Christmas In Mustang Creek. Linda Lael Miller

      

      No one does the holidays like Linda Lael Miller, whose Christmas novels have warmed the hearts of millions of readers the world over!

      Charlotte Morgan grew up in Mustang Creek, Wyoming, and couldn’t wait to escape to the big city. But life in New York isn’t as fabulous as she’d like to admit—she’s lonely, doing a job she doesn’t love and dating too many frogs she meets online.

      There was one potential prince, though—Jaxon Locke, a veterinarian with definite possibilities—but his move to Idaho to fill in at his dad’s vet practice ended things just as they were getting interesting. What Charlotte doesn’t know is that he misses her, more than he expected…

      Meanwhile, Charlotte’s great-aunt Geneva—the woman who raised her—needs to enter an assisted-living facility. So, just before Christmas, Charlotte moves back home. When Jax catches wind of her move back West, he’s determined to get to Wyoming and do whatever it takes to win her back.

      Christmas in Mustang Creek is a magical time in a magical place, not least because of a mysterious visitor named Mrs. Klozz. She knows that love is the greatest gift of all, and she’s ready to help out Santa by giving these two a push in the right direction!

      Christmas in Mustang Creek

      Linda Lael Miller

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      Dear Friends,

      It’s Christmas in Mustang Creek and you’re invited to join the celebration! You’ll catch glimpses of some of your favorite characters from The Marriage Pact, The Marriage Charm and The Marriage Season, and make some new book friends, as well.

      Charlotte Morgan, somewhat at loose ends after losing her high-paying, high-profile job in New York City, has come home to Mustang Creek to look after her aunt, Geneva, and the family home, a charming old Victorian in need of some TLC. Imagine her chagrin when the first person she runs into is Jaxon “Jax” Locke, the handsome veterinarian she used to love. When they wind up sharing a hotel room due to a raging blizzard—separate beds, please—the adventure begins.

      Christmas in Mustang Creek is a magical story in many ways—for instance, what about the mysterious Millicent Klozz, the white-haired cooking genius of a housekeeper nobody remembers hiring?

      And then there are the animals, always a favorite element in my stories.

      The tree is decorated and sparkling with a thousand points of light. There’s a fire crackling on the hearth, and snow is drifting past the windows. Sit right down, have one of Mrs. Klozz’s delicious cookies and get ready to share in the joys of Christmas, Mustang Creek style.

      With love,

      For all those who believe in magic.

      Contents

       Cover

       Back Cover Text

       Title Page

      Dear Reader

       Dedication

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       Epilogue

       Extract

       Copyright

       1

      Charlotte Morgan shouldn’t have checked her bag for the flight from New York to Wyoming. Her layover in Denver had already been far longer than planned because of a storm that was coming in from the West Coast, and now she was—finally—waiting by a luggage carousel at the Cheyenne airport. And waiting... As her friend Karin always said, there were two kinds of luggage—carry-on and lost. And hers appeared to be of the lost variety.

      December 21 meant it was almost the festive season, but her spirits were definitely on the low side.

      This airport mess was typical of the dismal way her luck had been running lately.

      Let’s see. She’d had to arrange