Surprise!
Fun Fact: I did not plan for ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS A WEREWOLF to have a sequel. I wrote that book mostly out of rage against the Christmas countdowns and my least favorite season of the year. It was fun. It was cathartic. It was going to be a one hit wonder.
Until I started marketing it in December and scribbled out the plot to a horror movie as written by the Hallmark channel.
In January my crit partner, Amy Laurens, sent me a mock-up cover for my horror-story-slash-rom-com.
Suddenly I had 35,000 words, a cute romance, and a December 1st release date.
SURPRISE!
I have a new book coming out in December. Are you ready to meet the Cozy Crew?
💖 Chicago’s Very Own Grinch
💖 Neon Goths
💖 Hades & Persephone
💖 The Shy One Loves The Loud One
💖 Meet Me Under The Mistletoe Hemiparastic Plant
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Meredith Kriesmas has the world’s Grinchest job ever. She is on the audit team of Markham and Sloan that goes in, evaluates every worker’s ROI, and hands out the pink slips just in time for the winter holidays.
And she loves it!
Like a modern-day Scrooge she waltzes through Chicago handling the finances of the biggest names in business. Then one fine day in April she’s called to the sets of Cozy TV, the home for heartwarming (and tooth-aching) holiday movies. Mid-spring the sets are all cozy Christmas scenes, snowflakes, and her best friend from Galena, Illinois, who desperately needs Merri to work her magic and save Cozy TV from the chopping block after being bought by Slasher Corp, the biggest name in streaming horror theater.
If Merri can work her magic she can find the missing money, cure Cozy’s woes, and make sure the Christmas Eve special is the movie of a lifetime. She just has to make sure she isn’t caught by the Cozy Curse, the evil menace that seems to convince sensible women to quit their jobs in the city and move to the middle of nowhere in the name of love.
And there’s plenty to love, from the cute set designer, to the B-list actor who made it big but still has one Cozy Christmas special in his contract. But it’s Seth, Slasher CEO, who rings Merri’s bell…
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Teaser:
The hallway ahead looked like it led to offices, probably movie HQ for all the chaos outside. Meeting the directors was certainly on someone’s bucket list, but not mine. I wanted to go straight to the top. And I didn’t trust elevators in buildings older than me.
Sashaying past the receptionist I took the black stairs admiring how the shining black of the floor made it look like I was floating over the abyss. Whoever had done the interior design for Slasher had gone in for Aesthetic and I loved it for many reasons, not the least of which was that under the recessed spotlights I glowed like Persephone entering the underworld.
Hopefully Hades was home.
As I ascended to the upper level of there was a sharp, staccato sound of stilettos snapping against the black tile.
A woman turned the corner, almost pushing me down the stairs. She was willowy and tall in the way Twiggy had made famous nearly a century before. Gamin. With short-cropped neon pink hair, black contacts with pink stars for pupils, and three silver rings pierced into her right eyebrow along with the Slasher uniform of an all-black ensemble that hugged the tight, straight lines of her body.
Short nails too. Unpainted.
I wondered if she liked rugby.
But I didn’t ask because I’ve found that not every woman I meet wants me to start matchmaking as soon as I notice them. It was just that she was exactly my sister’s type.
The pink haired potential sister-in-law stopped short and glared at me. It was a good glare. She had at least eight inches on me and a face meant for brooding, withering scorn.
I smiled up at her.
She crossed her arms.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw movement, a figure wearing a black hoodie accessing the upstairs snack bar. So we had an audience.
I smiled brighter and pulled a business card out of my clutch to offer to the pink-haired Cerberus. “Merri Kriesmas.”
“It’s April.”
“My name is still Merri Kriesmas in April.”