Miracle On 5th Avenue

Praise for Sarah Morgan

‘A gorgeously sparkly romance’

– Julia Williams

‘The perfect book to curl up with’

– Heat

‘Full of romance and sparkle’

– Lovereading

‘I’ve found an author I adore – must hunt down everything she’s published’

– Smart Bitches, Trashy Books

‘Morgan is a magician with words’

– RT Book Reviews

‘Dear Ms Morgan, I’m always on the lookout for a new book by you. . .’

– Dear Author blog

SARAH MORGAN is the bestselling author of Sleigh Bells in the Snow. As a child Sarah dreamed of being a writer, and although she took a few interesting detours on the way she is now living that dream. With her writing career she has successfully combined business with pleasure, and she firmly believes that reading romance is one of the most satisfying and fat-free escapist pleasures available. Her stories are unashamedly optimistic, and she is always pleased when she receives letters from readers saying that her books have helped them through hard times.

Sarah lives near London with her husband and two children, who innocently provide an endless supply of authentic dialogue. When she isn’t writing or reading Sarah enjoys music, movies, and any activity that takes her outdoors.

Readers can find out more about Sarah and her books from her website: www.sarahmorgan.com She can also be found on Facebook and Twitter.

Dear Reader

If you’ve picked up one of my books before it will come as no surprise to you to learn that I love happy endings. I’m a pretty optimistic person and generally like my cup to be half full (preferably with strong coffee). I read widely, but rarely what might be classed as ‘horror’ fiction. I’m not good with scary suspense, serial killers or things that go bump in the night, which makes me similar in some ways to the heroine of this book.

Eva is a romantic who always looks on the bright side, so when a work assignment requires her to spend some time with Lucas, a crime writer who explores the darkest side of human nature, she is going to do her best to make it work, even though it’s clear to her right away that they are opposites. She might be looking for romance, but Lucas is definitely not her type. Or is he?

Lucas doesn’t just write about other people’s demons, he has a few of his own, but kind-hearted Eva is determined to shine a light into the dark corners of his life.

This is a book about second chances, but it’s also about hope and the power of love. I hope you enjoy Miracle on 5th Avenue! If you haven’t already done so, don’t forget to look out for Paige and Frankie’s stories, Sleepless in Manhattan and Sunset in Central Park and I hope you’ll join me on Facebook to chat www.facebook.com/AuthorSarahMorgan

Love Sarah

Xxx

www.sarahmorgan.com

For Sue. I write about fictional friendships, but ours is real.

Lucky me.

Give a girl the right shoes and she can conquer the world.

—Marilyn Monroe

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Thank you

Read on for an extract of New York, Actually

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Copyright

One

There are plenty of fish in the sea, but that’s no use if you live in New York City.

—Eva

“We cannot send two turtledoves! I know he’s proposing at Christmas and he thinks it’s romantic, but it won’t be romantic when the room is covered in bird droppings. The venue will blacklist us and the love of his life will say no to his question, which will not give us the happy-ever-after we’re all hoping for.” Moving her phone to a more comfortable position against her ear, Eva Jordan snuggled deeper into her coat. Beyond the windows of the cab the snow was still falling steadily, defying attempts of those who tried to clear it. The more they shoveled the more fell, or so it seemed. In a contest between man and the elements, man was most definitely losing. The snowstorm almost obliterated her view of Fifth Avenue, the glittering shop windows muted and veiled by the falling flakes. “I’ll help him reframe his idea of ‘romantic,’ and it won’t include calling birds, hens of any nationality, nor geese, laying or otherwise. And while we’re on the subject, one gold ring is more than enough. Who needs five? He wants exceptional, not excessive, and the two are not the same.”

As always, Paige was practical. “Laura has been dreaming about this moment since she was a little girl. He’s under pressure to make this perfect.”

“I’m pretty sure her dream didn’t include a menagerie of wildlife. I’ll come up with a plan, and it will be spectacular. No one does romance better than I do.”

“Except when it’s for yourself.”

“Thanks for reminding me my love life is extinct.”

“You’re welcome. And having agreed on the facts, perhaps you’d like to tell me what you intend to do about it.”

“Nothing at all. And we are not having this conversation again.” Eva delved into her bag and pulled out her notebook. “Can we get back to business? We have a month until Christmas.”