Five hundred years from now, ex-corporate mercenary Koko Martstellar is swaggering through an easy early retirement as a brothel owner on The Sixty Islands, a manufactured tropical resort archipelago known for its sex and simulated violence. Surrounded by slang-drooling boywhores and synthetic komodo dragons, Koko finds the most challenging part of her day might be deciding on her next drink. That is, until her old comrade Portia Delacompte sends a squad of security personnel to murder her.
Tired of his fame, the paparazzi and his philandering ex-fiance, Chris Valentino, AKA Vince de Carlo, best selling crime novelist, has left Hollywood and is heading home to Christmas Cove for the Holidays. It will be the first time he's been home for the Holidays in several years. Chrissy and Norma are rival cupcake store owners in Christmas Cove. Norma despises Chrissy for trying to ruin her business, established over twenty years. Determined to get the jump on Chrissy this festive season and bring in more customers, Norma recruits her reluctant son Chris to spy on Chrissy and report back his findings about her Holiday plans for the store. There's just one problem - Chris and Chrissy are about to fall in love with each other over the course of one magical Christmas Cove Festive Season, and Norma's not very happy about it! This is a novel of approximately 54,000 words. This is BOOK ONE of the CHRISTMAS COVE CHRONICLES. CONTENT: Lots of romance. No sex. No cussing. No sexual vulgarity."
James Matthew Barrie was born at Kirriemuir, Forfarshire, on May 9, 1860. Kirriemuir, as soberly stated by the Encyclopaedia Britannica, is "a borough of barony and a market town of Forfarshire, Scotland, beautifully situated on an eminence above the glen through which the Gairie flows. It lies about five miles northwest of Forfar, and about sixty-two miles north of Edinburgh. The special industry of the town is linen weaving, for which large power-loom factories have recently been built." Mr. Barrie has made his birthplace famous as Thrums, after hesitating for a little between that name and Whins, which is the word used in the earliest Auld Licht sketches.
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