Twelve parsecs before Christmas, aimed at nowhere Montana,
Comes a hurting heart who’s never heard of Santa.
He seeks a mail order bride for his half-broken family
And turns out, there’s a lonely Earther named Darcy.
Except, oops, she doesn’t believe in aliens from afar.
But her gift this winter will be love, bright as a star.

Failed cryo-sleep + a spaceship crash + some cozy family chaos…
It’s Christmas at the Big Sky Intergalactic Dating Agency!

🐲 Alien dragon shifters
🤔 Touch of amnesia
🛏 Only one pillow fort
❄ Snowbound (but plenty of cocoa and cookies)
💖 Home for the holidays

After getting dumped right before a Caribbean Christmas, Darcy needed a place to spend the holiday. Petsitting at a mysterious resort in Montana, while the whole place is closed for a winter break, seems like exactly what she wants: peaceful, quiet, and alone.

Until a spaceship—?!?!?—makes a very hard landing on the back patio.

Now she’s getting a crash course in drakling head wounds, interstellar hardware, and hearts broken worse than hers. This catastrophe definitely calls for extra whipped cream with chocolate sprinkles.

The universe might be near infinite, but sometimes it’s the littlest things—whether wrapped in ribbons or unwrapped in the middle of the night—that matter most. Happy Holidays!