Cookies and Decorations

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Excerpt 1

“Drinking alone?”

I stiffened.“I need it after dealing with you,” I said to Jonathan.

“I can’t have you in here ruining the atmosphere,” he said, spinning the barstool around to have me face him. “You’re like roadkill that dragged herself in here.”

“Ah yes, because a billionaire with delusions of adequacy is someone whose opinion I care about,” I shot back.

“I am way more than adequate,” he said, striking a pose. The glow from the expensive fixtures highlighted the slight bruise on his perfect face.

I smirked slightly.

“Like something you see?” Jonathan asked.

“Just that dildo-shaped bruise on your face,” I replied, sipping my drink. “Your company has our first meeting all over its feed. Better than the basic images you have up there now. At least people can laugh at the spit flying out of your mouth when you ran into my candy cane instead of dying from boredom at those images you’re posting.”

“You’re just jealous,” Jonathan retorted, eyes narrowing as he leaned over me. “I have one of the best marketing firms in the city working on my socialmedia push.”

“Guess you can’t buy good taste,” I said, draining my drink.

“Says the woman wearing a reindeer costume,” Jonathan shot back. He reached out and hooked two fingers right at the neckline of the costume, pulling me forward slightly.“At first I thought you were wearing it under duress, but you’re still parading around in it. Like you said, you can’t buy taste.”

“Oh my god! Don’t touch my sister, creep!”

Now Lilith shows up.

Our friend Emma was hovering behind her.

Jonathan jerked his hand back then looked between Lilith and me wildly.

“Holy shit. Of course you’re creepy identical twins.”

Lilith and I glared in unison—or tried to. Lilith was dressed in her standard gothic garb, while I was bedecked for Christmas.

Jonathan turned on his heel to leave then looked over his shoulder at me. “I’d tell you good luck on the competition, but after your little stunt, everyone is going to put you in last place.”

Excerpt 2

After changing and adding a Santa hat to complete my look, I settled down in the hot tub as the first of the bachelorettes came out, bearing a tray of baked goods and cocktails.

“For you, Jonathan, I made peppermint ice cream floats with whiskey,” she said proudly. “And to snack on, holiday sugar cookie bars with cream cheese frosting.”

She was curvy, and her boobs bobbed when she slipped into the steamy pool. Her hands ran over my chest, but even though we were wearing far fewer clothes and were in a much more intimate position, I didn’t get an electric spark like I had when Morticia had simply touched my hand.

“These are good,” I said after taking a polite bite. Actually, the cookie bar was dry. I took a sip of the cocktail to wash it down. It was more like a milkshake. I loved sugar as much as the next person, but this was a lot, and the evening was just getting started.

Another bachelorette paraded out with her offering.Keeley gave me a sultry look. “I made adorable Christmas tree mousse cups with a spiked chocolate malt cocktail.”

I took a bite of the mousse.

“It’s made with white chocolate so that I could dye it green,” Keeley said, giggling as she stepped into the steaming hot tub.

The mousse coated my tongue, and I took a sip of the chocolate malt to try and find some relief. With the heat from the hot tub, all I wanted was a tall glass of ice water and to jump into a snowbank to cool off.

“You know,” Keeley purred while I tried to think of waterfalls and blizzards, “I have another sweet treat you can eat if you want to try.” She drew snowflakes in the water droplets on my chest then reached up to cup a hand along my jaw.

“Next contestant!” a producer said.He waved to the glass garage door that opened between the porch and the back patio. “Morticia, just make sure that you walk toward camera C, please.”

I perked up.Morticia!

I had run through a few scenarios regarding what she might be wearing. Would she go on-brand with a skimpy spiderweb string bikini or ironic with a retro Christmas-themed two-piece?

“What the fuck are you wearing?” Keeley asked loudly as Morticia paraded out with her tray.

“That’s not a bathing suit,” I said, frowning.

“Actually,” Morticia clarified, “this is a bathing suit. In fact, it is a pattern modeled on one of the first instances of such an item.”

“You’re wearing a dress and pants!” Keeley complained.

“Pantaloons,” Morticia corrected, handing me a tall, frosty glass of ice water.

I took it gratefully, gulping it down.

“You can’t bring water for your cocktail,” Keeley insisted.

“Just a palette cleanser to wash the trash out of his mouth,” Morticia said.

I still couldn’t believe what she was wearing. Morticia had on stockings, thin leather shoes, and a dark charcoal-gray dress with a collar and short puffed sleeves.

“Are you actually swimming with all that on?” I asked in shock.

“Of course,” Morticia replied.She handed me a donut then carefully stepped into the hot tub and waded right to the middle, her bathing suit floating around her like a bloom of ink. “Now eat your donut. It has bacon on it.”

I took a bite. It did have bacon. The icing had bourbon in it and had a light burnt-caramel flavor that contrasted nicely against the salty, crispy bacon.

“Shit,” I mumbled, taking another bite. “This is the best thing I’ve ever eaten. Do you have any more?”

“They didn’t want you to ruin your appetite,” she told me with a slight smug smile that I imagined she might wear after she got me off. “But I’m sure someone might save you some.”

She handed me the other cold glass on the tray.“Drink up before the ice melts. I made a mistletoe martini with the elderflower liqueur,” she said.

The cocktail was bright, fresh, and ever so slightly tart. The cranberry garnishes burst in my mouth when I bit down on them, complementing the elderflower liqueur.

“Thoughts?” Morticia asked. “Comments?” She lay back in the water, buoyed by all her skirts.

The Victorians might have actually been onto something, because when she sat back up, the fabric clung around her curves enticingly.

“I need another donut.”

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Book & Author Details:

Frosting Her Christmas Cookies
by Alina Jacobs
Publication date: November 17th 2020
Genres: Adult, Comedy, Holiday, Romance


Dear Santa, I do not want a Frost brother for Christmas.

In fact I do not want anything for Christmas—no annoying Christmas carols, no holiday family drama, and no last-minute presents.

And I certainly don’t want to be a bachelorette in The Great Christmas Bake-Off. Yes in the spirit of holiday commercialism, the bake-off is also a date-off and Jonathan Frost is the prize.

I should be hiding away with wine and snacks while waiting for Christmas to end. Instead I’m wearing a reindeer mascot costume and pretending I’m oh-so-excited to meet New York City’s most eligible billionaire bachelor!!! Just look at those blue eyes and six-foot-five tall frame!!! Don’t you want to take him home for the holidays?!?!!


Unlike the other bachelorettes, I refused to debase myself and stroke some billionaire’s ego.

Instead, I threw a candy-cane dildo at his stupidly handsome face.

Then I laughed when he yelled at me.

Of course Jonathan couldn’t take the hint. He came around offering to put a little frosting on my Christmas cookies.

I attempted to shank him with a spatula.

He got offended and said that as a judge on The Great Christmas Bake-Off, he was just trying to help.


Not that I’m looking for holiday romance. 

Christmas is already a stressful time of the year without adding a billionaire in the mix.

Between dodging bake-off sabotaging cousins, applying for a long-shot prestigious museum internship, and trying to survive being broke in Manhattan, I’m up to my black lipstick in my own special nightmare before Christmas.

And it’s making me wound tighter than a nutcracker.

So when Jonathan offers to put some frosting on my cookies—and a few other ornament shaped parts—his washboard abs and sexy smirk start to seem like the perfect stress relief.

Especially when he offers himself all wrapped up in a bow.

So no, dear Santa, I do not want Jonathan Frost, but I won’t say no to his Christmas package!


If you like steamy romantic comedies with a creative streak, then I’m your girl!

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Architect by day, writer by night, I love matcha green tea, chocolate, and books! So many books…

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We all make them – often?

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How long do you think about a topic before deciding to write about it? Do you have a set of notes or a note book where you write down topics that appeal before making a decision as to which topic this time?

My published books range from sweet romance to urban fantasy.  This is the first holiday themed romance that I’ve written. After writing about fallen angels for a lengthy period of time, I wanted to focus on something light and fun.

The idea for this story came in 2014.  As it percolated for many years due to other novels, I definitely would say this one took me some time. Everything does have its season, and I am glad The Christmas Mistake is now having its.

I do jot down ideas and keep them in a folder on a jump drive, but the story choses me. Many times, scenes swirl in my head until I write them down. I do write chapters in consecutive order. Once, I tried to write them as they came to me, but I found I spent more time linking them together then necessary.  So it’s much better to just keep notes on future chapters.

While I am writing, I keep a spreadsheet, which is a compilation of the characters, pictures of what they look like, pertinent information about them as well as the story, a summary of each chapter, etc.  It helps when trying to remember a character’s eye or hair color.  Also in the spreadsheet are the places that are in the story … information and pictures (sometimes from the ones I have taken or from the Internet).

I also keep a Word document called Brainstorming. It’s where I go to do exactly what I named it. I got this idea from a reference book written by David Morrell, the author of Rambo. Doing this helps when I am stuck (aka writer’s block). I start off with a word or phrase and put everything that pops in my head … even if it’s part of my grocery list!

All in all, I am a firm believer that the journey is a huge part of the reward, and I am thoroughly enjoyed the twists and turns of Carina and Rad’s tale.

Enjoy the journey!

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Josephine Templeton has six published novels that range from historical romance to urban fantasy. She has been to numerous conferences, including Heather Graham’s Writers for New Orleans, as well as a former member of Romance Writers of America.

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Authors write Xmas

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Just the word makes me happy. It is, far and away, my favorite holiday. Don’t get me wrong. I’m on board with, say, the sweets of Valentine’s Day, and the fireworks and celebration of the 4th of July. Oh, and I love the crisp, cool air of autumn, the turning of the leaves, the shortening of the days, and the it’s just around the corner feeling of the scares, tricks, and treats of Halloween. Of course, Thanksgiving is a wonderful time as well, full of family, friends, and delicious food. A perfect trifecta.

But, Christmas.

It’s more than just another holiday. It’s a special time. It’s a special feeling. It’s something that swirls in the wintry air on the wings of colored lights and the scent of gingerbread. It envelops you, and fills you with a joy that no other season—for me—can match.

That’s why I wanted to write this story.

The idea that all of those wonderful feelings that wrap me and so many others up in their silver and gold and red and green arms mean so much. It was then that I asked myself, What if it all went away? Further, what if my own failing to believe in the spirit and, yes, magic of the season were the cause? It was an unbelievable notion. I could never not believe. Never not want to spread the joy and cheer and merry of the season.

But what if, just if, someone did? And what would such an act do to not only that person, but everyone around them? Family, friends, and co-workers. How would they change? Why would they change? And, what would someone have to do to try to get everything back to normal?

How would they even be able to do it?

They were all such interesting questions that Write Christmas answers.

I wanted to explore the notion of things we wish for, and the things we really, really want can be exactly the opposite of what we need. I was interested in diving in to the idea that doing that one thing you think will make something all okay, make it all better, actually turns everything upside down. How a second chance can change everything in ways you never expected.

The road to figuring it all out has heart, romance, and a little magic. After all, it’s Christmas!

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Thommy Hutson is a bestselling, award-winning author, screenwriter, producer, and director.

A graduate of UCLA, he began his career co-writing the story for the Warner Bros. animated hit SCOOBY-DOO IN WHERE’S MY MUMMY? He followed that with co-writing the concept and additional material for CHILL OUT, SCOOBY-DOO!

As an author, Thommy crafted a limited-edition coffee table book detailing the making and legacy of horror icon Wes Craven’s 1984 classic A NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET. A trade version followed from Permuted Press/Simon & Schuster. His novel, the teen thriller Jinxed, (Vesuvian Books) is the first in a trilogy that has been called “A must-read for classic horror fans … Hutson could easily take on the mantle as the next Lois Duncan.” Hutson was named on the
7 Essential LGBTQ Horror Authors for Your Summer Reading Lists.

Thommy wrote the Hallmark Movies & Mysteries original film, A CHRISTMAS FOR THE BOOKS, which was the highest-rated scripted program the night it premiered. He co-scripted the teen thriller INSTAFAME (Lifetime), wrote a screenplay for an audio holiday project, and is in development on a family feature film. In addition, Thommy produced the critically acclaimed feature THE TROUBLE WITH THE TRUTH, an insightful relationship drama starring Lea Thompson and John Shea. He also produced DREAMWORLD, a quirky, romantic dramedy. He has also worked as a staff writer on a Hulu web series.

A member of the Producers Guild of America, a Saturn and Home Media Magazine award-winner, and an aficionado of holiday films as well as teen movies from the 80s and 90s, Thommy continues to develop unique, compelling, and provocative projects across multiple genres for film, television, publishing, and home entertainment.

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Trace a new Arc

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A light hearted story about a somewhat chaotic character.

Our heroine, Birdy, has never managed to keep herself in their job – or any kind of training for enough length of time to become skilled at it.  She had a chaotic upbringing with an alcoholic father and a mother who was his facilitator –  so much so that when he sold items eg her clarinet when she was seven years old, her mother told Birdy she had lost it herself, rather than admitting that her father had sold it to pay off a debt.  As a result she found it difficult to maintain any emotional attachment to people except for her best friend Heather.

Heather had also had a difficult upbringing but in a very different way. Heather’s father had been a successful wine merchant and when he died and left her a small amount of money she used it to train as a sommelier and had become very well known in her particular field, and very experienced, but because her relationship with her father again was difficult she sought out love from men who were unsuitable in different ways .

This story begins late spring when Birdy is unemployed (again) and Heather decides to go to Italy with her current boyfriend. There is a problem with Heather’s current boyfriend in that he already has another girlfriend, but he promises to break up with her. Birdy has her own problems in being not only being unemployed but having nowhere to live. She had been sharing Heather’s flat but Heather had leased it out for the summer. Birdy then wonders what she’s going to do.. .What she does do is to pretend, as she has often pretended, to be Heather  – but before for small occasions but this time she was attending a an event for British wines.  And she meets a delightful lady called Irene there, who says oh you are Heather and chats to her, and they have a very nice time whilst Birdy’s very unreliable boyfriend Tim gets very drunk .What Birdy doesn’t know about Irene comes back to bite her later .

I enjoyed this book. I enjoyed Birdy trying for the first time in her life to learn a skill and failing miserably initially. I enjoyed her character arc and how she developed and learned to be more than she had been before. I recommend that if you are having a struggle learning who you are meant to be, what your job should be, what your place in life is, what you could become, that you read this book and see what Birdy’s trajectory was and ponder.

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