The More the Merrier

<p><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>HER</strong></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Every good bedtime story has a beginning a middle and an end. But this one? It started in the middle-</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>The middle of the woods. The middle of the night. The middle of nowhere. The kind of place where no one could hear you scream... unless they wanted to.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>And trust me the nine shadowy figures watching me through the window? They wanted to hear everything.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>They didn't come bearing gifts. They came bearing hunger.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>They weren't the only ones ready to play reindeer games though. I might've been caught cold and cornered... but I'd always had a soft spot for holiday chaos. Even if the odds were stacked against me.</span></p><p></p><p><em style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Because baby I don't just handle a challenge. I f*ck it raw and ask for seconds. The more the merrier.</em></p><p></p><p><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>THEM</strong></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>The cabin was supposed to be empty. A safehouse. Instead we found her. All curves and fire and just begging to be unwrapped.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>A real Christmas miracle.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>She didn't scream. She smiled. She didn't beg us to let her go. She dared us to keep her.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>And what was more festive than cracking open a present early?</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Especially when that present moaned when you touched it tasted like sin and came tied up with a bow-sprawled out in front of us and absolutely ours.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>We didn't go looking for holiday cheer. But hell if we weren't going to fill </span><em style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>her</em><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)> with some.</span></p><p></p><p><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>The More the Merrier </strong><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>is a dark standalone novella with a HEA. Please heed the trigger warnings at the beginning of the book. </span></p><p></p>