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Wanted: one very bad boyfriend for the holidays

I don't just need a fake boyfriend. I need the worst fake boyfriend in the world. Someone who'll get my family off my back about my perpetually single state. Someone so awful they'll beg me to never bring another man home again.

Gabe promised he was up to the task, but by the time we've said hello to the parents and dropped our bags in my childhood bedroom, I've learned that he's a little too good at being bad.

We have so much fun, in fact, that I start to forget it’s all for show.

By the time Christmas Eve rolls around, Gabe’s the only thing I want to unwrap. And if I do, I’m afraid he’ll be the gift I never want to return.

My Fake Bad Boyfriend is a hot standalone holiday novella that's sweet as a candy cane, funny as Elf, and spicy as fireball whiskey in your hot chocolate. Treat yourself to a laugh-out-loud holiday romance!

"One of my favorites of 2021." Laurie Reads Romance

"I truly enjoyed every page of this book." Reading in the Red Room

Our one-night stand was a disaster. Now we're stuck together on a cross-country trek to make it home for Christmas.

My night with the sexy bartender was mind-blowingly hot—until it all went spectacularly wrong. But at least we'll never see each other again, right?

Wrong. So very wrong.

When a blizzard shuts down all air travel, guess who ends up fighting with me over the last rental car on the lot?

Looks like we’re in for the world's most awkward road trip to make it home in time for Christmas. But the more time we spend together in this shoebox-sized car, the more I start to think my first instinct was right: this girl could be the one.

And I'm going to convince her of that, even if it takes a holiday miracle.

My Holiday Hookup Road Trip is a hot standalone Christmas novella that's sweet as a candy cane and spicy as fireball whiskey in your hot chocolate. Treat yourself to a laugh-out-loud romance this holiday!

I’ve got a secret.

The new girl at work? The one I’ve got a crush on?

She’s got a crush too—on the stripper who’s dressing like Santa every weekend in December.

And that’s my secret. I’m him. The Saturday night Santa stripper.

Liv has no idea it’s her new work buddy under the fake white beard and tiny red hot pants, and every time she blushes when she talks about him, I burn with jealousy over myself.

But Liv’s also starting to get close to me—the real me—and seems interested in Christmas Eve activities that’ll put us both on the so-naughty-it's-nice list. I just hope she’ll still want to sit on Santa's lap after I tell her the truth.

My Not-So-Secret Santa is a full-length holiday rom-com that'll heat you up like a mug of hot cocoa and make you melt like the swirl of whipped cream on top. Unwrap a laugh-out-loud romance this Christmas!

They've loathed each other for years. Now they're sabotaging the same Christmas party. Who knew revenge could be such incredible foreplay?

Wyatt Jones has been plotting to destroy his sleazeball boss for years, and tonight, his carefully calibrated revenge plans will bring the fraudster down for good. There's just one problem: CJ Parrish had the same idea. And Wyatt hates CJ Parrish.

No, really. He HATES her. If he could, he'd curse her with chargers that only work at one angle and pockets that get caught on every doorknob she passes for the rest of her infuriating, vindictive life.

CJ Parrish knows exactly how Wyatt feels about her, and she returns that sentiment with the heat of an imploding sun. If she had to choose between spending five minutes staring at his arrogant, know-it-all face or getting stranded at a regional airport with war criminals, ASMR influencers, and people who clip their toenails in public, well, you'll find her napping on the floor at Terminal C Gate 16E.

When Wyatt and CJ's revenge plots collide on the night of a swanky holiday party, the two sworn enemies reluctantly join forces to take down the only person on earth they detest more than each other. But setting aside their mutual loathing for a night ignites a powder keg of emotions they thought were long buried.

Apparently, there's a very thin line between hating someone and just... wanting them.

My Wicked Winter War is spicy enemies-to-lovers Christmas rom-com packed with hissed insults, Rumple Minze cocktails, and angry kissing. It's the fourth book in Sara Whitney's Hot Under the Mistletoe series and can be read as a standalone.