HOW MY NEIGHBOR STOLE CHRISTMAS, a steamy and hilarious rendition of the classic Grinch story meets an enemies-to-lovers, winter holiday romantic comedy from USA Today Bestselling Author, Meghan Quinn, is out now!
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Every Kringle in Kringletown celebrated Christmas a lot.
But Cole Black on Whistler Lane, unfortunately, did not…
Every Kringle in Kringletown celebrated Christmas a lot.
But Cole Black on Whistler Lane, unfortunately, did not.
As his fellow citizens decorate their quaint town, brimming with carols and glad tidings, Cole wants nothing more than to hibernate the winter away. But his dreary plans are thwarted when his Christmas nemesis, Storee Taylor, moves in next door to care for her Aunt Cindy. Immediately, the new neighbor turns his life into a real nightmare before Christmas, especially when she decides to enter the town Christmas Kringle contest in honor of Cindy. And better yet, Storee is determined to win.
Over Cole’s dead body, she will. With help from his friend Max, Cole decides to enter the competition as well, to beat Storee at her own game by pretending that this hometown grump’s heart has grown three sizes this season and he’s fallen for the girl next door. And unfortunately for Storee, she has to follow his lead to have a chance at the Christmas Kringle title.
But the competition isn’t the only thing that heats up. Cole and Storee’s fake relationship becomes very real, and before they know it, they’re attempting to hide it from Aunt Cindy. Things get complicated, the competition gets tough, and all it takes is one single night for someone to steal it all…
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“…a Hallmark movie-worthy holiday romance—with more than just chestnuts roasting on an open fire.” ~Danielle, Red Cheeks Reads
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EXCERPT:
“She’s back in town, huh? Are you going to try to ask her out again?” Max asks.
“I didn’t ask her out in the first place,” I say, hating that I brought up the topic.
“That’s right, you didn’t—you didn’t get the chance to before she blew you off.”
“She didn’t blow me off,” I say, irritated. “She changed the subject and then had to leave, simple as that.” There’s so much more to the story, but it’s not something I want to relive. “Never mind,” I say as bells jingle in the nearby, sounding off that another ride through the evergreens is about to start.
Evergreen Farm is Kringletown’s pride and joy, well . . . one of them. Known as the highest incorporated town in the country, sitting at 10,522 feet, Kringle is a year-round Christmas town.
Yup, we celebrate Christmas . . . year . . . round.
The holly jolly music never ceases.
The twinkle lights never turn off.
And Santa—aka Bob Krampus—never stops ho-ho-hoing from his house at the top of Ornament Park—also known as the town park—which is in the shape of a bulb ornament.
The Bavarian-style buildings that line Ornament Avenue, Krampus Court, and Route 25, are continuously adorned with wreathes, lights, and freshly fluffed garland. The Christmas stalls behind the Myrrh-cantile are always open, offering the latest in homemade crafts for those looking for that unique gift for the holiday season.
And Evergreen Farm, owned by the Maxheimers—Max’s family—is always running. During the summer, it’s tree planting, paintball, live bands, and an animal farm that teaches respect for all animals. During the holiday season, it’s tree cutting, ice skating, sleigh rides—powered by electric snowmobiles—s’mores around the many campfires, gingerbread baking classes, and every vendor this side of the Rocky Mountains looking to grow their business.
As for me, I hide out in here, the reindeer barn, where I take care of the Maxheimer’s precious and very famous reindeer. I don’t mind the smell. I don’t mind the snorts or the shaking of antlers, or even the wet snouts looking for snacks in my pockets. I like the solitude and, if I’m going to be truly honest, I like the sound of their clomping hooves.
No one bothers me—besides Max—and no one dares try to take my job, because between the three Maxheimer siblings, none of them want to do what I do. And since I’m an honorary Maxheimer, I take on the tasks with pride.
Max lifts his axe over his shoulder and rests his hand on his hip as he stares down at me. Standing at six foot four, one inch taller than me, Max—or Atlas, his real name—has been my best friend since we were babies. Otto and Ida, Max’s parents, were best friends with my parents, and when my parents passed away ten years ago, well, they took me under their wing. Which means Max treats me like a brother. In other words, he pulls no punches and takes no shit.
“You really think I’m going to drop the fact that the girl you used to dream about all the time is back in town after how many years and act like it doesn’t mean anything to you?” he asks.
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USA Today Bestselling Author, wife, adoptive mother, and peanut butter lover. Author of romantic comedies and contemporary romance, Meghan Quinn brings readers the perfect combination of heart, humor, and heat in every book.
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