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Visit my website—> http://christinadodd.com/ Virtue Falls series—> http://bit.ly/PbV8q6
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Proof: Men aren't good at weights and measures. ;)
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You picked a great WILDER FAMILY HALLOWEEN cover! Thank you! Remember, you (and everyone else) can read WILDER FAMILY HALLOWEEN free here on my website anytime. It’s a fun little epilogue for a (formerly) great paranormal family. … Did you miss your chance to vote on the cover? Join my newsletter and get a whiter smile, toned without exercise and develop a green thumb! … Not really, but you will the first to hear all the news. Join now! I’d love to have you as a newsletter friend.
https://www.christinadodd.com/new/you-chose-the-cover/
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TEXAS, 1882
Jumping Jehoshaphat, Rose was nude! Not a stitch on! Bare-beamed and buck-naked! In the open, in full daylight, without a shred of self-consciousness or guilt.
Thorn gulped. What a woman. What . . . a . . . woman.
Was that a rifle she was holding?
Oh God, it was.
She had her Winchester, and her hands were mighty steady. And she’d called him a bastard — the first curse word he’d ever heard her use. Deep in his gut, he had the ugly suspicion she would, without remorse, shoot him through the heart.
He’d better think fast.
But she was naked! — WILD TEXAS ROSE, a Christina Dodd western novella
https://www.christinadodd.com/book/wild-texas-rose/
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Do you "read" my books via audio?

Here you can find the complete list.: http://www.christinadodd.com/books/audio/

#audiobooks #audible
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Two more days to vote for a new cover for WILDER FAMILY HALLOWEEN.
All the days to read WILDER FAMILY HALLOWEEN free on my website. That's right! It's always on my website for you to enjoy, even when it's not #Halloween. So read, then vote. I'll send the results to my newsletter friend and share it on social media.
Links here: https://www.christinadodd.com/…/help-the-wilders-choose-a-…/
#survey #freeread
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I thought the English language version of THE WOMAN WHO COULDN'T SCREAM was creepy. On the left is the Czech language version. Which do you think is scarier?
#VirtueFalls #suspensenovel #thrillerbooks #reading
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An active #book #Autumn! Sign up for my newsletter to keep up and receive a free copy of THE WATCHER. http://christinadodd.com
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The Husband finished up his driveway project by creating a path into the woods. Here you can see where he laid out the stones so they’d be close, took photos, marked the stones, then placed them in concrete. It’s like a jigsaw puzzle he makes himself. Isn’t he good at this stuff?!?
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A reader asks, How did you get started writing?...This is one darned embarrassing​ story!
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"Come on,” Hope said. “I'm going to be a lot more comfortable in the kitchen."
Griswald retrieved the chicken soup she had brought him and indicated she should precede him down a shadowy hall. "Why?"
"Mr. Givens’s home is like a museum. I'm afraid I'll break something."
He shrugged. "It can all be replaced."
"Really? So there aren't any genuine pieces of art here?" She walked backward so she could face him and shake this feeling of being pursued. "If I broke an antique, wouldn't I find myself washing dishes for the rest of my life trying to pay off the bill?"
"This isn't a restaurant. We don't charge our guests for breakage." He caught her arm and pulled her toward him. "But if you're worried, you might want to watch where you're going." He steered her around a small side table crowned by a tall, blown glass vase.
"I won't run into anything," she assured him. "You don't have to hang on to me."
He looked down at her, and his lids were heavy. "I like holding you."
"Oh." Oh, dear. That was a problem, because she liked it, too. From their telephone conversations, she knew him to be forceful and determined. Now that she saw him, now that he touched her, he created a longing that both compelled her and made her want to run as far and as fast as she could. If she were smart, she would run.
Obviously, she had lost all her smarts. And her conversation, for she couldn't think of one word to say as they walked together as close as lovers.
She couldn't think like that. Certainly not about a man she'd just met. A man … who was obviously ill. "You're running a fever." She halted. "Let me feel your forehead."
"My mother says you can't tell a fever unless you use your lips."
Darn. Her mother had always said the same thing. With a credible imitation of insouciance, Hope said, "Very well." Sliding her hand around his neck, she brought him close and pressed her lips on his forehead.
Cool. Startled, she tried in another spot and another. He wasn't running a fever. Running her palm down the side of his face, she massaged his shoulder, passed her hand down his arm. "But you're so warm!"
"And rapidly getting warmer." He smiled, a slow stretching of his lips.
His first smile. Possibly ever, if she was any judge. And that smile made her realize — she was stroking him. Stroking him as if he were a great cat and she a lion tamer — and she knew very well she was nothing of the sort.
Not with this kind of lion. Not with this kind of man. — JUST THE WAY YOU ARE
https://www.christinadodd.com/book/excerpt17contemporaryjust-the-way-you-are/
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