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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

Shaking his head, Corey tossed the card back on the counter out of the way. Then, returning his attention to Waddlebug, he said, "Prepare the tea, and make sure that you put this in her cup." With that, he pulled the small flask containing the powerful blue liquid out of his pocket and shoved into the mitt of his assistant who stared at it in trepidation. "What is it?" Corey asked, still annoyed.


"Nothing," Waddlebug said, staring at the flask. "It's only I'm not sure I want to be a part of this. I don't think you should do it, make her stay if she doesn't want to."


With a huff, Corey took the flask back, shoving it into his pants pocket. "Fine. Then, when the tea is ready, call me in, and I shall put it in for you. All right?"


Without saying a word, Mr. Waddlebug nodded solemnly and watched as Corey crossed back over to the door. As always, his disposition changed as he pushed the door open, the smile returning to his face in order to appease his company.


Chapter 36: A Mouse, a Flask, and a Decision, Part 2