Mistletoe & Mischief

By Selena Page

Saratoga Springs at Christmas Time is usually a perfect winter wonderland for the Caprice Family during the holidays. But this year, a letter from Grandma and Grandpa Caprice draws the younger generation home early to deal with a mysterious faerie infestation. From a giant in the forest to brownies in the guest house and a variety of pixies in between, the Caprice grandchildren contend with a multitude of unwelcome guests before they ruin Grandma’s favorite time of year.

Whether they have to push, pull, or cajole a fairy back into the land of fae, along the way, they have some Christmas fun with laughter, love, and steamy stolen moments far from the cousins.

Grab a mug of hot cocoa and settle in by the fire with this collection of short stories featuring your favorite Caprice couples as they navigate their first Christmas together with family and faeries.

Content Warning: Explicit love scenes, naughty language, and sexy magical secrets. Intended for mature audiences.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Selena Page
• Release date: Dec 5, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370449637

Selena Page

Selena Page is the author of the Caprice Chronicles, a paranormal romance series centered around a family of cursed witches and warlocks. Her heroes are hot, her heroines are sassy, and the spellbinding chemistry that results will blow your mind.A foodie, knitter and lover of daring bodice rippers, Selena writes from her beachfront home in Galveston, TX, and spends her spare time relaxing in the sand and playing in the waves with her viking husband and her three corgis by her side.

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Mistletoe & Mischief

Book Seven of the Caprice Chronicles

Selena Page

Mistletoe & Mischief

Copyright © 2016, Selena Page

Copyright © 2016, Selena Page

First electronic publication: December 2016

Selena Page

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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Table of Contents

Of Giants and Pies – Carmina & Jax

Christmas Elves and Other Problems – Amber & Jack

Blanket Fort – Andrew & Kara

Kiss Lights – Alynia & Iowin

The Cock Blocking Fairy – Miriam & Rafe

Merry Christmas, Baby – Miah & Finn

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The Caprice Chronicles by Selena Page

Darling Family of Mine,

I am so thrilled that you will all be joining us for Christmas dinner! It has been an exciting year for many of us, and it will do our hearts good to spend time reconnecting with one another.

Christmas Eve dinner will be served at 5pm promptly. Everyone should bring something to contribute to the dessert table.

Additionally, your Grandfather and I would appreciate it if you would arrive in Saratoga Springs a few days early. We have a terrible infestation of faeries, and while we have been able to find some of them, there are still a handful wandering around and wreaking havoc. They’re terrible little creatures that seem to just have appeared out of nowhere. Absolutely out of nowhere.

We hope you are all quite well, and we cannot wait to see each and every one of you.

With love,

Grandma and Grandpa

OF GIANTS AND PIES

Carmina & Jax

Oh shit.

Carmina looked down at the ornate envelope that had appeared next to the bronze bowl on her workbench. She knew exactly what this was. Antique parchment with a faint floral design, her name emblazoned in copper ink, with a blood-red wax seal of her family crest. Just a classic Virginia Caprice summons.

Jackson’s head snapped up from where he was carefully carving intricate runes into a medallion. Oh shit? Don’t say oh shit while we’re doing ritual work, Cari. What’s wrong?

She sighed, adjusting her hand carefully as blood flowed down her forearm and into the bowl. Of course, an interruption would come in the middle of intense ritual work, a heavy tracking spell intended to hunt down a suspected serial killer. Um, it’s a letter. Probably an invitation. From my Grandmother.

Jackson furrowed his brow, casting a dubious look around their ritual room. She couldn’t blame him for his concern and confusion. Their secure bunker, deep underground and fully warded, should have kept anything out. They weren’t exactly on the mail route.

Can you open it for me, Jax? I don’t want to get blood all over it.

He carefully set his work down and moved over to the letter, eyeing it suspiciously before carefully picking it up. Well, trying to, anyway. Jackson yelped as an arc of electricity shot out of the letter, racing up his arm and setting his hair on end.

Cari could feel the power in the room swell. She grabbed a stack of gauze and immediately slapped it over the cut in her arm, snatching the letter from the table and muttering, Jesus, Grandma…

Ok, Cari, what the fuck is that? Jackson’s eyes were wide and frustrated, and she could feel the augmenter gathering his power in preparation to fight whatever it was that had attacked him. If she weren’t so annoyed at seeing the ancient paper, she’d be laughing at his preparation to fight what looked to be a cheerful Christmas letter.

Carmina laughed, resting her fingers lightly on her boyfriend's cheek, leaning up to kiss him softly. His gathering power fizzled as he leaned into her touch, pulling her closer with one hand on her lower back. She glanced down at the letter, This is from my Grandmother.

Yeah, you said that. How did it get here, though? This room’s off the grid entirely.

She smirked as she carefully broke the seal on the back of the letter. We’re witches, Jax. Are you really all that surprised? It’s a clever little spell that she’s had for years--she can send all of her blood family little notes like this. She can’t pull messages back out, and no one else has quite perfected the spell, but if you need to get info to someone who is behind enemy wards, it’s pretty handy. Of course, she generally only uses it to demand that we come to dinner.

She already knows we’re coming to Christmas dinner, right? Jackson leaned over, resting his head on her shoulder as she unfolded the letter and started reading. Faeries? Really?

Carmina laughed as she set the blood-spattered letter to the side, Yeah. Well, it sounds like someone let them out, so we probably should help round them up. Hey, did I tell you my cousin married a faerie Prince or something? Or almost married? Something, something, crazy Fae shit. He should be there this weekend...real honest-to-god royalty.

Jackson snorted, I would say I’m surprised, but with your family, I’ve come to expect insane antics from all of you. Come on beautiful; let’s finish up this ritual so we can go hunt Tinker Bell.

Carmina adjusted her pack, peering out across the frozen arctic wasteland of Saratoga Springs, New York. Record-breaking snowfall was making this hunt an interesting one, but she was sure they’d find their target. It would probably be hard to miss.

Hey! Jax! Carmina was rewarded with a quiet grunt as her boyfriend stepped out from behind a tree. Did you remember to buy a baby card for Miah and Finn?

He sighed as he picked his way through the branches, Yup. I even signed your name.

And the box of presents? That book for Amber was a bitch to find. And you know that Miriam is gonna love the bedazzled gardening gloves.

Uh-huh.

What about the pies? Did those get in the car?

Jax shot her a death glare, whisper-screaming in her direction, "Cari! We’re hunting a goddamn giant that is busy eating trees in rural New York, and you’re concerned about pies? Are you serious right now?!"

You haven’t met my Grandma. She is serious about desserts.

Cari.

I mean, I forgot the pie one Christmas, and I thought she was going to disown me.

Cari…

And this year, with everything that’s happened--Miah going missing, and weddings, and freakin’ Nia meeting the Headless…

CARMINA! Jackson’s voice held a tone of real concern, and she stopped in her tracks. She pushed away her familial