A Sugar Promise for Christmas
Sugarplum
Sugarplums. They should be dancing in my head. But they aren’t. Why? Because I’m spending my Christmas Eve under the rule of the biggest Scrooge I know. My boss. Lincoln Maverick. He’s gorgeous. He’s a billionaire. And he’s an evil workaholic who demands his assistant works even longer than he does. I’m the fifth one he’s had this year, and I’m about to make him interview for his sixth.
When the clock strikes twelve, my Christmas gift to myself is a resignation letter on his desk and the intention of walking my curvy behind out the door. The last reaction I expected from him was a relieved thank you.
Now, there’s nothing standing in his way.
Lincoln Maverick wants one thing this Christmas. Me...
Son of a Nutcracker!
Bad weather forces Sophia to remain in the city for Christmas instead of visiting her family.
Miserable, and all alone on the holiday, she does what anyone else in her situation would do and visits a crappy dinner to eat crappy food and be around other people feeling just as sad and lonely as she is. bah-humbug!
Things have to look up at some point! It's Christmas after all. And miracles happen, right? Right?
When a delicious-sounding voice interrupts her woe-is-me thoughts, Sophia thinks this just might be the miracle she was hoping for. Jackson is tall, dark and handsome. And bonus, he also has a beard--Sophia's kryptonite.
Once these two get talking, they realize Christmas miracles really do happen, and maybe, just maybe, they're each other's...
The Not So Silent Night
Santa's coming to town, and this Christmas Eve is going to be anything but a silent night!
When Bella returns home for the Holidays, the last thing she's expecting is to find a man in her bathroom.
Turns out, her parents' new neighbor is a bit of a handyman and was fixing a leaky pipe as a favor.
He can fix my leaky pipes whenever he likes...
The handsome bachelor isn't much of a talker, but Ryder likes what he sees when the busty beauty bursts in on him and almost falls at his feet--and loses her towel in the process!
Neither of them believe in Christmas Miracles, but with their bedroom windows facing each other, they're in for an interesting show, and a not so silent night...
Mine for the Holidays
I need a man. Just for the holidays...
Skin care is my life. My business, my baby.
I don’t have time for a relationship.
In fact, I don’t even want one. The last thing I want is marriage and kids. I enjoy my single life, thoroughly—thank you very much.
When I’m faced with yet another year of questions from well-meaning relatives, I decide a little white lie won’t hurt anyone, and say I’m dating. Actually, I tell them I’m quite serious about an imaginary man I dub, ‘Liam’. Not my finest hour.
It starts out quite innocent at first, but as the lie grows, I find myself promising that Liam will be joining us for Thanksgiving.
But, that’s fine. I can just tell them he’s busy—or we broke up—and then I can insist I don’t want to talk about it and live to fight another day. Right?
The plan seems workable until my mother calls to warn me about the ‘surprise’ my great aunt has for us—a ten day holiday cruise. Sounds like Paradise, but add the fact that she’s already bought myself and my imaginary boyfriend non-refundable tickets, I’m faced with admitting I was lying, or...finding myself a stand-in.
I’ll bet you already know what I decide...
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