Denise Hunter Quote

The soles of her feet were summer-tough, numb to the jagged shells and bits of pinecone.

Denise Hunter

The soles of her feet were summer-tough, numb to the jagged shells and bits of pinecone.

Denise Hunter

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About Denise Hunter

Denise Hunter is an American author of romance, Christian and women's fiction. She has written more than 40 novels and has appeared on the Amazon, ECPA, and Publishers Weekly bestsellers lists. Three of her books have been adapted into Hallmark movies: The Convenient Groom, A December Bride, and The Goodbye Bride. Hunter has appeared on the 700 Club and received awards such as The Holt Medallion Award, The Carol Award, The Reader's Choice Award, and The Foreword Book of the Year Award.