‘Santa Claus is Coming’ has a whole new meaning on an alien world

Sure, the aliens here don’t know what Christmas is, we don’t have Christmas lights or chocolate (yes, that one’s hard to accept), but we’re all together. Zyanthan-human mated pairs and their children, all celebrating the holidays.

Lucky me, I have my very own Santa! A warrior with striking white hair, magnificent horns, a smile that melts my heart, and two, um, candy canes to warm my bed…. until duty calls. Instead of descending down our chimney as ol’ Saint Nick, Havok flies off on a mission. Now, he’s on my naughty list!

Dear Santa, bring my alien home for Christmas! I promise, when he returns, I’ll show him why landing on my naughty list comes with some very nice rewards!

(Warning: Contains one determined human woman who won’t give up hope, a missing alien warrior who better make it home AND have one drekking good Christmas gift to make up for being late, questionable holiday cooking by a dear friend, and the kind of love that makes the galaxy hold its breath. HEA guaranteed!)