Christmas Magic

By Pelaam

Mitchell is unhappy with his relationship with his boyfriend John and his life in general. Then he meets his store’s latest Christmas elf, who is not exactly what he seems. Linwood fights to protect Mitchell but their differences may make forever impossible.

• Language: English
• Publisher: JMS Books LLC
• Release date: Dec 17, 2022
• ISBN: 9781685501983

Pelaam

Living in clean, green New Zealand, Pelaam is a multi-published author of gay romance and erotic books. When not busy writing, she can be found indulging in her other passions of cookery and wine appreciation. Pelaam's books: Smoking Mirror, 2017 finalist in 2017 Rainbow Awards in Gay Futuristic/Sci-Fi; Stranded, Evernight Publishing Readers’ Choice winner 2016 for Sci-Fi; The Avian Emperor, runner up and Honourable Mention in 2016 Rainbow Awards Gay Futuristic/Sci-Fi.

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Christmas Magic

By Pelaam

Published by JMS Books LLC

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Copyright 2022 Pelaam

ISBN 9781685501983

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Published in the United States of America.

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Christmas Magic

By Pelaam

Glancing at his watch, Mitchell realised that lunch was nearly over and he needed to get back onto the floor where he worked. He looked up and glanced around at the bustling cafe. People rushed around, bundled up against the cold. Christmas wasn’t far away and his store was in full swing.

Carols and Christmas songs played in the background, there were decorations and trees a-plenty. Elves, of all shapes and sizes not only helped at Santa’s Grotto, but directed customers, carried their purchases, and even parked their cars. Management had designed an all-out assault to part people from their money and, so far, the ploy proved very successful.

Standing up, he sighed as he wished for the naivety of his childhood. Only the very young seemed really entranced by the magic of Christmas now. Most kids were like mini-adults with their street-savvy ways, and wanted designer label clothing and the latest in electronics. He’d been the same, so eager to grow up, to get out into the world.

His parents had been angry and dismayed when he revealed he was gay. He’d hoped for a better reaction, but it wasn’t to be. Fortunately, he’d waited until he was already living away from home and with a job to his name, before telling them. They hadn’t spoken in at least five years. No letter, no calls. He still sent cards; birthdays, anniversary, Mother’s Day, Father’s Day, and Christmas. None came back. But he wasn’t going to be the one to give up on the relationship.

He sighed again.

That wasn’t the only relationship gone sour in his life. His love-life was a train-wreck of a disaster. A wave of despair and loneliness crashed over him, almost making him sit down again as his vision greyed.

Are you okay?

The voice he heard was soft, yet powerful in a way Mitchell couldn’t define. He felt a hand on his arm, squeezing gently. Taking a deep breath, Mitchell opened his eyes and stared into eyes that were the bluest he’d ever seen. He immediately thought of a clear, cloudless