Just because I don't run around with a stupid grin on my face all day every day doesn't mean I'm grumpy. Ryan Sosa, grumpy former corporate accountant, has had it up to here with surprises. He didn't see getting fired coming. And he certainly didn't anticipate flying across the country to the world's hippie-est, happiest, most annoying town to save his great-uncle from some mysterious emergency. Not only is there actual snow on the ground, it also appears that elves on psychedelics have decked Blue Moon's halls. But he doesn't have time to be snarky about the impending Winter Solstice and Multicultural Holiday Celebration--whatever the hell that is. Not when he's got a farm to save, a free-range sheep that he may or may not have nudged with his stupid microscopic rental car, and some small-town veterinarian telling him she can't take the animal off his hands. Dr. Sammy Ames has a practice to manage and a fundraising crisis to attend to. She doesn't have time to deal with a big-city grouch who doesn't remember being her first kiss ever. Especially not since he wants to dump a sheep named Stan on her. So not happening. No matter how cute--and pantless--Ryan is when he's drunk. Besides, as soon as he solves his uncle's problem, he'll be on the first flight out of Blue Moon, never to return again. It will take a Winter Solstice Miracle or perhaps some matchmaking interference from the Beautification Committee to get these two to see eye-to-eye under the mistletoe...unless he's the wrong Ryan after all.

"Just because I don't run around with a stupid grin on my face all day every day doesn't mean I'm grumpy." Ryan Sosa, grumpy former corporate accountant, has had it up to here with surprises. He didn't see getting fired coming. And he certainly didn't anticipate flying across the country to the world's hippie-est, happiest, most annoying town to save his great-uncle from some mysterious emergency. Not only is there actual snow on the ground, it also appears that elves on psychedelics have decked Blue Moon's halls. But he doesn't have time to be snarky about the impending Winter Solstice and Multicultural Holiday Celebration-whatever the hell that is. Not when he's got a farm to save, a free-range sheep that he may or may not have nudged with his stupid microscopic rental car, and some small-town veterinarian telling him she can't take the animal off his hands. Dr. Sammy Ames has a practice to manage and a fundraising crisis to attend to. She doesn't have time to deal with a big-city grouch who doesn't remember being her first kiss ever. Especially not since he wants to dump a sheep named Stan on her. So not happening. No matter how cute-and pantless-Ryan is when he's drunk. Besides, as soon as he solves his uncle's problem, he'll be on the first flight out of Blue Moon, never to return again. It will take a Winter Solstice Miracle or perhaps some matchmaking interference from the Beautification Committee to get these two to see eye-to-eye under the mistletoe...unless he's the wrong Ryan after all.

Calling All Couples! Sign up now. Help us set a record! On December 10 at 5:00 pm, we need your help setting a Guinness World Record for the most couples kissing under the mistletoe! Chase Spencer had been firmly planted in the friend-zone ever since he first met Rachel Anthony back when they were in grade school and it looks like that’s where he’s destined to remain. And her latest scheme is bound to be torture. She wants them to help break the Guinness World Record for the most couples kissing under the mistletoe at one time. How should he handle this? Should the kiss be a chaste, friendly kiss like she envisions? Or should he do it in a way that leaves Rachel without a doubt that he wants to be more than friends? It had always been Rachel’s dream to break a world record, and who better to do it with than her best friend Chase? And it wasn’t as if they hadn’t kissed before—sixth grade, spin-the-bottle at Iona Puckett’s party—a peck of the lips and it’d be over. Except she missed the part where they had to hold the kiss for ten seconds. And no one warned her of how she would feel afterwards—confused and longing for more. How can she convince Chase to change her status from friend to girlfriend?

Jaded by love, Suzanna Simms has resigned herself to focusing on her art business. But with Christmas quickly approaching, she receives word that her family is returning to Marietta. And Suzanna failed to mention that her latest relationship had ended abruptly. Now she’ll have to admit to her family that she failed at love—again. Enter Sergeant Jake Hamilton, a new resident to Marietta and Suzanna’s next door neighbor. He's not looking for anything permanent, he's just passing through Marietta for the Christmas season, hoping to keep to himself. But when Suzanna's family mistakenly assumes that Jake's her boyfriend, he agrees to continue the charade. Suzanna is certain she's immune to his rugged good looks and sexy smile until they find themselves standing under the mistletoe. When Jake finds her kiss sweeter than her sugar cookies, he knows he's in trouble. But it's too late by then... the Christmas charade is on.

When Ty Evans stole a kiss under the mistletoe from his best friend Shannon O’Neil, he had no idea of the captivating desire it would awaken. With Shannon’s acting and singing career poised to take off and Ty’s horse training business gaining acclaim, that reckless kiss might be the only one Ty ever gets… until a brush with the darker side of fame forces Shannon to question if she can handle the spotlight. Now she’s back in Northstar to clear her head. This might be the chance Ty has been waiting for—an opportunity to convince Shannon that their kiss under the mistletoe was the beginning of something even more wonderful. Just one problem. He can’t let her give up on her dreams, but if she pursues them, he’ll have to choose between losing her again and abandoning his own dreams to follow her across the world. Find out why readers say that “picking up a Northstar novel is like coming home” with this heartfelt friends-to-lovers holiday romance—grab your copy of MISTLETOE KISSES today!

When physics grad student Fielding Monroe and skirt-chaser and football player Mick Colman become college housemates, they're both in for a whole new education. Mick looks out for the absent-minded genius, and he helps Fielding clean up his appearance and discover all the silly pleasures his strict upbringing as a child prodigy denied him. They become best friends.It's all well and good until they run into a cheerleader who calls Mick the 'best kisser on campus.' Fielding has never been kissed, and he decides Mick and only Mick can teach him how it's done. After all, the physics department's Christmas party is coming up with its dreaded mistletoe. Fielding wants to impress his peers and look cool for once in his life. The thing about Fielding is, once he locks onto an idea, it's almost impossible to get him to change his mind. And he just doesn't understand why his straight best friend would have a problem providing a little demonstration.Mick knows kissing is a dangerous game. If he gives in, it would take a miracle for the thing not to turn into a disaster. Then again, if the kissing lessons get out of hand they can always blame it on the mistletoe.

Christmas has a way of reminding us of what really matters—and what could be more important than our loved ones? From husbands and wives to boyfriends and girlfriends to long-lost loves, the real-life romances in this book are surrounded by the joy and blessings of the Christmas season. This collection will warm your heart and soothe your soul through the long winter. A Kiss Under the Mistletoe beautifully celebrates the way love and faith can transform a cold day in December into the most magical day of the year.

A fake engagement... might lead to a festive 'I do'... In this Heirs to an Empire story, tycoon Christophe and gemologist Sophie have always been attracted to one another, yet they've never gone beyond friendship. Sophie wants happy-ever-after and Christophe avoids it at all costs. But when Sophie finds herself in need of a fake fiance, Christophe steps in. It's meant to be an act, but they can't escape their chemistry and now they're wondering... Could real love be waiting underneath the mistletoe?

This would be a lot easier if you had a sense of humor. This would be a lot easier if you were a man. John Pierce has plans for these two hundred rundown acres. He sees a farm, a family, a future here. He's not about to drag someone in on the ground floor. Not before he's put in the work to turn rubble into a home. But his nosy neighbors have other ideas. Now, he's saddled with a grad student who was supposed to be a he. But the curvy, opinionated Phoebe is a smart-mouthed woman who seems to do nothing but question his every move. She's ruining his nice, quiet life. And if she doesn't finish her thesis and get out of his guest room soon, he's going to have to scare her off. Phoebe desperately needs this degree and the money it will bring. What she doesn't need is this stubborn farmer's attitude and his pathological need to avoid her. She's trapped in this tiny hippie town, trying every trick in the book to get the stalwart John to open up. Her future is on the line. Her family needs her. And she's not going to let a stubborn farmer stand in her way. Author's Note: John and Phoebe's story is a prequel to the Blue Moon series. It follows the heart-warming, hilarious story of how they met, fell in love, and raised their boys together. But do NOT, I repeat, DO NOT read this book first. Read it sometime after book four. I'm protecting your reader experience here. I promise.