Arielle North is cursed — or at least it feels that way.Every holiday, disaster follows her: burnt dinners, broken lights, lost jobs, zero romance. Christmas joy belongs to everyone but her.Until a mysterious red envelope appears on her doorstep.“Your luck changes when your heart does.” — SantaSuddenly her world shifts… starting with Noah Frost, the handsome bookstore owner she literally falls into. When he touches her, her curse weakens. Lights stop exploding. Snow melts. Wishes begin to come true.But Santa’s magic has one rule:If she falls in love and refuses to admit it, her luck will spiral into something far worse.This holiday, Arielle must decide—trust love and claim her magic…or lose the miracle she never knew she had.

Mia Romano never wanted the mafia life. The daughter of a ruthless Don, she dreamed of freedom, of love beyond blood-soaked vows. But her world shatters when her father forces her into marriage with Mark DeLuca—his cold, calculating right-hand man. Handsome, loyal, and untouchable, Mark has secretly loved Mia for years, though she has always belonged to another. Trapped in a loveless arrangement, Mia despises him, clinging to her boyfriend, the one man who ever made her feel normal. But Mark’s world is one of power, protection, and unshakable devotion. And when rivals close in, Mia discovers the dangerous fire that burns beneath Mark’s calm surface. As they sleep in separate rooms, jealousy brews, especially when Mark’s alluring ex moves into their lives. What begins as hatred slowly twists into longing, obsession, and passion. But in the mafia world, love comes with blood, betrayal, and deadly consequences. Will Mia surrender to the man she swore she would never love—or will her heart destroy them both? Read to find out.

Blood dripped from the edge of Damian Moretti’s knife when he first saw her.Adriana Rossi should have turned away—any sane woman would. Instead, she met his stare across the bloodstained marble floor, her chin tilted like a challenge.Two families. One war. A love carved out of violence.“You shouldn’t be here,” Damian murmured, voice low, dangerous.Adriana’s lips curved. “Neither should you.”