With no room at the Inn, she is forced to accept his offer to stay with him. What had looked like a miserable holiday has every chance of becoming a sexy interlude that she will never forget. But when Eric turns out to be so much more. Can she turn a fun fling into something with true meaning?

    Other titles of A Cozy AF Christmas:Snow Place Like Home by Olivia T. TurnerThe Snuggle is Real by Frankie LovePolar Opposites by Dani Wyatt

    It didn't take long for me to realize giving up Noelle was the worst mistake I'd ever made. When I find out my parents are about to lose their Christmas tree farm, I know I have to go home and help. I haven't been back since the day I said goodbye to everything I knew and I'm not sure everyone in my little hometown will be happy to see me. Especially not Noelle. This Christmas, I may come back to save my family's farm, but I'm not leaving without making Noelle my bride. She might think we're ancient history, but I'm going to show her all we need to reignite our love is a little magic under the mistletoe.

    They're extremely busy this time of year with all of the holiday festivities they have planned. When one of his employees falls ill, it's up to Justice to take over running the sleigh rides and he isn't happy about it. He's more the behind the scenes kind of guy. One cold Friday night he's all set up to guide a blind date sleigh ride when the guy calls it off last minute. He's about to start cleaning up when the most beautiful woman he's ever seen shows up for her blind date.Delaney Brewer has been anxious all week about the blind date her friend from work set her up on. She never does things like this, but her friend promised her he was a great guy and that they would totally hit it off. She's cautiously optimistic when she shows up only to find out her date bailed on the date without telling her. She's not sure if she should be pissed or thanking the guy since the man standing in front of her is the real-life version of the man of her dreams.When Justice offers to take her out for a ride anyway, Delaney accepts even if it is just a pity ride.One night of Snowy Kisses turns into something neither of them could have expected.

    But that’s exactly what happens. I’m a mechanic, and I could simply fix this beauty’s car – but instead I change the course of our lives. Forever. When you know, you know. And the moment I see Noelle, there is no doubt. This woman is everything my lonely heart needs. And I’m the real, salt of the earth man she’s been waiting for. This Christmas we’re finding love … and choosing our own happily ever after. Dear Reader, Insta-love at its finest just in time for the holiday season. It’s a fantasy we’ve all had – the perfect man showing up in our lives when we least expect it. But Lewis is here to stay. A sexy mechanic who’s putting a wrench in Noelle’s holiday plans – literally. And believe me – he knows just where to put it. xo, frankie

    The last thing I was expecting was that Santa could be so freaking hot! My ovaries went into overdrive as I watched this hunk of a man hold babies and bounce kids on his knee while they babbled on about all the gifts they wanted for Christmas. But what really captured my heart––and attention––was when I had to help pose a disabled girl on his lap. The instant my eyes landed on his huge package, I couldn’t look away! They say Santa only comes once a year but if I have my say in the matter, he’ll be coming over and over again. Oh, and did I mention his twin who’s equally as attractive? This might be the hottest Christmas ever!

    Freaking black ice.Waking up in a hospital room is a shock. Either I survived the crash, or this is hell. My head is pounding while pain slices through every inch of my body. You could say I’m a little grumpy from the ordeal I’ve endured. After kicking every incompetent twit out of my hospital room, I’m shocked when the perfect, curvy angel walks in. Forgetting about the pain is easy as I stare into her stunning eyes.As the newest nurse on the Trauma floor, I’ve been assigned to care for the problem patient. Lucky me. Nothing makes Mr. Grumpy Pants happy. Unfortunately, healing his body won’t do anything for his nasty temperament. Too bad, my silly heart doesn’t seem to care that the wealthy, handsome businessman is such a jerk. I might be falling for Mr. All Wrong.What happens when the adorable nurse gets stuck with the world’s grumpiest patient? Her kisses warm his cold heart and turn him into Mr. So Right.This over-the-top quick read is just what you're looking for if you like sweet, clean, insta-love romance with a little bit of humor.

    Tired of his condescending remarks, I decided that it was time to show him that he was wrong, so I put a plan into motion. I got a hold of my best friend, Erin, to set up a girl’s night out. My plan was to prove to myself––and Chad––that other men would still find me attractive. What I didn’t plan on was visiting the North Pole! Everyone thinks that Santa has short, little elves but I’m here to tell you that he doesn’t. His helpers all stand over six feet tall, wear Santa hats, and are more skilled than any man you’ll ever meet. (A MFMMMMMM Ménage.)

    Once upon a time, he didn't though — and coming to Snowden is meant to help him find his way again. What he does not mean to find is the beautiful angel who runs Mistletoe, a year-round Christmas store.He certainly does not want to feel what she makes him feel.To rid himself of her, the sickly-sweet store, and hopefully how bad he wants her, he intends to kick her out before the holiday.Only when he goes to tell her it’s time to pack it up, he can’t. Not just because he finds her singing jingle bells and looking like a sinfully sexy angel, but because he can no longer deny the truth. Malcom might hate the holidays — but he does not hate Noel King.No, he loves everything merry and bright about her — it seems her Mistletoe Magic has made him forget what it means to be a grinch.

    Something that begins with an O.My name is Livia,and I've been a good girl.But Santa's never brought me what I really want.Can you guess what O I'm talking about?I've never had one.No big O, no little O.No O at all.My parents even forgot to put an O on the front of my name.But this Christmas might be different...I might get what I've always wanted;A Not-So-Silent Night...Santa comes once a year … or does he? Join sixteen of your favorite romance authors as they make all of your Christmas wishes come true! Put out the milk, he’ll take care of your cookie — it’s time to take seat on Santa’s lap.

    I love living in the house I grew up in, minus the parents who’d moved to a retirement community. I love it when everything stays the same.What I don’t love is that the sweet little old lady I’ve always lived next door to passed away. To make matters worse, her money-hungry grandson showed up to do a couple of quick fixes before putting the house on the market.Rowdy is the epitome of everything that’s wrong with the world, including the stupid nickname he insists on using. Where was he when she was alive? Why can’t he respect my privacy when I’m in my backyard? And how could his smile be so contagious?It’s not that I was opposed to smiles or happiness or guys who exuded sex appeal. The problem was that he was only going to be in town for a couple of months, short enough he wouldn’t even tell me his real name or what he did for a living.Then he had the nerve to take a job at the grocery store where I worked. He couldn’t possibly get any more annoying. Why bother with a job when you aren’t sticking around? And how in the world did we end up under the mistletoe together at the company Christmas party?The kiss was almost enough to make me let my guard down. Almost. But the bombshell I found out immediately after the kiss was more than I could handle.RowdyImagine my surprise finding out my grandmother had been alive. Had been. Unfortunately, I didn’t find out until I got a letter explaining that she’d passed away and I’d inherited her house.She’d lived in a small town in the Colorado mountains. A far cry from my life in Vegas but all I had to do was fix it up, put it on the market, then let the realtors do the rest. Between the income from the sale and my savings account, I’d be able to quit my job as a stripper and go back to school. I wasn’t sure what for, but it wouldn’t be stripping.I’d heard small towns were friendly but my grandma’s neighbor hadn’t gotten the message. No matter how many times I said hi and tried to talk to her, she made it clear I was the unwelcome outsider.Did I simply want what I couldn’t have or was Mae truly the woman of my dreams? She was sweet and simple in a way I’d never understood. The most basic offerings in life like sunsets and snowflakes filled her with joy.I’d thought I wanted a reprieve from the fast-paced life of a stripper, but Mae showed me what I really wanted. Life with her and all of the simplicities. Without a university in sight, it’s possible I overstepped my bounds taking a job at the grocery store where she worked but I was dragging out my stay and spending as much time with her as possible.Little did I know it would lead us to a kiss under the mistletoe. A kiss that solidified every suspicion I’d had that my life wouldn’t be complete without Mae. But I might have misread her starry eyes when I pulled away because minutes later, she was running out of the party instead of into my arms.Was giving up city life and my plans for a university education worth the fantasy I could convince Mae we were meant to be together?

    And she’s all I want this Christmas and beyond. It’s time to convince her to take a seat on Santa’s lap and find out if she’s been naughty or nice.If she doesn’t see the gift that she is, I’ll show her just how I intend to unwrap her...*This is a short story that's part of the Santa's Coming... series. Join sixteen of your favorite romance authors as they make all of your Christmas wishes come true! Put out the milk, he’ll take care of your cookie — it’s time to take a seat on Santa’s lap.*

    Except somehow I ended up in the dreaded Friend Zone and I’ve been stuck there ever since. But that’s all going to change. I know exactly what she needs and it isn’t a shoulder to cry on. What she doesn’t know is that she might know me as a nice guy who surprises her with lattes at work but behind closed doors I’m a different kind of bad — the kind of bad she secretly craves. And tonight, I’m going to get the girl who was born to be mine… and I plan to play dirty to win. Santa comes once a year … or does he? Join sixteen of your favorite romance author as they make all of your Christmas wishes come true! Put out the milk, he’ll take care of your cookie — it’s time to take seat on Santa’s lap.

     All Grayson wanted was a good woman. Luckily, they were both on Santa's "Nice" list. But if they don't quit ignoring the obvious and let Santa's magic work, they might never get together. Looks like Santa will have to dig deep into his bag to pull off this very special Christmas gift. This holiday season sweet-and-steamy short story will make you believe in Santa Claus—and true love.

    He’s her boss and ready to make his move. An unexpected dare will change everything. BayleeIt took me a while—and a lot of ice cream—to get over my ex.I thought he was the one. I was wrong and I don’t like being wrong.My job kept me focused and my boss pretended not to notice me crying at my desk.When the holiday party I planned is a huge success, he gives me kudos, and then he proposes a dare: a kiss under the mistletoe.Taron is honest, eye-candy striking, and makes me feel appreciated. Everything the ex never was or did.I dreamed of this moment once or twice, but he’s my boss and I’m just not ready.Plus, that dare had to have been a joke. Or was it? TaronFor two months I watched her with him, and I did everything I could to show her what a real man does for his woman.And now she’s single and hopefully ready to mingle, and under the mistletoe is the perfect place to let her know my intentions.Baylee is sweet, adorably innocent, and she rocks my jingle bells.I promise she’ll never cry again.But can she give me chance to be everything she’s ever wanted?