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

Serendipity shivered. "It's a bit colder out there today, isn't it?"


"Yes, I believe so," Corey agreed. "That's why I made sure you had something warmer to wear today."


"Thank you," Serendipity said thinking of the gray winter wear she had left in the closet. "You know, he does look a bit like an insect, it's true," she offered. "And he does waddle slightly, as well. I believe your assessment was rather spot on." Corey laughed but did not respond, which prompted Serendipity to continue with her assessment. "Of course, if I were named based on my appearance, I should wonder what I would be called."


"Well, that depends," Corey replied shrugging. "If you were named on the first day I met you, I would have to call you something very different than what I would name you on the last."


"And what would you call me today?" Serendipity asked placing her hands beneath her chin in an angelic position.


Again, Corey couldn't help but laugh. "In that pose? I don't know,?Snow Angel, perhaps."


Chapter 41: A Revelation, Part 3