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Midnight Kiss: Midnight Confessions\Midnight Surrender\Midnight Assignment

Midnight Kiss: Midnight Confessions\Midnight Surrender\Midnight Assignment

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by Robyn Carr

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These are New Year's resolutions worth keeping!

Take a risk.

At the inaugural New Year's Eve party at Jack's Bar, two lonely revelers decide the best balm for their broken hearts might just be each other.

Find the perfect work-life balance.

When a flinty lawyer with a bad-boy addiction


These are New Year's resolutions worth keeping!

Take a risk.

At the inaugural New Year's Eve party at Jack's Bar, two lonely revelers decide the best balm for their broken hearts might just be each other.

Find the perfect work-life balance.

When a flinty lawyer with a bad-boy addiction meets the quintessential nice guy, sparks fly that consume their expectations of life and love.

Get those finances in order.

Working over the holidays on a messy bank takeover is made worse for two federal specialists by an ill-advised kiss that will never happen again…right?

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Sunny Archer was seriously considering a legal name change.

"Come on, Sunny," her uncle Nathaniel said. "Let's go out on the town and see if we can't put a little of that legendary sunshine back into your disposition!"

Out on the town? she thought. In Virgin River? A town of about six hundred?"Ah, I think I'll pass…"

"C'mon, sunshine, you gotta be more flexible! Optimistic! You can't lick this wound forever."

Maybe it was cute when she was four or even fourteen to say things like "Sunny isn't too sunny today!"

But this was December 31 and she had come to Virgin River to spend a few quiet days with her uncle Nate and his fiancee Annie, to try to escape the reality of a heart that wouldn't heal. And if the hurt wasn't bad enough, her heart had gone cold and hard, too. She looked at her watch—4:00 p.m. Exactly one year ago at this time she was having her hair and makeup done right before slipping into a Vera Wang wedding gown, excited, blushing and oblivious to the fact that her fiance Glen was getting blitzed and ready to run for his life.

"I'm not really in the mood for a New Year's Eve bash, Uncle Nate," she said.

"Aw, sweetheart, I can't bear to think of you home alone, brooding, feeling sad," Nathaniel said.

And feeling like a big loser who was left at the altar on her wedding day? she wondered. But that's what had happened. How was she supposed to feel?

"Nate," Annie said under her breath, "this might be a bad night to push the party idea.. "

"Ya think?" Sunny said sarcastically, noting to herself that she hadn't been so irritable and sarcastic before becoming an abandoned bride. "Listen, you guys, please go. Party like rock stars. I actually have plans."

"You do?" they both asked hopefully.

"I do. I'm planning a ceremonial burning of last year's calendar. I should probably burn three years' worth of them—that's how much time and energy I invested in the scumbucket."

Nate and Annie were speechless for a moment; they exchanged dubious looks. When Nate recovered he said, "Well all-righty then! We'll stay home and help with the ceremonial burning. Then we'll make some popcorn, play some monopoly, make some positive resolutions or something and ring in a much better new year than the last."

And that was how Sunny, who wasn't feeling at all accommodating, ended up going to the big Virgin River blast at Jack's Bar on New Year's Eve—because she just couldn't let her uncle Nate and sweet, funny Annie stay home to watch her sulk and whimper.

There had been a long history in Sunny's family of returning to the Jensen stables for a little rest and rejuvenation. Sunny and her cousins had spent countless vacations around the barn and pastures and trails, riding, playing, inhaling the fresh clean air and getting a regular new lease on life. It had been Sunny's mother's idea that she come to Virgin River for a post-Christmas revival. Sunny's mom was one of Nate's three older sisters, and Sunny's grandpa had been the original owner and veterinarian of Jensen's Clinic and Stable. Now Uncle Nate was the vet and Grandpa was retired and living in Arizona.

Sunny was her mama's only child, age twenty-five; she had one female cousin, Mary—who it just so happened had managed to get her groom to the church. Since Uncle Nate was only ten years older than Sunny at thirty-five, she and her cousin had had tragic crushes on him. Nate, on the other hand, who had grown up with three older sisters, thought he was cursed with females.

Until he was thirty, anyway. Then he became a little more avuncular, patient and even protective. Nathaniel had been sitting in the church on New Year's Eve a year ago. Waiting, like everyone else, for the groom to show, for the wedding to begin.

The past year had passed in an angry, unhappy blur for Sunny. Her rather new and growing photography business had taken off—a combination of her kick-ass website and word of mouth—and rather than take a break after her personal disaster, she went right back to work. She had scheduled shoots, after all. The catastrophic twist was that she specialized in engagement, wedding, anniversary, belly and baby shots—five phases of a couple's life worth capturing for posterity. Her work, as well as her emotional well-being, was suffering. Although she couldn't focus, and she was either unable to sleep or hardly able to pull herself out of bed, she pressed on the best she could. The only major change she'd made in her life was to move out of the town house she had shared with Glen and back into her mom and dad's house until she could afford something of her own. She had her workroom in the basement of her parents' place anyway, so it was just a minor shift in geography.

During the past year at her parents', Sunny had a revelation. The driving reason behind most young women her age wanting their own space, their independence and privacy, was their being involved in a serious relationship. Since she was determined not to repeat past mistakes by allowing another man into her life, there was no need to leave the comfort, security and economy of her parents' house.

She was trying her hand at photographing sunrises, sunsets, landscapes, seascapes and pets. It wasn't working—her images were flat and uninteresting. If it wasn't bad enough that her heart was broken, so was her spirit. It was as if her gift was lost. She'd been brilliant with couples, inspired by weddings—stills, slideshows, videos. She saw the promise in their eyes, the potential for their lives. She'd brought romance to the fat bellies of pregnant women and was a veritable Anne Geddes with babies! But now that she was a mere observer who would never experience any of those things firsthand, everything had changed. Not only had it changed, it pierced her heart each time she did a shoot.

When she confessed this to Annie, Annie had said, "Oh, darling, but you're so young! Only twenty-five! The possibilities ahead are endless if you're open to them!"

And Sunny had said, "I'm not upset because I didn't make the cheerleading squad, Annie. My fiance dumped me on our wedding day—and my age doesn't matter a damn."

The town was carpeted in a fresh blanket of pretty white snow, the thirty-foot tree was lit and sparkling as gentle flakes continued to fall, and the porch at Jack's Bar, strung with lights and garlands, was welcoming. There was a friendly curl of smoke rising from the chimney and light shone from the windows.

Nate, Annie and Sunny walked into the bar at 8:00 p.m. and found the place packed with locals. Jack, the owner, and Preacher, the cook, were behind the bar. There was a festive table set up along one whole wall of the room, covered with food, to which Annie added a big plate of her special deviled eggs and a dill-speckled salmon loaf surrounded by crackers.

"Hey, looks like the whole town is here," Nate said.

"A good plenty," Jack said. "But I hope you don't see anyone here you want to kiss at midnight. Most of these folks won't make it that long. We have a strong skeleton crew that will stay late, however. They're busy getting all the kids settled back at Preacher's house with a sitter—it's going to be a dormitory. Vanessa and Paul's two are bunking in with Preacher's little Dana, my kids are sleeping in Preacher's room, Cameron's twins are in the guest room, Brie and Mike's little one is borrowing Christopher's room because he's planning on sitting up until midnight with the sitter. Oh, and to be very clear, the sitter is there for all the little kids—not for Chris," Jack added with a smile. "He's eight now. All man."

"Jack, Preach, meet my niece Sunny. Sunny, this is Jack and Preacher, the guys who run this place."

She gave them a weak smile, a nod and a mumbled nice to meet you.

"Hop up here, you three. As soon as you contribute your New Year's resolution, you get service," Jack said. "The price of admission is a food item and a resolution."

Sunny jumped up on a bar stool, hanging the strap of her large bag on the backrest. Jack leaned over the bar and eyed the big, leather shoulder bag. He peered at her with one brow lifted. "Going on a long trip right after the party?"

She laughed a little. "Camera equipment. I never leave it behind. Never know when I might need it."

"Well, by all means, the first annual New Year's Eve party is your canvas," Jack said. He slid a piece of paper and pen toward her.

Sunny hovered over it as if giving it careful thought. She knew if she said her resolution was to get this over with as soon as possible, it would open up the conversation as to why she now and would forever more find New Year's Eve the most reprehensible of holidays.

"Make it a good one, Sunny," Jack said. "Keep it generic and don't sign it—it's anonymous. There's a surprise coming right after midnight."

Sunny glanced at her watch. God, she thought. At least four hours of this? I'll never make it! She wrote on her slip of paper. "Give up men."

Drew Foley was a second-year orthopedic resident at UCLA Medical and had somehow scored ten days off over Christmas, which he'd spent in Chico with his two sisters, Marcie and Erin, their guys Ian and Aiden and his new nephew. The three previous Christmases he'd spent with his family, and also his former fiancee, Penny. That somehow seemed so long ago.

When surgical residents get days off, they aren't real days off. They're merely days on which you're not required in surgery, clinic, class, writing reports or being verbally beaten to death by senior residents and attending physicians. But there was still plenty of studying to do. He'd been hitting the books straight through Christmas even with the distraction of family all around, including Marcie's new baby who was really starting to assert himself. With only a few days left before he had to head back to Southern California, he borrowed the family's isolated cabin on the ridge near Virgin River so he could study without distraction. He'd managed to focus completely for a couple of days and had impressed himself with the amount of academic ground he'd covered. As he saw it, that bought him a New Year's Eve beer or two and a few hours of satellite football on New Year's Day. On January 2 he'd head back to Erin's house in Chico, spend one more evening with the family, then throw himself back into the lion's den at UCLA Medical.

He grabbed his jacket. It was New Year's Eve and he'd spent enough time alone. He'd swing through town on his way to Fortuna to collect his beer, just to see what was going on. He'd be surprised if the only bar and grill in town was open, since Jack's Bar wasn't usually open late on holidays. In fact, the routine in Virgin River on regular days was that Jack's shut down before nine, open till ten at the latest, and that was only if there were hunters or fishermen in the area. This was a town of mostly farmers, ranchers, laborers and small-business owners; they didn't stay out late because farm chores and animals didn't sleep in.

But to his surprise, once in town he found that the little bar was hopping. It made him smile—this was going to save him some serious mountain driving and he'd get to have a beer among people. When he walked into the packed bar he heard his name shouted. "Ho! Doc Foley! When did you hit town?"

This was the best part about this place. He'd only been up here maybe a half dozen times in the past couple of years, but Jack never forgot anyone. For that matter, most of Jack's friends and family never did either.

He reached a hand across the bar in greeting to Jack. "How's it going, Jack?"

"I had no idea you were up here!" Jack said. "You bring the family along?"

"Nah, I was with the family over Christmas and came up to get a little studying done before I have to get back to residency. I thought I'd better escape the girls and especially the baby if I intend to concentrate at all."

"How is that baby?" Jack asked.

Drew grinned. "Red-headed and loud. I'm afraid he could be a little rip-off of Marcie. Ian should be afraid. Very, very afraid."

Jack chuckled. "You remember my wife, Mel."

"Sure," he said, turning toward the town's renowned midwife and accepting a kiss on the cheek. "How are you?"

"Never better. I wish we'd known you were up here, Drew—I'd have made it a point to call you, invite you."

Drew looked around. "Who knew you folks ripped up the town on New Year's Eve. Is everyone here?"

"Pretty good number," Jack said. "But expect this to change fairly quick—most of these folks will leave by nine. They start early. But I'm hanging in there till midnight," he assured Drew. "I bet I can count on one hand the number of Virgin River residents willing to stay up for a kiss at midnight."

And that's when he spotted her. Right when Jack said kiss at midnight he saw a young woman he'd be more than willing to accommodate when the clock struck twelve. She was tucked back in a corner by the hearth, swirling a glass of white wine, her golden hair falling onto her shoulders. She seemed just slightly apart from the table of three women who sat chatting near her. He watched as one of those women leaned toward her to speak, to try to include her, but she merely nodded, sipped, smiled politely and remained aloof. Someone's wife? Someone's girl? Whoever she was, she looked a little unhappy. He'd love to make her happier.

"Drew," Jack said. "Meet Nate Jensen, local vet."

Drew put out his hand, but didn't want to take his eyes off the girl. He said, "Nice to meet you," but what he was thinking was how long it had been since just looking at a beautiful woman had zinged him in the chest and head with almost instant attraction. Too long! Whoa, she was a stunner. He'd barely let go of Nate's hand, didn't even catch the guy's response because his ears were ringing, when he asked Jack, "Who is that blonde?"

"That's my niece," his new acquaintance said. "Sunny."

"Married? Engaged? Accompanied? Nun? Anything?"

Nate chuckled. "She's totally single. But—"

"Be right back," Drew said. "Guard my beer with your life!" And he took off for the corner by the hearth.

Meet the Author

"A fellow writer asked me, 'Who is your villain?' And I realized that in the work I do, I don't have villains — I have issues. And that's exactly why women's fiction knows no limits," says author Robyn Carr. "I'm naturally drawn to strong, capable female characters, and when I begin a story I ask myself, 'What is she up against?' I try to write about issues that every woman faces at some point in her life, without ever losing sight of the basic sense of humor that helps us all through hard times."

The author of over twenty novels, Robyn reaches a wide audience with her writing. In addition to her touching novels, she's written historical romance, series romance and a gripping thriller. "This is the best job I'm ever going to get wearing my nightgown," she says of her writing career.

Originally from Minnesota, Robyn and her family have seen much of the country thanks to her husband, Jim, and his career in aviation. After the two high school sweethearts married, Jim joined the air force during the Vietnam War. They've lived in Texas — all four corners — Florida, California and Arizona.

The couple moved to Henderson, Nevada, so Jim could explore a new business opportunity. "At first, being a Great Plains girl at heart, I said, 'Oh, no, not another desert!' It didn't take me long to fall in love with the beauty of Nevada — and the unrivaled spectacle of nearby Las Vegas!"

Robyn well remembers how she began her career as an author over twenty-five years ago. "I was trained as a nurse, but found it impossible to get work because my husband was constantly being transferred. At the time I was reading a lot of genre fiction for the escapist fantasies and I thought to myself, 'I can write this!'"

And how was her first foray into the world of literature received? "It was universally panned. I thought I had written Gone with the Wind, but in actuality it was complete trash." In fact, it was on her third effort that Robyn finally succeeded in her efforts to become a published author.

Now that Robyn's two children are grown — and finally out of the house — she has the luxury of a little free time. "Until my kids grew up, I didn't realize that a person could have hobbies other than laundry," she jokes. But it turned out not to be hobbies that keep Robyn busy when she isn't writing — she found her niche in community service. She has mentored a seniors memoir-writing group, attends book club chats in and out of state whenever possible and is working with her local library on fundraising and visiting author events that bring writers, their books and the community together. And, since the library is in her focus, she sits on the Library Board of Trustees for the city. "It is the people in my life that fills the well," she says. "Especially the people that share my love for books and writing."

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Midnight Kiss: Midnight Confessions\Midnight Surrender\Midnight Assignment 3.8 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 68 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Robyn Carr as usual serves up a wonderful story with characters you wish you could hang out with. I have definetly been introduced to two authors I would certainly read again. I very strongly reccomend this book.
LASR_Reviews More than 1 year ago
I have been a fan of Ms. Carr's writing for a while now. Her characters are all different and unique. She reinvents herself with each story. Although, I didn't believe Sunny was the perfect name for the heroine, just because the heroine was a pessimist. Sunny started out as being too negative. But after meeting Drew things seem to turn around for her. It took Drew coming into Sunny's life in order for her to heal and to get over being left at the altar. It also took Drew to prove to Sunny that there is that perfect someone for everyone. Overall it was a great story and one I would recommend for those who need a pick-me-up. Midnight Surrender by Jean Brashear Jean Brashear is definitely an author on my top twenty list.hey it's hard to have top tens when it comes to authors. From the first moment I picked up a Brashear book I was caught. She has a unique voice, one completely different than most Harlequin authors, which is why I think makes her so unique. And oh, boy did she ever capture my heart with this story. Will, an Irish hunk (my weakness) is searching for the perfect woman and he finds her in Jordon. But Jordon isn't your typical woman, she's what some would call a "man-eater" she uses men and then pushes them away. Can Will finally convince Jordon that some things are just meant to be? Midnight Assignment by Victoria Dahl Victoria Dahl is a new author for me. And I have to say I can't wait to read more from this author. When I realized that this book was set in a financial setting I almost set it to the side. Who wants to read something that is going to make you yawn and feel like you are in math class again? But I kept reading curious to see if Ms. Dahl could keep my attention. Was I ever blown away or what? The characters had wit, the setting became a little naughty fantasy for the reader. And the story kept developing with new twists and turns. It wasn't the same boring office romance. This an author I want to tell everyone to watch out for. If you're looking for a great book to read this holiday, and want something you can read in small bites, then pick up this well-written, romantic anthology. It fits the bill. Originally posted at the Long and Short of It Romance Reviews
RRPNC More than 1 year ago
Recommend Highly!!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I have read this series from the beginning and have fallen in love with Virgin River. I really like this novella and the characters. My only sadness is that I really want to see more of Drew and Sunny. I am hoping they show up later on in the series!
Sha-sha More than 1 year ago
The first story, Midnight Confessions, features Sunny in depression over being dumped by her fiance. A year ago. She goes to spend the New Year with her Uncle, hoping to get some perspective. While there, she meets Drew, a doctor on New Year's Eve. From then on, it is a battle between their attraction and Sunny's deep, lingering hurt. The story explores themes such as betrayal, forgiveness and second chances. I love Robyn Carr's style of writing. From the first few pages I had a huge grin on my face and she got me laughing out several times. It is poignant and sweet. A good New Year's Eve story. The second story, Midnight Surrender by Jean Brashear is about a 36 year old lawyer, Jordan. Jordan is a hard, bad-ass, don't-give-a-darn kinda girl with a reputation as a man-eater. However, beneath that exterior is a soft heart that has been wounded. Only, that part of her seems invisible to most people. That is, most people except Will. Will is an Irish man who emigrated to the US. Unlike Jordan, Will is earthy and craves hearth and home. Their differences seem exponential. Will works with not-so-quiet determination to prove to Jordan that love does make a difference. It is a nice story and the storyline works for me. The only problem I had was that it seemed to drag a bit. I think it could have done with a lot more dialogue and a lot less narrative. The third and last story in this anthology is Midnight Assignment by Victoria Dahl. Elise Watson is an agent with the Federal Deposit Insurance Corporation. Two years ago she kissed fellow agent, Noah James but things did not work out because he had a girlfriend then. Now, two years later, they are working together on an assignment and the tension is electric. Suffering from Noah's previous rejection, Elise has her armour in place. Never, a girly girl in the first place, she is not good with feelings and all that. Things come to a head when they both give in to the passion. However, the debacle from two years before is still hanging over their heads. This story was hard edged and fast paced; same with the love making. There was a touch of sweetness even if that was not the overall feeling one is left with at the end of the story. Nevertheless, Victoria Dahl is a really good story teller and it comes across in this story. All in all, the anthology, Midnight Kiss, was definitely worth the read. Something to curl up with in front of the fire or to take with you on that long commute (if you are the commuting type). The book is a review copy which I got through Netgalley. AUTHORS: Robyn Carr, Jean Brashear, Victoria Dahl PUBLISHERS: Harlequin
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HopeBL More than 1 year ago
I have loved all of the books in this series.
KimmyzKM More than 1 year ago
I did not enjoy the other author's contribution to this book, so I only enjoyed 1/3 of it.
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Excellent read
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Short stories, but well worth reading. I'm familiar with Robyn Carr's works, but got a taste of two more authors who hold future great interest for me. LA-TXN
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This is a must read. Robyn Carr is a very intriguing author
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