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Hark The Herald Angel Falls
Hark The Herald Angel Falls
Hark The Herald Angel Falls
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Hark The Herald Angel Falls

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She may be an angel, but when she's bad, she's very, very good at it.
On Christmas Eve, Luke Dawson loses his wife Merit during a vampire attack. One year later he struggles with surviving—as a vampire—and without his wife. When a very familiar angel falls into the Seine, she emerges with one goal: to find the person who is keeping her from getting her halo. That person emits so much love for her, she can't move on—and she really wants that halo.
Merit doesn't remember him, but Luke loves his wife even more now. Can he sacrifice that love for her—and let her go forever—to grant her the halo she desires?

LanguageEnglish
PublisherMichele Hauf
Release dateNov 24, 2016
ISBN9781370489299
Hark The Herald Angel Falls
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Michele Hauf

Michele Hauf lives in Minneapolis and has been writing since the 1990s.  A variety of genres keep her happily busy at the keyboard, including historical romance, paranormal romance, action/adventure and fantasy.

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    Hark The Herald Angel Falls - Michele Hauf

    HARK THE HERALD ANGEL FALLS by Michele Hauf

    Copyright © 2016 by Michele Hauf

    Cover artwork by Michele Hauf

    All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any printed or electronic form without permission.

    This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments or events or locales is entirely coincidental. This ebook may not be resold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

    This digital edition published by Swell Cat Press, LLC.

    For a complete list of books by Michele Hauf visit her website at: http://michelehauf.com. A full list is also found at the end of this book.

    HARK, THE HERALD ANGEL FALLS

    a Beautiful Creatures novella

    Chapter One

    Then…

    Crisp snowflakes dusted their faces and stirred up laughter as Merit and Luke Dawson swished their arms up and down across the packed snow. They lay side by side beneath the glow of a streetlight in a quiet corner of a Paris city park. Luke stood and clasped his wife's hand to pull her up beside him so they could look over their handiwork.

    Not bad, he decided.

    Not bad? We rock at snow angels. Merit's bright blue eyes danced as she cuddled into his embrace and gave him a cold, wet kiss laced with snowflakes. I love you so much.

    I love you more than the world, he replied.

    I know you do. Sometimes, when I'm home alone, I can feel you thinking about me.

    Really?

    She nodded effusively, and snowflakes sifted from her thick, wavy, chestnut hair. When the loft is quiet, I can feel your love for me as if it's something I can reach out and grasp. Don't ever leave me, Luke.

    I swear I won't. You'll always feel my love, wherever you are. Now, are you sure you want to go with that image? he teased as they looked over their impromptu snow angels. You? An angel?

    Mocking outrage with a pout, Merit nudged him with an elbow. You love my devilish side.

    No halo for Merit Dawson, and that's the way I like it. Especially when you get that wicked, sexy glint in your eyes—like now—and I know what's coming next.

    She plunged against him, wrapping her legs about his waist and kissing him hard and sloppily. Her attack kisses always ended in their laughter, and, if they were anywhere near a bed, long and lingering sex.

    Happy first anniversary, lover, Luke said against her mouth.

    And Merry Christmas, she added.

    Only you could have convinced me to get married on Christmas Eve.

    I love Christmas. It's the one day that bursts with love. Can you feel it?

    He did, and the emotion radiated from deep in his soul to warm him even with the mercury teasing ten degrees. I almost forgot. I have a surprise for you. It's in the car. Stay here. I'll be right back.

    Merit dropped from their embrace and then lunged to grab a stray branch fallen from a nearby topiary shrub. I'm going to draw a halo on your angel.

    Don't forget the horns and tail for yours! Luke called as he strode toward the Renault parked at the curb around a hornbeam hedge.

    Running, he performed a slide across the slick, packed snow and landed at the car door with a slap of his gloved palms and a chuckle. Merit did that to him. Lifted his heart and made him feel like a kid who'd just been gifted a sleigh full of Christmas toys. A year of marriage had felt like a mere day. His job as a traveling jewelry salesman allowed him to set his own schedule, and sometimes take Merit along if she weren’t studying. She was going for her emergency nurse certification because she loved to help others and functioned well in traumatic situations. The next year promised great and wondrous things standing alongside his gorgeous wife and experiencing the world through her optimistic eyes.

    He opened the car door and popped open the glove compartment. From inside, he drew out the heart-shaped diamond necklace. He tapped the five-carat diamond. Adamant, like my love for you.

    Merit's scream shattered Luke's happiness. Dread curdled in his throat. He took off toward the park, leaving the car door hanging wide, and the necklace dangling from his clasped fist.

    *

    Frost etched the hospital window. The glow from a lighted star topping the Christmas tree in the

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