Evelyn Monroe hated Christmas, she wasn't always like that. Even till the age of seventeen she believed that Father Christmas existed somewhere, but just before her 18th Christmas her world changed and so did her beliefs and thoughts. That's till she runs into the plaza's Santa who sported a very sexy six pack under that pot stomach of his, not that she cared. She didn't. But with all the christmas spirit in the air, he was a dose of a miracle that she needed. * * * Published novel

You cant flee from the destiny set onto you because there's always someone ready to drag you back. Vixen Spider isn't a regular girl, in fact shes a werewolf. A werewolf with a destiny not even the moon goddess herself can pass away. Fate has her by the throat, read to find out what happens on a very dramatic journey (Extremely long book just warning)

I turn around to see Liam still staring at me, which causes the red flesh to flow to my cheeks. "You know the staring at me needs to stop." I say kindly. "I'm not staring I'm protecting you." He whispers softly making my eyes flicker to his soft lips then to his beautiful eyes. "From what?" I ask simply with a lighter tone. He moves closer to me and smiles with happiness. "From harm."