Prize for the Alien Grumpus

Freedom was so close I could taste it…
...until my boss turned out to be an alien from across the galaxy.

And not just any alien. But Krampus.
Yeah, that Krampus.
Horns, fur, claws, the works.

He’s a towering, terrifying legend, and now he’s crashing at my house, demanding hot chocolate and calling me his “magnificent mate.”

Did I mention the Grolgath assassins chasing us? Or the Christmas carolers narrowly dodging his death ray? It’s like Santa’s workshop collided with an alien invasion.

Somehow, this wild, otherworldly monster thinks we’re meant to be together.

And every time he rumbles “magnificent” in that gravelly voice, my heart—and my body—starts to believe him.

But surviving the holidays with Krampus means keeping my daughter safe, dodging galactic bounty hunters, and figuring out how to cohabitate with a seven-foot alien determined to make me his queen.

Merry freaking Christmas to me.

Read on for: a delightful science fiction alien romance set in Christmas in the Athenaverse. Guaranteed to make you laugh and sigh and get you in the spirit of the season. HEA guaranteed!