Holiday Romances of Elora Station Series

You're supposed to spend Christmas with the person you love most. But what if that person turns out to be the biggest, grumpiest alien you've ever met?   SOPHIE When you find out your boyfriend is cheating on you and you get laid off all in the same week, something's gotta give. I need a change, and a seasonal work contract aboard the bustling Elora Station is just the ticket. I'll spend the holidays on the glittering, festive commerce station, make a little money, and clear my head before returning to my colony planet life. It's a perfect plan. One thing I'm not accounting for in that plan, though? My coworker. He's not human. In fact, he's one of the deadliest alien soldiers in the universe - a Chimera. Seven feet tall with black horns, heated yellow eyes, and an exceptionally grumpy disposition, I cannot for the life of me figure out why this genetically modified beast of a man is working in a tiny, human-owned coffee shop at Christmas time. But there's more to X than meets the eye. And the longer I work with him, the more I grow to like him. Soon enough, his taciturn nature begins to charm me. Suddenly, his looks aren't quite so fearsome, but actually kind of... attractive? As the holidays hurtle on and my work contract on Elora Station draws to a close, I realize that I don't want to go back to my old life in the colony. And I don't want to leave X. Can a regular human girl like me find a permanent place on Elora Station and in X's guarded alien heart before Christmas?

The huge alien orc who runs the pub on Elora Station knows what he wants for Christmas: me. MAGGIE Seeing my friend Sophie find happiness on the bustling Elora Station is just the kick in the pants I need to follow my dreams. I'm finally going to open my own bakery. When a coveted rental space opens up on the festive commerce station, I jump at the chance. I have my work cut out for me getting the bakery ready in time for Elora Station's busiest season: Christmas. I don't mind – I'm used to hard work. What I'm not used to? Having a flirtatious, grinning orc all up in my business. Literally. The absurdly-named Archibald runs the pub next to my bakery, and he spends more time in my shop than his own. Sure, he's attractive in a giant, muscly, boisterous sort of way. He's also funny and kind and shockingly generous. But I need to focus. A girl's gotta have priorities. And those priorities absolutely do not include falling head over heels in love with an alien orc at Christmas.