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World Romance Writers

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LETTERBOX LOVE STORIES

Volume I

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What if a life-changing letter arrived in today's mail? Now imagine it leads to love and adventure! From the northern British Isles, across the mainland of Europe, and on to Turkey, nine international romance writers share spellbinding love stories told across time. And each begins with a letter...

This collection includes contemporary and historical romance, futuristic time travel romance, and romance touched by magic by Award-winning and Multi-published Authors: Rose Anderson, Denyse Bridger, Lynn Crain, Helena Fairfax, Gemma Juliana, Marie Laval, Cara Marsi, Lindsay Townsend, and Jenny Twist.

ALL OR NOTHING:

Casino Coranthos is a playground for wealthy, bored people, but for some, it’s also a place where dreams and promises change lives forever. When a letter becomes part of an unexpected inheritance for Ryann Thomson, her aunt’s past brings her face to face with Ariston Katsaros, a man haunted by loss and driven by anger. As the attraction between them sizzles and grows, can Ryann convince him she isn’t looking to rob him or his father of anything, or will she become a casualty of Ari’s vengeance? In this dangerous game of all or nothing, her heart is at stake as well as her future happiness…

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Excerpt:

The door to the adjoining sitting room was open, and she could see Aunt Mel’s army trunk in the middle of the floor, papers scattered around it. Her heartbeat picked up, the thudding loud in her ears. Mel hadn’t opened that trunk in almost twenty-five years, not even when Ryann begged to see the contents. Her aunt didn’t want to be reminded of those last days in Vietnam, when Saigon fell and she’d barely made it out alive.

Ryann hadn’t understood, and no amount of wheedling on her part had changed Aunt Mel’s stance. As an adult, she understood. Mel didn’t want to go back to Vietnam, even in her mind.

“So what changed, Aunt Mel?” Her words were soft, barely a whisper in the silence of the room.

She dropped to her knees next to the open trunk and looked inside for the first time. She picked up the small nurse’s cap, shaking fingers smoothing the crisp material, her heart in her throat. The trunk was small, and it was far from filled. She set the cap aside, lifted the uniform, and spotted a photo album. She settled more comfortably on the floor and opened the book, looking at the photos with near reverence. Mel and her fellow nurses, all smiles, she could almost imagine their laughter and see the sparkle of adventure in their eyes. Further into the album, the smiles vanished, the disillusionment was impossible to deny. When she reached the last page, she noticed several photos had been removed.

She put the album back in the trunk and stood, heading for her aunt’s favourite armchair, and the pile of paper sitting on the table beside it. There were several books stacked neatly in the opposite chair, but it was the letter on top of the polished table that caught her attention. Guilt assailed her when she picked up the single sheet of heavy paper. Shaking her head, she unfolded the page and read:

My dearest Melinda,

Twenty-five years have passed, some of them so quickly I can hardly remember where they started or ended. What I do recall is that each of them was less than it might have been if they’d been shared with you. Our time has come, at last. I know you never married after we returned from Saigon, and I can see you now, frowning as you consider how I have such knowledge. Yes, I did keep tabs on you, but I never broke the promise we made. I lived my life. My wife died many years ago. I wanted to contact you then, but honoured your request that we not speak again until this year. I have much to tell you, but all that seems important are the words I left you with back in 1975, I love you.

Much has changed, my entire life in fact. Enclosed are tickets for Greece, home to me now. I want you with me, to see the turn of the millennium in six months, and to share whatever remains of our lives.

Love, Luke

Sure enough, under the letter was another envelope, and a brief look confirmed it was the airline ticket “Luke” had referred to. Stunned, Ryann sat back in the chair and stared at the room, seeing nothing. Aunt Mel had never mentioned anyone from Vietnam, yet she’d been loved by this soldier, and apparently had loved him, too.

Her gaze went to the books in the chair. Would she find answers between the covers of those books? She’d be invading Aunt Mel’s most personal space. If she wanted to know, this was the only way she’d find out more. Sighing, she reached for the first of the journals Aunt Melinda had kept throughout her life. There was a reason she’d been looking at these books…

LETTERBOX LOVE STORIES: Vol I

Pre-order NOW, releasing on July 4^th

99¢ for limited time at Amazon