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Time to share some Christmas in July love. Check out my 1.99 ebook novella : The Faberge Secret  BLURB: Elise Goodwin finds herself faced with danger when she learns the Faberge egg she's bought belongs to a Russian mogul, Dimitri Romanov, but is Dimitri playing a game with Elise's heart to get his heirloom back? Elise Goodwin runs a heritage museum in Brattleboro, Vermont. She travels to Boston to buy some items for her museum at Sotheby's auction. What she acquires is a delicious surprise that would excite any curator – a Faberge egg. Enter Russian businessman Dimitri Romanov. He goes to the auction with the intent of buying the egg only to discover that Elise is in possession of it. His dilemma? He's attracted to the petite brunette with doe-like eyes and a trusting disposition. REVIEWS: 5 STARS, Celia Yeary, Author You will thoroughly enjoy this fast-paced tale of danger, a mystery, and a satisfying conclusion.Elise and Dimitri make sparks fly! Sue Perkins, Author The Faberge Secret exceeded my expectations. Definitely worth reading more than once. It is such a good book. 5 Hearts, Sizzling Hot Book Reviews As the love story thicken, the suspense heightens and it won't let your eyes leave the page. I recommend The Faberge Secret to all of the romance readers. Even if you have never read romance, The Faberge Secret would be a great place to start. 4 Stars, Manic Readers "A satisifying read." 4 Stars, Night Owl Book Reviews The Faberge Secret is a fast paced, delightful adventure with plenty of love and adventure sprinkled in for spice. 3.5 Stars, Long & Short Reviews "All this suspense had me flying through the pages so quickly I was able to read the book in one sitting." BOOK TRAILER: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nf5ujOoDRXs ENJOY THIS EXCERPT: Brattleboro, VT, setting for the Faberge Secret She bit her lower lip. If she didn't take a chance now, would her life be filled with what- ifs and regrets? Yes, John had hurt her, but she was still alive. Dare she believe in romance again? Dimitri paused next to her room, beside the door. "If you have the time..." she began, knowing it was now or never. "And if you don't have to go back to Russia right away, I'd be honored to have you share Christmas with my family." "I'd be happy to." His gaze was as soft as a caress. He reached out and tucked a stray tendril of hair behind her ear. Then slowly, he curved his hand around the nape of her neck and moved closer so there was no space between them. Their lips skirted each other's, teasing, tempting... until Dimitri's mouth finally captured hers in a drugging kiss. His lips were firm and persuasive. He smelled of soap and sandalwood. Something intense flared within her, and she fisted her hands around the lapels of his coat. Her body betrayed her desire. His erection pressed against her thigh. All of a sudden, an all-crushing fear consumed her. He was hard for her. It was too soon, too fast. She broke the kiss and pushed him away. "Elise--" Dimitri began. "Umph!" Elise's heart jumped. She swung around and looked at the door. It stood ajar. "Lucy!" Elise forgot all about Dimitri's kiss and rushed inside with him right behind her. Concern spiked within her the second she saw Lucy. Her friend's hands and feet were tied to a chair, and a gag was in her mouth. The room had been trashed. Their suitcases had been turned over; their clothes and books tossed haphazardly about. Fear knotted inside Elise. She rushed to the chair and took off Lucy's gag. Dimitri untied the knots at Lucy's feet, concern for her friend evident in his eyes. Elise was thrilled that Dimitri had helped her with no hesitation or reservations. "What happened?" Elise asked. "Who did this?" "They were looking for the egg," Lucy said. She glanced at Dimitri, but instead of her earlier resistance to him, gratefulness filled her gaze. Dimitri froze and glanced up, his stare drilling into Elise. "Egg? A Faberge egg?" Elise loosened one of the ropes around Lucy's hand and looked at Dimitri, perplexed. "What do you know about Faberge eggs?" He muttered something in Russian, finished untying the knot around Lucy's other ankle, and stood, straightening his shoulders. "That's what I lost. What I've been looking for -- my Faberge egg." BUY LINKS: AMAZON KINDLE: http://www.amazon.com/The-Faberge-Secret-ebook/dp/B006LTE2ZS/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&... B&N NOOK: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-faberge-secret-stephanie-burkhart/1105070465... PUBLISHER'S LINK: http://stores.desertbreezepublishing.com/-strse-236/The-Faberge-Secret-Stephanie... FIND ME ON THE WEB AT: WEBSITE: http://www.stephanieburkhart.com TWITTER: http://twitter.com/StephBurkhart FACEBOOK: https://www.facebook.com/StephanieBurkhartAuthor GOOD READS: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4031660.Stephanie_Burkhart YOU TUBE CHANNEL: http://www.youtube.com/user/botrina?feature=mhee PINTEREST: http://pinterest.com/sgburkhart/    |
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