Left at the altar...
...reunited under the stars!
In this Doctors Under the Stars story, Lia Monterrosa arrives at the Antarctic science station as resident staff doctor...and comes face-to-face with her ex-fianc! Working in close confines means brooding Dr. Weston MacIntyre cant hide the painful reason he left Lia at the altar much longer. Lia knows she must guard her heartespecially since desire as bright as the southern lights still blazes between them!
Doctors Under the Stars
Finding adventureand lovebeneath the glittering Antarctic sky
Its the chance of a lifetime to work in the Antarctic, and a chance for each intrepid doctor to escape their painful past. Yet trapped together in the beautyand dangerof the frozen landscape, colleagues get close, secrets slip out, and tension and passions hit an all-time high!
Find out more in
His Surgeon Under the Southern Lights
by Robin Gianna
Marine biologist Dr. Zeke Edwards and surgeon Dr. Jordan Flynn are not looking for love, but passion leads to a temporary fling. Only, soon they are breaking all their self-imposed rules.
Reunited in the Snow
by Amalie Berlin
Dr. Lia Monterrosa has come to confront the man who left her at the altarnot fall for Dr. Weston MacIntyre all over again! But working so closely together, their rekindled desire is impossible to ignore.
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Dear Reader,
Collaborating with another author to link books is the best thing, which is why I dont know how Robin Gianna and I never got around to it before!
Robin first sold to Harlequin a couple months after I did, and since the day my editor tweeted a welcome to a fellow Buckeye (an Ohioan), weve been friends (because I emailed a stranger in deranged welcome-onboard fashion).
Robin is brutally talented, intelligent and one of the kindest people Ive ever met. Her writing is warm and her books are full of heart, just like the woman herself. I count myself lucky to call her a friend and get to work with her.
While it has been challenging to bring to life the romance in the harshest environment on earth, Im not mad about the arm-flailing emails (I mostly sent), or the times we had to meet in the middle for lunch and to brainstorm our way through the problems.
My only regret is that life hasnt allowed us that writing retreat we kept talking about. You know, time away to be productive. And by productive, I mean tea and talking books and writing until roosters crow.
Next time.
xo Amalie
Reunited in the Snow
Amalie Berlin
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To my Mamaw Mary, who reads more than any other person I have ever met (because shes awesome), and who still reads all of my books. Except for the sexy parts. (I dont know if that parts true, but I want to believe it, so I DO no matter what anyone else says. La-la-la-la-I-cant-hear-you!)
Praise for Amalie Berlin
The dialogue was well-written, and a wonderful combination of intense, emotional and playful.... I would recommend Dantes Shock Proposal by Amalie Berlin if you enjoy the fake relationship or marriage of convenience trope or a story where the hero makes the heroine an offer hard to refuse.
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Contents
CHAPTER ONE
D R . L IA M ONTERROSA had not inherited the seafaring, adventurous spirit of her Portuguese ancestors. But she talked a good game.
None of her traveling companions appeared to be any more sprightly than she was after the long, arduous journey. Each lugged modest amounts of luggage down the pristine, shiny corridors of the brand-new Antarctic research station where theyd just arrived, no spring in any thick-booted step. All of them were carrying what would see them through the long months of a dark Antarctic winter.
Shed heard various reasons for comingonce-in-a-lifetime experience, work they wanted to do and could best accomplish locked up for eight solid months with fifty strangers. For her, that was the upside of her tripbeing surrounded by people who didnt know her, and therefore had no expectations about how she should behave. She didnt have to be the strongest person on the planet, and she didnt have to be the most docile, polite one, either.
But her ex-fianc was who shed come to find. To ask why he was her ex. What had happened during the four days shed been gone, home in Portugal, that had made him decide he didnt love her anymore, didnt want to marry her? To ask why hed been cold enough to also go missing while she was filing paperwork with the Polcia Judiciria to locate her missing father.
He hadnt left a message. Hadnt scribbled his farewell on a sticky note affixed to the bathroom mirror. Hed just stopped answering her calls, and three days before her wedding, when shed had a moment free to go back to London and look for him, as well, shed found his flat vacated, job vacated, mobile phone canceled. Hed left her with the beautiful ring theyd painstakingly designed together, and a hole in her chest so big a truck could pass through.
But she would see him today, the end of too many months of torture. If fate was with her, hed provide answers. Closure, if that was a real thing that actually happened, and not just some psychobabble placebo. Closure, no closureit didnt really matter. The end was coming. The final end. The official end that had been denied her when shed come home to find him gone.
Right on cue, her stomach plummeteda sensation she shouldve become immune to by now, but which still had the ability to wrench away brief control of her extremities. Her booted foot scuffed the floor, but she didnt fallwalking was a little easier to recover from than errant hand-twitches in surgery when a slight wrong move could end a life. Knowing what had ended them would help, even if it was just another case of her not being enough. No matter how much she wanted to, she couldnt fix whatever shed done wrong if she didnt know what it was.
Dr. Monterrosa, youre in Pod C, her guide said, jerking her from her thousandth thought-spiral of this trip, and gesturing to a nondescript door with a circular window at head heightthe kind peppering the station, and which reminded her of doors on boats.
The group all stopped long enough for the woman to add, With you lot arriving at the end of summer, youre getting stacked where there is an open cabin.
And she was the only one in C, which would practically become a ghost town in little more than a week when she could probably have her pick of rooms. After Jordan and Zeke left. After West...
Lia opened her mouth to ask the number, but her fatigue was starting to show. The guide answered before she even formed the first sluggish word.
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