Dreaming of Christmas
holidays, romantic comedy
(27 Aug. 2018)
It’s the dream Christmas: snow, mountains… and, er, an ex-boyfriend. But can Zoe still find love in the Alps?
Dumped on Christmas Eve by her long-term boyfriend, it's been a rough year for Zoe Lumsley. But then she gets an invitation she can’t refuse: an all expenses paid skiing holiday with old university friends.
The bad news: her ex, Grant, will be there with his new girlfriend. But so will her former flatmate Billy, the organiser, and in the meantime he’s done rather well for himself. As Christmas in the Alps approaches, it'll be great to see the old gang. Some more than others...
Perfect for readers of Tilly Tenant, Holly Martin and Philippa Ashley, this is the perfect magical Christmas getaway from the bestselling T.A. Williams.
So there was this group of house mates at university, and 10 years on much has happened. So much so that the proverbial nerd has become a successful entrepreneur and has now asked them all for a holiday in Austria.
Not to miss out on an all expenses paid trip to a snowy ski resort, they all accept and romantic shenanigans – of sorts – ensue.
The nerd is no longer and has a beautiful girl on his arm – but…
A sweet, gentle and predictable romance set against a snowy background with lots of skiing and a ball.
It’s Christmas at the Cressida House and all Hell is breaking loose.
Tree? Decorated and lit. Elf on a Shelf? Seated with style. Baby Jesus on the mantle? Fourteen neatly in a row. Life sized Nutcracker? Creepy, but standing proud. Invitations sent to entire immortal family to celebrate the holiday? Possibly the stupidest damn thing I’ve ever done.
Mixing Heaven and Hell on my cousin’s famous birthday seemed like such a brilliant idea. I wanted my baby’s first Christmas to be special—memorable. I’d like chalk my heinous idea up to having been fallen down drunk, but that won’t fly as it’s insanely difficult for a Vampyre to tie one on. So instead I’ll deal with obscene gifts from relatives, kidnapped rock stars and catering by Mother Nature.
To complicate matters, our new family pet thinks the whole house is his toilet. Ethan and I can’t even find a room with working lock on the door to spread a little holiday cheer.
Never, never again. Christmas from now on will be at a freakin’ spa for the undead—no poles for dancing and no slumber parties with the Devil.
I just have to make it through the next twenty-four hours without beheading a beloved one.
Merry freakin’ Christmas—and Happy New Year.
If you think your Xmas is going to hell – then you need to read about an Xmas which is full of Hell itself – including Satan visiting and being a little cross and thus animating certain ornaments.
Robyn visualises all the things you thought could go wrong with your own relatives and events and puts them into her own hilarious satire of the Xmas from Hell.
And do remember that the cousin she is celebrating a birthday for is Jesus – yes, the real one….
And thus the scene is set for you to laugh until you cry. As always, read and laugh out loud.