by Bea Pearce
Tropes:
forcedproximity,
dualpov,
foundfamily
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Her inn needed a Christmas miracle. It got Santa’s lead reindeer, crash-landed on her frozen lake.
Holly Spruce is days from opening her family’s aging inn for Christmas, buried beneath a never-ending to-do list, and determined to handle every problem herself.
Then a glowing, half-naked man falls out of the sky.
His name is Dasher.
Yes. That Dasher.
Leader of Santa’s Eight. Immortal reindeer. Ridiculously large. Alarmingly helpful.
In the North, Christmas magic is failing, and Dasher has been sent to Mistletoe Ridge to help restore it. Somehow, Holly is the key.
His solution? Spend every spare hour before the holidays helping with everything she refuses to let anyone else carry.
That would be easier if Holly hadn’t already learned what happens when you trust someone to stay.
Dasher has spent centuries doing exactly what duty requires: arrive, serve, leave.
Until Holly.
Until her inn.
Until leaving starts to feel less like duty…and more like losing the first home he has ever chosen.
Dangerous creatures are slipping through the weakening barrier between worlds, and Christmas Eve is coming. When the North calls Dasher home, saving Christmas may require him to break the very heart he was sent to heal.
Perfect for readers who love: forced proximity, acts of service, hyper-independent heroines, devoted protective heroes, small-town Christmas magic, supernatural danger, open-door romance, and guaranteed HEAs.
Santa’s Eight, Book One
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