Miracle on 5th Avenue
by Sarah Morgan
Publisher: HQN Books
It will take a Christmas miracle for two very different souls to find each other in this perfectly festive fairy tale of New York!
Hopeless romantic Eva Jordan loves everything about Christmas. She might be spending the holidays alone this year, but when she’s given an opportunity to house-sit a spectacular penthouse on Fifth Avenue, she leaps at the chance. What better place to celebrate than in snow-kissed Manhattan? What she didn’t expect was to find the penthouse still occupied by its gorgeous—and mysterious—owner.
Bestselling crime writer Lucas Blade is having the nightmare before Christmas. With a deadline and the anniversary of his wife’s death looming, he’s isolated himself in his penthouse with only his grief for company. He wants no interruptions, no decorations and he certainly doesn’t appreciate being distracted by his beautiful, bubbly new housekeeper. But when the blizzard of the century leaves Eva snowbound in his apartment, Lucas starts to open up to the magic she brings…This Christmas, is Lucas finally ready to trust that happily-ever-afters do exist?
He raked his fingers through his dark hair and Eva wondered how doing that made him even more handsome. If she ran her fingers through her hair she looked as if she’d made contact with an electric fence.
I hate horror movies… My date thought it would be a great way to get me to snuggle close to him. He hadn’t reckoned on the fact I might scream… I made more noise than the heroine getting her throat cut. The woman n the row behind me started screaming too because I scared her so much… I save my best screams for genuine moments of terror. If you don’t use screams judiciously, people pay less attention. They’ll be thinking ‘oh, Eva is screaming again,’ rather than ‘quick, something’s wrong with Eva.’
I’m leaving. It’s bad for my emotional well-being to be around people who are angry, especially when they’re angry with me. I don’t want to get stomach ulcers or hardened arteries, so I’m leaving while I’m still healthy.
‘I need to get out these wet things.’ She pulled off her sweater and heard a sharp intake of his breath. ‘It’s the Dance of the Seven Veils, in thermal edition.’
This is my third Sarah Morgan experience and I just can’t seem to get enough of this clever scribe, she has become a no thought required automatic one-click for me. I read all three of her From Manhattan with Love series and her whip-smart humor had me smirking and giggling through, and I especially appreciated that her storylines were refreshingly crisp and amusing, and not formulaic. I adored this quirky group of friends but especially the character of Eva; she was delightfully honest, adorably upbeat, filter-free and open, kind, generous with her time and heart. The verbal exchanges she shares with her friends and Lucas were highly entertaining and witty. Eva was a bright sunbeam cutting through Lucas’s gloomy and morose outlook. I relished the pleasant and breezy chapters covering their blossoming friendship and relished how she was extracting him from of his grief and emotional funk. Ms. Morgan certainly has a gift for pacing and structuring a story; she quickly sucked me into their tale and held my attention throughout. I want to stop time and do nothing but read her entire listing. I was provided with a review copy of this book by TLC Booktours and Netgallery.
USA Today bestselling author Sarah Morgan writes lively, sexy contemporary stories for Harlequin.
Romantic Times has described her as ‘a magician with words’ and nominated her books for their Reviewer’s Choice Awards and their ‘Top Pick’ slot. In 2012 Sarah received the prestigious RITA® Award from the Romance Writers of America. She lives near London with her family.