Even till the age of seventeen she believed that Father Christmas existed somewhere, but just before her 18th Christmas her world changed and so did her beliefs and thoughts. That's till she runs into the plaza's Santa who sported a very sexy six pack under that pot stomach of his, not that she cared. She didn't. But with all the christmas spirit in the air, he was a dose of a miracle that she needed. Even if it was just for Christmas, she can let loose...right?

    That’s what Jillian Harmon keeps trying to tell herself. Sure, she might be losing her job along with her staff a few days before the holiday, but a drunken night with a sexy stranger with salt and pepper hair and mesmerizing hazel eyes is just what she needs to take her mind off her crappy luck. Could things get any worse? When her new boss, Jack Morgan, strolls in Monday morning, Jillian is shocked to see it’s her new boss’s bed she shared Friday night. He hands out pink slips like they’re Christmas bonuses, but for reasons unknown to her, he doesn’t’ let her go. Somehow, her staff expects Jillian to fix things, which is how she ends up crashing Jack's solo Christmas in a mountain cabin. The storm is how she ends up snowed in with him, and she’s pretty sure, the alcohol is how he plans to bed her again. She’d need a Christmas miracle and a twelve-step program to save her staff. As for being stuck with Jack, she’s not sure she can be saved. Crashing Christmas is a standalone steamy contemporary romance. 18+

    She loves her family, but on the heels of a divorce and her ex’s new engagement, an evening of togetherness is the last thing she wants. Long-time friend, Sam MacLane has been in love with Cassie for years, and he isn’t about to let her have her pity party. There’s a blizzard on the way, and Sam shows up on her doorstep—bearing gifts....

    A crush she can’t shake. A Christmas she’ll never forget.Ivy Steadman is not in love with her boss. Because first of all, technically speaking, she’s an independent contractor, so he’s not her boss. And second of all, she’s way too professional to fall for someone she works with. Someone it’s her job to sell to the public. Someone who only thinks of her as a colleague, or, at best, a friend. Only a fool would fall for their own marketing like that.Alec Ames is completely in love with his PR Specialist. He’s tried to keep it professional, but there’s no denying the chemistry between him and Ivy. He thinks she just might feel the same way. There’s really only one way to find out.His plan? Sweep her off her feet at the big holiday party he’s throwing for all the employees. He’s got the perfect night planned, from the lush and elegant Christmas decor to the string quartet ready with her favorite holiday song. What could possibly go wrong?