Christmas Awakening (Return to Jenkins Cove Book 2) by Ann Voss Peterson

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Return to Jenkins Cove Christmas… Ghosts… Mystery… Romance… Something evil lurks in the charming small town of Jenkins Cove. When Sophie Caldwell devotes a room in her B&B to communicating with spirits, dangerous secrets rise to the surface, and the lives of three couples will never be the same. Christmas Awakening, by Ann Voss Peterson When Marie Leonard returns to Jenkins Cove for her father’s funeral, she never expects to rekindle her romance with billionaire recluse Brandon Drake…nor to be haunted by the ghost of his dead wife. Return to Jenkins Cove: Christmas Spirit… Christmas Awakening… Christmas Delivery… To get the whole story, read all three! Excerpt from Christmas Awakening: Marie closed her eyes, her lids swollen and hot. Ten years ago, her father had helped her put her life in perspective. He’d hugged away her tears in that stiff-backed way he had. He’d encouraged her to get away from Drake House and make the life she deserved. Without him, she felt lost. If only she could talk to him about her stirred-up feelings for Brandon. Maria knew what her father would say. He would tell her to get away from Drake House. The same thing he’d told her ten years ago. Too bad she couldn’t follow his advice this time. Not until she found out who killed him. Not until she brought his murderer to justice. She reached to the top of the desk and snapped on the ancient transistor radio she remembered her father using to listen to his beloved Orioles on summer nights. She turned her attention to the last desk drawer. “I’ll Be Home for Christmas” drifted over the airwaves. Great. Here she was. Home for Christmas. Except the only person she had to come home to was gone. Taken away forever. She turned the dial. Static took over. Fabulous. Marie twisted the knob. Now she couldn’t get a signal at all. She rubbed a hand over her eyes. She was too tired for this. Maybe she should get some sleep and finish going through the desk tomorrow. She reached up to switch the radio off. Shadows of a voice rustled among the white noise. “Murder.” Marie jerked her hand back. “Murder.” There it was again. A whisper rising from the static… “Marie.”

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