How My Neighbor Stole Christmas

by Meghan Quinn

FBT review:

Dive into the cozy and spirited world of "How My Neighbor Stole Christmas" by Meghan Quinn, a heartwarming enemies-to-lovers romance that will make you believe in the magic of the holiday season. Join the grumpy protagonist and his nemesis-next-door as they navigate a hilarious Christmas Kringle contest and unexpected feelings that ignite between them. With witty banter, romantic tension, and a sprinkle of holiday cheer, this USA Today bestselling author delivers a delightful winter tale perfect for fans of indie romance books. Discover if true love can thaw even the coldest of hearts in this irresistibly charming Christmas story that will leave you with a warm and fuzzy feeling.

Publisher Description:

A new winter holiday, enemies-to-lovers romance, from the undeniably funny and always spicy, USA Today bestselling author, Meghan Quinn.

Living in a year around Christmas town has it's drawbacks. The caroling, the decorations, the insanely cheery spirit, it never disappears. It's why I like to hibernate away in my cave--I mean house--keeping a healthy distance from the holly jolly spirits.

And all was going according to plan until my nemesis, Storee Taylor, moved in next door to care for her Aunt Cindy. Without blinking, she turned my simple world into a real nightmare-before-Christmas, especially when she decided to enter the town Christmas Kringle contest - which she was determined to win.

Well guess what? Over my cold-hearted body.

There was no way I was going to let her win, not after the history we'd shared.

So despite my promise to myself of never participating in the sickening Christmas season, I entered the competition as well. That's right, I planned on beating Storee at her own game by pretending this grump’s heart grew three sizes this season.

And it was working until feelings between us started heating up.
We pretended to date.
We kissed.
And well, sparks flew from there.

Which led to one explosive night involving Christmas lights, the competition, and a ladder. Don't let me convince you who stole Christmas, I think you need to find out for yourself . . .