders, the tiny flicker of
awareness that was as unexpected as it was inappropriate. This was Sam, after
all. The one who didn’t think twice about taking her baby-sitting money in a
poker game, or daring her to steal peaches from the Jenkins’s’ orchard, and
turned out to be the best friend she’d ever known.
“I can’t believe
you’re here,” she said, rising up on her toes to wrap her arms around his neck.
“And without even a hint of elf anywhere.”
“I hid until they ran out of size eleven curly
toes.”
She looked up
into his eyes and for the first time was glad she’d made the trip. “I have
missed you,” she said softly.
“Me too,” he said, kissing her on the cheek,
the way any friend might, and pulling her close for a hug. She held on tight,
feeling the strength of his hands on her back, the hard wall of his chest
against her breasts and a warmth from both that reached through her fine cotton
tank top, making her shiver. She started to step back and wondered for one
brief moment if he would stop her, maybe hold on a moment longer, and what she
would do if he did.
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Lynda Simmons is
a writer by day, college instructor by night and a late sleeper on weekends.
She grew up in Toronto reading Greek mythology, bringing home stray cats and
making up stories about bodies in the basement. From an early age, her family
knew she would either end up as a writer or the old lady with a hundred cats.
As luck would have it, she married a man with allergies so writing it was.
With two
daughters to raise, Lynda and her husband moved into a lovely two storey
mortgage in Burlington, a small city on the water just outside Toronto. While
the girls are grown and gone, Lynda and her husband are still there. And yes,
there is a cat – a beautiful, if spoiled, Birman. If you’d like to read the
legend of Birman cats click here. If you’d like a link to allergy relief, click
here.
When she’s not
writing or teaching, Lynda gives serious thought to using the treadmill in her
basement. Fortunately, she’s found that if she waits long enough, something
urgent will pop up and save her - like a phone call or an e-mail or a whistling
kettle. Or even that cat just looking for a little more attention!
Website
www.lyndasimmons.com
Twitter
@LyndaMSimmons
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