ID Johnson creates characters you'll want to have as your best friends with antagonists you'll love to hate. Her love for all things princess-y compelled her to write her first medieval romance at fifteen, and she hasn't stopped writing since. Now, her plots are a little more complex, her topics a little more mature, and her romances often more intense, but she's never lost the love she felt the first moment she breathed life into a character over twenty years ago. If you love feisty paranormal heroines, damsels who cause distress, or historical ladies who know how to light up a room, then pull up a seat, get out your eReader, and meet ID Johnson's friends. Soon enough, they'll be your friends, too.
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Everyone deserves a second chance at happiness... even a killer.

Serendipity Fizzlestitch wants nothing more than to be left alone. In a small cabin a stone's throw from the house where her sisters and mother breathed their last, Serendipity toils away, making the dolls her late father was working on when he disappeared beneath the ocean waves. Serendipity is content to spend the rest of her existence here, trying to atone for the mistakes of her past by creating the dolls that bring joy to so many others.

When a mysterious letter arrives in her fireplace, an unusual stranger shows up at her door, and her favorite mouse friend goes missing, Serendipity is forced to face the outside world--and the ghosts from her past. Will she accept the opportunity to join the most famous toymaker of all time, or will her guilt prevent her from finding the happiness everyone deserves?

The Doll Maker's Daughter at Christmas is a whimsical romantic fantasy that proves everyone deserves a second chance, no matter how horrific our past. Perfect for Christmas, or any time of year, The Doll Maker's Daughter at Christmas will bring back the magic we can only find when we truly believe.

The Doll Maker's Daughter at Christmas

"Well, hello there, Corey," a jolly voice cried out, causing Corey to look up and meet two sparkling blue eyes.?"How are you this fine day, my boy?"


"Sir, it's nice to see you," Corey replied, offering his hand, unsure as to whether or not St. Nicholas had heard his mutterings. "I'm doing well, thank you. And yourself?"


"Couldn't be better," he chuckled as he released Corey's hand, thin and small in comparison to his own. "I'm very excited to hear that you were able to procure a replacement for the recently deceased Mrs. Meriwether. She served me well for over two hundred years, God rest her sweet soul."


"Yes, sir, we were all very sad to see her go," Corey replied, a distraught look plastered on his face, his voice ringing with lamentation.


St. Nicholas shook his head slowly from side to side, his great white beard rippling as he did so. After a moment, he regained his composure and asked, "When will Ms. Fizzlestitch be arriving?"


Chapter 22: A Response Part 2