Dearest -wrapped temptresses,
Welcome to the fourth day of Boobsmas, a day dedicated to the warm, tingly, and deliciously spicy side of the holiday season.
December might be full of twinkle lights and wholesome cheer, but it’s also a time for yearning, covert activities beneath shared blankets, and sitting on Santa’s lap to tell him exactly how you’d like your stocking stuffed.
Consensually speaking, of course.
Speaking of, if you’re looking for a spicy Santa fucking book this December—or what I like to call, Santarotica—I’ve got you covered.
My novella, Santa Monica Baby, is available in Kindle Unlimited and paperback. Plus, if you order straight from my online shop, I’ll send you some stickers and goodies, too.
Beyond that, Francesca Graziella from Under the Covers put together an entire list of 16 Santa Romance Books to Get You in the Holiday Spirit.
So make yourself comfortable, pour something warm, and let’s enjoy the kind of holiday heat no mug of cocoa can match…
Making spirits bright or making deeply questionable choices with Victorian supernatural entities? Why not both?
Welcome to today’s slightly unhinged holiday activity—one that Charles Dickens could not have ever planned for, but would probably still respect on some level, cheeky old bastard.
I’ll let you make your own decisions, but here’s what I’ve decided on…
My very own shadow daddy? Say less. There’s definitely some kinky potential here—power dynamics, anticipation, the whole shrouded figure who knows your fate vibe.
Is it a wise choice? No.
Is it intriguing enough to consider anyway? Abso-fucking-lutely.
As I see it, my life with the Ghost of Christmas Present is going to look and feel delicious. We’ll spend weekend mornings wrapped up in the softest robes imaginable, delighting in breakfast in bed while laughing together. He’s the kind of partner who would bring joy to even the dreariest Tuesday.
Also, what’s not to love about a big boy with a beard?
A flickering, mood-swinging embodiment of all your unresolved emotional baggage? Hard pass.
This ghost pops up at the most inopportune moments, only to remind you of whatever embarrassing peasant blouse you wore for school picture day in 2005. Or was that just me?
In any case, it’s an unhealthy cycle that needs to end. I’m choosing peace over regrets this holiday season.
Since we’re talking about Christmas ghost fucking, let this be your friendly reminder that yours truly once inspired the Vera Valentine and J.L. Logosz to write Regifted, a “Scrooge getting railed by the Christmas ghosts” erotica. Truly, one of my proudest accomplishments.
But enough about me… ✨Who would you Fuck, Marry, and Kill?✨
Drop your choices—and reasoning—in the comments below, because if there’s anything more entertaining than spectral thirst traps, it’s seeing how wildly different everyone’s logic is.
Naturally, it wouldn’t be Boobsmas without a few holiday romance recommendations. Be sure to add these to your December TBR list…
Wren’s Winter by Linnea March
This smalltown romance will have you dressing up in wool sweaters and heading into the mountains to find yourself your very own grumpy local with a heart of gold. If we could all be so lucky…
🧣 Forced proximity
❄️ Instant Attraction
🧣 Grumpy x sunshine
❄️ “I won’t be your rebound”
🧣 Reformed playboy MMC
❄️ Nicknames that shouldn’t be sexy… but are when you say it
Mistletoe Mis-Chief by Annie Charme
Rule #1: Don’t fall for the fire chief.
Rule #2: Especially when he’s your ex’s dad.
🔥 Chief fireman MMC
❤️ Plus-size FMC
🔥 Age gap
❤️ He calls he “firecracker”
🔥 Sexy office time
❤️ Ex-boyfriend’s dad
Thank you for leaning into the warm, spicy glow of today’s Boobsmas celebration. December may be cold, but your imagination doesn’t have to be.
Until next time, may your flannel be soft, your cocoa be warm, and your romance be just a little unhinged.
Be feral. Stay dangerous.
And happy holidays.
xo
Want to join my Facebook reader group, Kelly’s Book Baddies? It’s a welcoming and inclusive space for ALL romance lovers to talk about their favorite books. 🌈 We have weekly discussion topics, monthly giveaways, and the occasional recipe swap.
Need a few more holiday romance recs? Great news! I have a series of spicy novellas, all of which take place between Thanksgiving and New Year’s Eve, and feature a cast of queer, plus-size baddies. Plus, they’re set by the beach, and you know what that means? Crop tops at Christmas.
When you subscribe to my Substack, you’ll automatically receive exclusive access to my sapphic shortie, “Love is in the Air.” 🏳️🌈👩❤️💋👩 This spicy short was originally published in the (now out of print) Queer and Cute anthology.
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