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Love, Me: A Christmas Wish Novel

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Will a Christmas wish bring two lonely hearts together and give a little girl the family she’s always wanted?

Single parent, Grace Donovan arrives in the small town of Emerson with the hope a trial program at the local cancer clinic will be the answer to prolonging her young daughter’s life. She doesn’t expect to fall for her handsome boss.

As principal of Emerson Elementary, Kyle Roberts is aware of the students’ medical issues and his heart goes out to little Cassie Donovan and her mother. When he learns Grace needs a job, he fabricates a childcare program, and is pleasantly surprised by its success. Now, if only he could help Cassie’s recovery and get Grace to give him a chance before she learns of his duplicity.

Cassie Donovan barely remembers the father who died when she was just a toddler, but she does know her mother is sad. Even though Cassie wants a puppy more than anything, she gives up her wish to ask for a daddy from Santa Claus, that way if she gets sick again, Mommy won’t be alone.

This Christmas, two families are brought together by a Christmas wish and a child’s need for a miracle.


“Hello, I’m Principal Roberts and you must be Cassie’s mom.” He grinned at Cassie. “I’m glad you could make it.”

She gazed up at him like a deer caught in headlights. “You are?”

His heart melted. She was so earnest; a tiny girl with an ancient soul. He ignored her mother for the moment to crouch down to Cassie’s eye level, though he was tangibly aware of the watchful woman hovering nearby.

“Can I tell you a secret?” he asked.

She looked up at her mom before hesitantly nodding, curiosity creasing her brow. “O… kay.”

“Well, the truth is, I don’t know very much about dogs and cats. I’ve never had one and they make me nervous. Do you think you could help my daughter, Avery, take care of the puppy pen?” He rose and gestured to the temporary white picket fenced enclosure that had been constructed in the center of the floor. Puppies yelped and jumped, grabbing ears and tumbling over each other in enthusiastic play.

Her eyes grew wide with excitement. She tugged on her mom’s hand. “Can I, Mom? Please?”

“I don’t—”

Just as his idea was about to get shot down, Avery came to the rescue. She danced across the room and under his arm. “Hi, Cassie, isn’t this the coolest?” She glanced up at Kyle. “Daddy, I’m thirsty.”

“Code for ‘I need some money’,” he said, pulling out his wallet. He handed over five dollars but didn’t let go when she made a grab for it. “Milk, not juice, and you can get one for Cassie, too, if she’s allowed?”

Cassie’s mom’s lips quirked, her gaze knowing as it rested briefly on his face, creating a spark in his chest like a lick of lightning.

“We weren’t planning on staying for long,” she murmured, but her daughter’s crestfallen expression changed her mind. “You can go, as long as you stick with Avery. Is that all right, Avery?”

She nodded and grasped Cassie’s hand; a mini-mom. “Yes, ma’am. C’mon, Cassie, the puppies are soooo cute!”

The girls raced away without a backward look, leaving Kyle feeling strangely awkward with the enigmatic Mrs. Donovan. He dealt with parents daily. Some were loving and had their child’s best interests at heart, while others—his gaze went to Ms. Bigalow chatting with a few of the other parents—were more concerned with his pension plan.

“Are you needed elsewhere?” Mrs. Donovan asked, following his gaze, her chin unconsciously rising as though she was used to being left behind.

He shook his head, dislodging a curl that flopped over his forehead. He needed a haircut, if he could ever get a spare minute to call his own. “Nope, I’m all yours.” His neck got hot at her raised brow. “Not literally, of course,” he hurried to clarify. Great, she was probably ready to yank her kid out of his school now. “I mean, I was just supposed to drop in to check on things but got roped into helping out for a few hours. And you?”

She looked confused for a moment, and who could blame her, then broke into a light laugh that captivated him. “Well, I had a strenuous day of housework planned, but I think it can wait.” She watched Cassie and Avery skip to the puppy pen with containers of milk in hand. “Thank you,” she said. “Cassie is withdrawn. This will be good for her.”

He stared at her. There was a story behind those words, but he didn’t want to pry. Instead, he directed her to a table laden with mini cakes, cookies, squares, and a couple of hardworking coffee urns. “Join me?”

She hesitated, much as her daughter had done earlier, then nodded. “I could use a coffee, our machine broke this morning.”

Instant sympathy welled up. He’d be a wreck without his morning cuppa.

He led the way, conscious of her presence behind him as he greeted one parent and nodded to another. When they reached the table, he pulled a mug from the tray and poured her a cup. “I hope you like it strong,” he said, handing it over and getting a zing from her fingertips as his reward. “I’m almost sure the cook worked on a chuckwagon in another life.”

She took a careful sip and made an appreciative hum that shot straight to his gut. “Any chance he delivers?”

No, but Kyle would be happy to. “He’s a she and that’s not all she’s good at. Wait until you try the chili, it’s, shall we say, memorable.”

She smiled, her shoulders relaxing for the first time since they’d met. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

“Well, we’ve made it to the first date,” he teased, raising his mug. “Is it time for a name exchange?” He held out his hand, again. “Kyle Roberts, very nice to meet you.” Truer words had never been said.

She eyed his hand, then slid her fingers—no rings—into his. “Hello, Kyle Roberts. I’m Grace.”

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 Because the true power is love!

Jacquie Biggar

My heroes are tough, alpha males who know what they want. That is until they get gob-smacked by heroines who are strong, contemporary women willing to show them what they really need is love.

I’ve been blessed with a long, happy marriage and enjoy writing romance novels that end with happy-ever-afters.

Jacquie Biggar has a wonderful gift for writing hot and extremely likable military men!

Jacqui Nelson

From the time Jacquie was twelve years old, she knew she wanted to be a writer. That year she wrote a short story called Count Daffodil after spending countless hours searching for ideas. The story garnered Jacquie an A and was read aloud through the school’s loudspeaker system. Needless to say, after that she was hooked.

Jacquie grew up, married her best friend, raised a family and left her writing urges to simmer in the background unattended.

She owned and operated a successful diner in her hometown for a number of wonderful years before deciding to live her dream of becoming an author.

Jacquie’s first book, Tidal Falls, a romantic suspense novel about second chances, released September of 2014.

Connect with Jacquie here: jbiggar@jacqbiggar.com





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Jacquie Biggar is a USA Today bestselling author of romance who loves to write about tough, alpha males and strong, contemporary women willing to show their men that true power comes from love. She lives on Vancouver Island with her husband and loves to hear from readers all over the world!

In her own words: “My name is Jacquie Biggar. When I’m not acting like a total klutz I am a wife, mother of one, grandmother, and a butler to my calico cat. My guilty pleasure are reality tv shows like Amazing Race and The Voice. I can be found every Monday night in my armchair plastered to the television laughing at Blake and Adam’s shenanigans. I love to hang at the beach with DH (darling hubby) taking pictures or reading romance novels (what else?). I have a slight Tim Hortons obsession, enjoy gardening, everything pink and talking to my friends.”










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I thought I’d share with you the beginning of my love affair with writing.

Normally, procrastination is my enemy. I like to get done whatever it is, as soon as I can, so that I don’t have to worry about it any more.

In school I worked hard to stay in the top ten every year. So when I came down sick with the measles and missed two weeks of grade nine, I was devastated. How was I ever going to catch up? I had less than a week to write a compelling story for Language Arts or get a failing mark.

Angry and frustrated, I sat in our living room, pen and paper in hand, staring at a bright yellow bouquet of cheerful looking daffodils. I wanted to hurl them across the room. It wasn’t fair. Why was I being punished for getting sick?

But then an idea popped into my head. A silly, farcical story. If the teacher wanted an essay, fine, I’d give him one. And so, Count Daffodil, was born. After the first paragraph the words flowed quicker, I could see the scene in my head and needed to get it down on paper. (Sound familiar?) I spent the rest of the day writing, and by the end of the night I had my story.


The next day I turned it in and immediately felt ill all over again. It was dumb. The teacher was going to hate it. I’d be a laughing stock. Funny how easy you can build something up to catastrophic proportions when you lack self-confidence.

We had to wait two weeks for the results. I was on tenterhooks the entire time. Sure that my mom would blow a gasket because I’d goofed instead of giving it my best shot.

Then came the big day.

I was scared to look. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore and turned to the last page. These were my teacher’s words:

I’m glad I didn’t read this at night. It’s been a while since I was so enthralled with a story. Very professionally done. The suspense, the ending, the style was excellent. I think I’ll read it to the other classes. Very impressive.

Not only did he read it to the other grade nines, he read it over the intercom to the entire school!

Because of Mr. Thomas and a hapless bouquet of sunny daffodils, a writer was born.

Jacquie’s first book, Tidal Falls, a romantic suspense novel about second chances, released September of 2014.