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Sharon Kendrick

I was told off as a child for making up stories—little did I know that one day I’d earn my living by writing them!To the horror of my parents, I left school at sixteen and held a bewildering variety of jobs: I was a London DJ (in the now-trendy Primrose Hill), a decorator and a singer. After that I became a cook, a photographer and, eventually, a nurse. I waitressed in the south of France, drove an ambulance in Australia, saw lots of beautiful sights but could never settle down. Everywhere I went I felt like a square peg—until one day I started writing again and then everything just fell into place. I felt like Cinderella must have when the glass slipper fit!Today, I have the best job in the world, writing passionate romances for Harlequin. I like writing stories which are sexy and fast-paced, yet packed full of emotion—stories that readers will identify with, laugh and cry along with.My interests are many and varied—chocolate and music, fresh flowers and bubble baths, films, cooking and trying to keep my home from looking burglarized! Simple pleasures—you can’t beat them!I live in Winchester, one of the most stunning cities in the world, but don’t take my word for it—come see for yourself! I regularly visit London and Paris. Oh, and I love hearing from my readers all over the world…so I think it’s over to you!

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In fact, she took all the advice that Alicia offered and let her put two coats of mascara onto her eyelashes and to coat her lips in an extravagant-looking gloss.
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didn’t say that!’
‘Oh, you didn’t?’ His eyes widened, like a cat’s. ‘That is exactly what I wanted to hear, bella mia,’ he murmured. He dropped the bags to the pavement, pulled her into his arms, and Natasha found herself being almost lifted against the hard, muscular length of his body. With a low laugh of what sounded like triumph he raised his hand to catch hold of her beautifully cut hair, winding his fingers through its silken depths and bringing it towards him so that her gasping face was lifted to his.
‘Raffaele!’
‘What is it, mia bella?’ he taunted. ‘You want me to kiss you? Is that it?’
She opened her mouth to say no, but the word never came—and, if it had, it would have been a lie. Maybe he knew that—just as he seemed to know the precise moment to crush his lips down against hers in a powerful kiss that was about possession as much as passion, like a man staking his claim.
Was it because she had not been kissed by a man for so long that Natasha reacted so completely and instinctively to Raffaele’s kiss—or was it simply Raffaele effect?
Whatever lay behind it, all Natasha knew was that she seemed powerless to do anything other than close her eyes and open her lips and submit to the sweet, heady pressure. Her
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would rather smother him in his sleep than share his bed for lovemaking

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I hate unmarried heroine who sleep with other guys, or sexually active with other then hero,it loses its charm. As soon as I come across such thing I simply stop reading further, however good author or story may be.....

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    Sharon Kendrick
    Christmas in Da Conti's Bed
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    Contracted by her Italian husband…
    Stunned when an accident leaves her estranged husband Giacomo unable to remember their year-long marriage, Louise becomes his temporary housekeeper. She’ll spend Christmas helping him regain his memory. But dare she confess the explosive feelings she still has for him?

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    💞Романтична

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    Sharon Kendrick
    Carrying the Greek's Heir
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