A Husband For Christmas. Diana Palmer

      

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      WHITE CHRISTMAS

      CHRISTMAS WITH A RANCHER

      NIGHT FEVER

      ONE NIGHT IN NEW YORK

      BEFORE SUNRISE

      OUTSIDER

      LAWMAN

      HARD TO HANDLE

      FEARLESS

      DIAMOND SPUR

      TRUE COLOURS

      HEARTLESS

      MERCILESS

      TRUE BLUE

      COURAGEOUS

      WYOMING FIERCE

      WYOMING BOLD

      INVINCIBLE

      Coming soon WYOMING STRONG UNTAMED

      The prolific author of more than a hundred books, DIANA PALMER got her start as a newspaper reporter. A multi–New York Times bestselling author and one of the top ten romance writers in America, she has a gift for telling the most sensual tales with charm and humour. Diana lives with her family in Cornelia, Georgia.

      Visit her website at www.DianaPalmer.com

       A Husband for Christmas

      Snow Kisses

      Lionhearted

      Diana Palmer

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      Table of Contents

       Cover

       About the Author

       Title Page

Snow Kisses

       Dedication

1

2

3

4

5

6

7

       8

       9

       10

       11

       12

       Lionhearted

       Dedication

       Prologue

       1

       2

       3

       4

       5

       6

       7

       8

       9

       10

       11

       Endpage

       Copyright

       Snow Kisses

      Diana Palmer

      To the state of Montana, whose greatest natural resource is her people

       1

      The road was little more than a pair of ruts making lazy brown paths through the lush spring grass of southern Montana, and Hank was handling the truck like a tank on maneuvers. But Abby gritted her teeth and didn’t say a word. Hank, in his fifty-plus years, had forgotten more about ranch work than she’d ever learn. And she wasn’t about to put him in a bad temper by asking him to slow down.

      She stared out over the smooth rolling hills where Cade’s white-faced Herefords grazed on new spring grass. Montana. Big Sky country. Rolling grasslands that seemed to go on forever under a canopy of