When she was in Paris, Kimberley Montpetit spent most of her souvenir money at the La Patisserie shops with their beautiful and delicious pastries. She grew up in the fabulous city of San Francisco, loves all things chocolate, and now lives in a small town along the Rio Grande with her engineer husband and three sons.
She once stayed in the haunted tower room at Borthwick Castle in Scotland and didn't sleep a wink, sailed the Seine in Paris, rode a camel in the ancient world wonder of Petra, shopped the Grand Bazaar in Istanbul, and spent the night in an old Communist hotel in Bulgaria.
Kimberley also writes Award-winning Middle-Grade novels with Scholastic and Young Adult novels with Harpercollins under the name, Kimberley Griffiths Little.
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A makeup artist for the Phantom of the Opera with a tragic past. A mysterious man hiding a scar worse than the phantom from the Broadway show.
Linden Adair is a talented makeup
artist on the New York Broadway show, Phantom of the Opera, creating the
hideous scar for the actor who plays the phantom every night. But nobody knows
the deep scars Linden carries after the divorce from her husband, Mark
Denly—the famous director of Phantom.
Why
didn’t somebody ever tell her that marrying your director was a bad idea,
especially when he has a wandering eye?
Desperate
to get away after enduring several years of heartache and scars, Linden takes a
cross-country trip to visit her best friend in Seattle. While driving on a
deserted stretch of highway late at night, she hits a deer and crashes the
rental car into a gully outside of Snow Valley, Montana.
A
devastatingly handsome stranger with a tow truck rescues Linden and her smashed
vehicle, but when she catches sight of him in the light, she’s shocked. Anton
Baldwin possess a terrible scar on his face—just like the phantom she created
every night for the theater.
But
Anton is hiding more than the truth behind his scar, and during a whirlwind
week while being recruited for a television show being filmed in Snow Valley,
the secrets of this enigmatic man turn her world upside down.
When
Anton helps Linden open up to the world around her, Linden wonders if the small
town of Snow Valley might hold the magic she needs to heal the scars on her
broken heart.
If
you like sweet romance and second chance love stories, then you’ll love THE
SECRET OF A KISS, A Snow Valley Romance.
Snippet:
When she hit Montana,
she texted her best friend, Anne. Hey,
only two more days until I’m at your front door! Not sure what I want to do
first. The top of the Space Needle or a day at the ocean.
Anne texted back: Your first morning will be dropping my
four-year-old Bethany at preschool, Baily at a sitter, then coffee with some
friends I want you to meet. After that, we’ll take a drive along the ocean.
Sounds great! Linden
texted back.
Ten days suddenly
sounded like a lot of time to intrude on Anne and her family. Maybe a long
weekend would have been more realistic. Her husband was sure to privately
complain, counting the days until Linden was gone.
Picking up her phone again, Linden texted: If I arrive a couple days later than
originally scheduled, will that ruin your plans? I’m enjoying life on the road
more than I thought.
Anne: Did an alien
abduct the real Linden? No worries, I don’t have any specific plans. We can
always get tickets for the ballet after you get here. I have a babysitter on
call.
Linden sent off a smiley face to Anne, dropped her cell
phone to the empty seat next to her, and lifted her eyes back to the road. At
the same moment, an enormous shadow loomed across both lanes of the highway.
“Ah!” She
screamed, jerking at the wheel, terrified she was about to hit someone.
There was a grinding noise as the car
hit the rumble edge of the highway. A pair of antlers caught in her headlights
and then a shadow leaped off to the left.
Linden tried
to bring the car back onto the road, but she was going too fast, the jutted
ridges of the highway making her car fish-tail uncontrollably. Before she could
blink her eyes again, the car was jouncing down into a ravine while she banged
her head against the ceiling of the vehicle.
Pumping the
brakes didn’t help to stop the runaway car. She’d never felt so out of control
in her life, waiting to land somewhere. A lake? Hanging off a cliff edge?
A moment
later, the Nissan hit a bank of scrub brush and shuddered to a stop. Steam
poured from the hood. Sounds of hissing came from the front end of the vehicle.
Something was definitely damaged. Her rental car wasn’t going anywhere tonight.
She was stuck in the middle of nowhere with a damaged car, no flashlight, and
wild animals lurking just outside her windshield. She was so in trouble.
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