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When homesteader John MacTavish wakes up to find his livelihood wiped out, he’s told to seek out the Ghost. Not a phantom but a roving bounty hunter, keeping the valley clean of scum.
But Ghost has been chasing Shadows. And this quarry is known to bite. There’s a lot more out there in the empty plains than just men and horses. Sometimes there are monsters.Bookmarked by Lost_infinity
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06 Dec 2025
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Simon Riley, known as “The Ghost of Manchester,” has spent fifteen years as the most feared hitman in Britain’s underworld, until one last job grants him a chance at a new life. He escapes to Wynndale, a picture-perfect Yorkshire village decked in Christmas cheer, determined to live in the shadows and forget his violent past. Which proves impossible when Johnny MacTavish, a cheerful ex-soldier turned coffee shop owner of The Sneaky Kilt, and relentless spreader of holiday spirit, crashes through Simon’s defenses like nothing he's ever experienced before.
As Wynndale celebrates the season, Simon is drawn into Johnny’s world of found family, sparkly kilts, the true joy that comes with Christmas, and after-hours decorating. Before long, he finds his dark grey world slowly transformed into golds, greens, and reds, though none as vibrant as the blue eyes of Johnny.
However, when Simon discovers Johnny's in danger from more than just the local thugs threatening his coffee shop, Simon must confront the darkness he can’t outrun, a lifetime of cold and calculation, and what it truly means to love and live with another.
Or as I like to call it: "Hallmark Presents : A Hitman For Christmas"
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05 Dec 2025
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After retiring from the army Ghost settled down in the highlands, alone but for a flock of sheep. It was easier that way, better. Or so he told himself.
That is until Soap MacTavish sets up shop across the valley, dazzling everyone with hot chocolate, animatronic reindeer, and his smile.
Perhaps it’s time for Ghost to come in from the cold, if he can remember how.
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02 Dec 2025
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Snow whipped around them both in a frenzy. It was all Soap could do to keep putting one foot in front of the other, dragging them both forward as frost nipped at his bones. Wind slammed them from all sides, roaring through the bare trees and covering Soap's footsteps as quickly as he made them. Claw-like branches grabbed at him and Ghost, but he didn't dare stop, no matter how hard they tried to force him back.
Stopping meant death.
And Soap wasn't about to let the man he loved freeze and be left forgotten in no-man's-land.
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Trapped in a collapsing blind and battered by days of snow and silence, Soap is fraying at the seams—cold, half-mad, and absolutely convinced his lieutenant is some cocked-up apparition of a man. But when the mission turns, everything spirals, leaving Soap to drag an injured, hypothermic Ghost through blizzard and blood to the last safehouse still standing.
(Or: A storm. A sniper’s nest. A confession years in the making. And the quiet moment where Soap finally gets to hold the man he never stopped falling for.)
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01 Dec 2025