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Maybe Tonight 04

Maybe Forever 05

Maybe Tomorrow 06

About Kim 18

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Maybe Forever 15

Maybe Tomorrow 16

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Imagine finding out you could never have a baby with the man you love... Expat American Laney Halliwell finds out the hard way when Niklas tells her he had a vasectomy before they met and isn't interested in reversing it. Why should he? They've got his kids from his first marriage and an enviable life in Stockholm.

What if you fell in love in the most unexpected way...? But Laney wants more. So when a friend suggests she look into an alternative sperm bank in Copenhagen to find a potential father for her baby, things don't go exactly as planned. Especially when Laney meets Mads and finds herself falling in love.

BOOK 1 in the Maybe... series

also available in paperback

Mads Rasmussen has had enough:  of being a sperm donor, of feeling disconnected, of being alone.

Then someone walks into his life in a most unexpected way...

Maybe Tonight is a companion novella to Maybe Baby that gives readers a glimpse of Mads's life just before and after he meets Laney. It's a novella about love and what happens when it takes you by surprise.

The Swirl Awards Best Short Novel 2015

BOOK 2 in the Maybe... series

MAYBE BABY Imagine finding out you could never have a baby with the man you love...

Expat American Laney Halliwell finds out the hard way when Niklas tells her he had a vasectomy before they met and isn't interested in reversing it. Why should he? They've got his kids from his first marriage and an enviable life in Stockholm.

What if you fell in love in the most unexpected way...? B ut Laney wants more. So when a friend suggests she look into an alternative sperm bank in Copenhagen to find a potential father for her baby, things don't go exactly as planned. Especially when Laney meets Mads and finds herself falling in love.

BOOKS 1 & 2 of the Maybe... series in one volume

MAYBE TONIGHT Mads Rasmussen has had enough: of being a sperm donor, of feeling disconnected, of being alone.  

Then someone walks into his life in a most unexpected way...  

Maybe Tonight gives us a glimpse of Mads's life just before and after he meets Laney and lets us see what happens when love takes you by surprise. 

Is the honeymoon over…? Now married with two children, Laney and Mads are finding their life together isn’t as simple as it used to be. While Laney struggles with motherhood, Mads is so focused on chasing success that he loses sight of promises he’s made.

Better apart…? When frustration gets the better of her, Laney takes the kids and goes to the US, hoping to find solace with her aunt Cecily, a former school teacher who now teaches yoga and meditation in Florida.

Can Laney and Mads find their way back to one another...or is it too late?

BOOK 3 in the Maybe... series

also available in paperback

The Swirl Awards Best Women's Fiction 2016

No such thing as love… Eddy and Henrik don’t believe in love. At least, that’s what they keep telling themselves. 

A summer fling… That’s all it was ever supposed to be. So why can’t they stop thinking about one another? For Eddy, who’s moving back to America in a few weeks—the worst thing that could happen would be to fall in love with the one man who could make her question her decision.

A STANDALONE book  in the Maybe... series

Out of his comfort zone… Henrik never counted on trusting love again. He’s put all his energy into his career. So why does the thought of Eddy leaving Europe for good make him want to do everything in his power to make her want to stay…? 

also available in paperback

Meet Mia Wilkinson. Mia Wilkinson doesn't feel very thankful right now, despite it being Thanksgiving. She's just found out her married boyfriend has no intention of leaving his wife. She heads north to her deceased grandmother's house in a small town in Vermont. But her plans for a solitary Christmas don't go as planned—especially when a gorgeous South African photographer shows up on her doorstep.

And then there's Jake Groenewald... Jake's come to Hunters Grove to get over losing his best friend and colleague to the atrocities of war. The last thing he expects is to have his life turned upside down by Mia and her Rules of Cohabitation. And falling in love is definitely not on his agenda.

Will a little snow help them along the way? 

A Hunters Grove love story

also available in paperback

All it took was a chance encounter and a spilled beer to bring Jessica and Chris togeher.

Studying in Edinburgh and away from the US for the first time in their lives, neither expects to bump into someone from their hometown, much less fall in love. But fate has a way of playing tricks with people.

How long can their love last? As their final term in Edinburgh comes to a close, they face the reality of moving back 

to a raciallycharged US. Will they be able to survive jessica's insecurities about their future and Chris's own ambition?

a novella

Susannah is haunted--by the magnitude of her grief...by the silence...by her husband's ghost.

A short story about a love that never dies. 

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I turn off the ignition and then got out of the car. It's colder here than it had beenin Philly and I want to make sure there's enough firewood in the house, in case I decide to light a fire. I set my grocery bags on the porch and then go back to the car to fetch my battered weekend bag. That's when I notice a dark figure coming up the driveway.

Whoever it is is tall and walks with care on the snow-dusted gravel. I call out a "hey!" and the figure stops then comes toward me. Shit, maybe this was dumb.

"This is private property," I say with more bravery than I feel. It's dark enough now that the porch light isn't providing enough light to see the stranger's face.

"I know, so what are you doing here?"

"I own this place," I say hotly. "Who are you? And just what are you doing here?" "I live here," the man replies and steps closer. "If you own this place, then you should know who your tenant is."

"What are you talking about? I never said anyone could rent here—"

"Ruth Carter helped me set everything up," he says. "I've got a lease."

"Look, my grandmother left me this place—"

"Ah..you're the prodigal granddaughter...right, that explains it. You don't live here."

"Just who are you?"

"I'm Jake Groenewald," he clarifies. "Like I said, I'm your tenant. I'm renting the guest cottage."

from Snowbound

He pulled a crushed packet of cigarettes from the pocket of his jeans and offered me one. I accepted it and leaned in so he could light it for me. As I took that first illicit drag, he said, "I think I saw you earlier. I was in a café and I looked out the window and saw someone who looked a lot like you."

"I saw you, too," I admitted. We both exhaled smoke and watched the milky tendrils merge and swirl. We kept our backs to the bar and looked out over the water again. "And when I saw you in their... books, I was a little stunned." "I wasn't expecting to see you here, either."

His voice trailed down my spine. I stole a glance at him. I was wrong earlier when I said he wasn't handsome. There was something so masculine about him. I couldn't really find the words to describe him. He was tall and lean, but there was a strength to him. Underneath his clothing was sure to be the body of someone who did not go to the gym, but who had the natural muscles and leanness of physical labor. He didn't have the perfectly slicked-back hair that most Scandinavian men seemed to favor; they wore it like a badge of their social class and their success. Mads's hair was a messy mop of waves and stray curls that looked coppery in the glow of the spotlights. He swept back the curls that hung in front of his eyes and revealed the most beautiful pair of hazel eyes. I bit my lower lip. He was too good-looking for me, and he was smiling at me with such fierceness that I knew he felt something, too. He was watching me. I could feel the path his eyes took. My body tingled in anticipation.

"I saw you standing there and I thought, shit, this must be some kind of dream. Or maybe Ida was playing a joke on me."

We both laughed. What were the chances? 

from Maybe Baby

I looked up from the sketches Jonas had given me.  Benny was perched on the far end of the farm table we used for all meetings and group pow-wows. "It's actually next week, but we'll all be in Milan."

"So you're celebrating early?" She crossed her ankles. Her overalls gapped at the side and revealed glimpses of evenly tanned skin. I glanced away. "I love that you two are so...romantic." She said it as though my wanting to do something nice for Laney was quaint.

"Did you finish the updates to the sketches for the Hotel Alexandra project?" I didn't want to discuss Laney with Benny. I knew how it would go. Benny wasone of those women who said she was one of the guys. But she made sure you always knew she wasn't one of the guys. And right now I couldn't concentrate with her watching me, swinging her legs back and forth, flashing that smile I knew my workshop mates Jonas and Morten had called saucy. Saucy because she made you feel like she'd stripped you naked without even removing a single piece of clothing, like she should see past all your defenses. She was the sort of woman you could fuck if you wanted and pretend you could go back to being friends. Because that's what the cool girls did. At least, that's what Laney used to tell me. Because she said she'd been one of those women.  

I stole another glance at Benny. She'd hopped off the table and was now peering down at the table top and the unfurled prints of the ideas for the hotel renovation we'd presented for a project bid.  She leaned forward, the tops of her breasts suddenly exposed. I felt my mouth going dry. I looked away. I didn't want her. I knew I didn't. I wanted my wife. But...no, this was just a rough patch. Benny was not the one I wanted to hold.

I wanted Laney.

I wanted her to want me again.

from Maybe Forever

“Well, it’s just us here...but it’s not a scary film so we should be okay.”

Once the film started, she was so lost in it, I think she forgot I was even there. I couldn’t blame her. The story of a war photographer whose family can no longer accept the danger of her work, and the emotional maelstrom it sets off when she puts one of her children at risk, was so compelling that I was too caught up in it to remember to even eat my popcorn.

Halfway through the film, Eddy shifted in her seat and nestled into me so that her head rested on my shoulder. On the screen, a love scene unfolded between Juliette Binoche and Nikolaj Coster-Waldau as they grappled with their issues and the weight of their love for one another. And it hit me--soon Eddy would leave. She’d already made it clear she was returning to New York once Laney and Mads were back from their honeymoon. These weeks in Copenhagen were only a brief respite until she could have access to herapartment in New York. I wanted to convince her to stay despite how fleeting whatever we had was. I was no different from the husband on screen, trying to persuade his wanderlust wife to stay. The only difference was there was nothing to hold Eddy here. And I knew that the only thing we had were these days together. Whatever was going on between us--was it a fling? Were we simply friends?

 When she sighed, I turned my head just enough to capture her lips with mine. I cupped her cheek with my palm and held her there. Even in the dark cinema I could see her shining eyes, the questioning they held...but then her hand crept up to mine and her fingers slid into the space mine left and it felt like in that moment we made a promise to one another.  

from Maybe Tomorrow

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Golden

About Kim Kim Golden was born and raised in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. In 1995, she left the US and moved to Sweden for love with a capital L with her gorgeous Swede.

She writes stories for people who know that love comes inevery color.

When she isn't writing fiction, she writes copy about perfume and lipstick for a Swedish cosmetics firm.

Or -since she loves to travel- you might find her enjoying good food, wine and company in places like Italy, Spain or her favorite hideaways in Copenhagen and southern Sweden. 

CONNECT WITH HER

 1. I write love stories mostly set in Scandinavia and featuring interracial couples. 2. I was born and raised in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania and I cheer for the Philadelphia Flyers, Philadelphia Eagles and the Philadelphia Phillies. 3. I adore fried chicken and waffles with lots of maple syrup. It reminds me of my childhood. 4. In 1995, I moved to Stockholm, Sweden for love.  I am still here, still together with the same gorgeous Swede. 5. When I am feeling nostalgic, I scream along to old school Duran Duran. This happens fairly often. 6. Before I became an indie author/copywriter, I worked as a freelance translator (Swedish-English), language consultant and bookseller. 7. My hair does what it wants. That's just the way it is. 8. I love risotto. Want to convince me to do something? Promise me risotto with black truffles and lots of Parmesan cheese. 9. I used to take piano lessons, but I was never very good at it. I admire anyone who can play the piano well. 10. I recently discovered that I love eating granola with almond milk. I'm lactose intolerant, so this is a plus! 11. I self-published my first novel, Snowbound, back in 2013.

Here are 20 facts about me:

12. I've never had children. I always wanted to, but after several miscarriages I stopped trying. 13. When I was a kid, I spent every summer in Smithfield, Virginia with my grandparents. 14. I love memory foam pillows and mattresses. 15. I write the sort of stories I want to read. Which means you are not always guaranteed a Happily Ever After. 16.I have a crush on Danish actor Nikolaj Coster-Waldau, who was also the inspiration for Mads in the Maybe... series.  17. I love Converse Chuck Taylors. 18. There's a subway station here in Stockholm that I hate going to--not because of crime or anything, but because it has weird stones all over the walls that look like warts and it freaks me out. 19. I am a jeans and t-shirt kind of girl. And I rarely wear makeup even though I work for a cosmetics company. 20. I hate when I go to the movies with friends and they start talking during the film--I am there to get lost in a moment, not gossip.

That's me in a nutshell!

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