Christmas Sucks

Holly Christmas - yes, that's her real name - has one rule: if it looks too good to be true, it probably is. So when a suspiciously perfect all-inclusive Christmas getaway lands in her inbox days after her boyfriend leaves her for her best friend, she does the sensible thing. She goes anyway. What she finds isn't a four-star hotel. It's a centuries-old mansion, a vampire who hasn't celebrated Christmas since approximately the French Revolution, and absolutely no way home until New Year's. Nikolai Volkov did not ask for a human woman in his wine cellar. He especially did not ask for one who negotiates Christmas activities while hanging upside down, fills his kitchen with festive chaos, and makes him feel something for the first time in over two hundred years. A grumpy vampire. A sunshine hostage. One very inconvenient slow burn.