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My True Love Gave to My

Regina E. Lundgren (2010)

SubgenreHistorical Romance
Age groupAdult 18+
Content ratingPG-13
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SettingContemporary
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Sexual contentModerate
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Christmas, a time of peace on earth, joy...and love?Genevieve Munroe is determined to give her newly impoverished family one last happy Christmas, including making peace with their long-time rivals, the Pentercasts. But she is shocked when the handsome oldest son Alan proposes a wager: if he can give her all the gifts from the Twelve Days of Christmas song, without spending a penny, she must marry him.Alan's wild gambit is his last-ditch effort to win Gen's heart. After all, no Munroe would ever consider marrying a Pentercast. But perhaps the joy of Christmas can open her eyes to the man behind the wager, a man determined to turn the twelve days of Christmas into a lifetime of love.Book 1 in The Marvelous Munroes series, this sweet, clean traditional Regency romance was originally published as The Twelve Days of Christmas by Zebra Regency.Readers have called it wonderful, funny, and charming, a great book to read over the holidays, or any time you're in the holiday spirit.Here's a little taste: "Clear the way, Mother," an annoyed voice demanded, and Mrs. Pentercast scurried forward so fast that Gen's mother had to step back to prevent the purple feather from lodging in her nose. Geoffrey Pentercast, looking much as Gen remembered in his many-caped brown-tweed greatcoat, clumped into the entry, trailing mud, decayed leaves, and a six-foot log in his wake."Thought you wouldn't have a proper Yule Log," he announced, dragging the massive stump by a chain into the center of the entry. Gen tried not to think about what it would cost to repair the scratches he was making in the parquet floor. She could feel her mother's disapproval. "Why, of course, Mr. Pentercast," Gen answered quickly for her. "How very thoughtful of you to bring it along. We haven't had a Yule Log in years, have we, Allison?""Yule Logs are such quaint customs," her sister Allison said with a sniff, "for children.""I like to think there's still some of the child in all of us, Miss Munroe," a deeper voice