A drunk guy in a mall elf costume ruining Carrie’s favorite sweater is not a promising start…
But at least he makes her laugh—a holiday miracle. In the two years since a miscarriage at Christmas broke up her once fairy-tale marriage, the most “wonderful” time of year has become no more than a grim reminder of all she’s lost. Though the elf-man promises to pay back the sweater-debt, she assumes that’s the last she’ll see of the charming stranger... moreA drunk guy in a mall elf costume ruining Carrie’s favorite sweater is not a promising start…
But at least he makes her laugh—a holiday miracle. In the two years since a miscarriage at Christmas broke up her once fairy-tale marriage, the most “wonderful” time of year has become no more than a grim reminder of all she’s lost. Though the elf-man promises to pay back the sweater-debt, she assumes that’s the last she’ll see of the charming stranger. But when she crosses paths with him again and odd things start to happen, Carrie begins to wonder if she’s somehow made a deal with an actual elf. Her Christmas Elf has a funny and sweet cinnamon roll hero, delicious food porn, a hint of magic, and heartwarming holiday feels. Unlike most of my books, there’s no explicit sex (you’re welcome, Mom!), but plenty of sexiness. Grab a hot cocoa and find holiday magic with a swoon-worthy, feel-good read! less
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