Chasing Christmas Eve
These books can be read in any order.
Run for the hills—temporarily. That’s Colbie Albright’s plan when she flees New York for San Francisco. Wrangling her crazy family by day and writing a bestselling YA fantasy series by night has taken its toll. In short, Colbie’s so over it that she’s under it. She’s also under the waters of a historic San Francisco fountain within an hour of arrival. Fortunately, the guy who fishes Colbie out has her looking forward to Christmas among strangers. But she’s pretty sure Spencer Baldwin won’t be a stranger for long.
Spence’s commitment to hiding from the Ghosts of Relationships Past means he doesn’t have to worry about the powerful—okay, crazy hot—chemistry he’s got with Colbie. Just because she can laugh at anything, especially herself… just because she’s gorgeous and a great listener…just because she “gets” Spence immediately doesn’t mean he won’t be able to let Colbie go. Does it?
…and hope for a miracle.
Now the clock’s ticking for Colbie and Spence: Two weeks to cut loose. Two weeks to fall hard. Two weeks to figure out how to make this Christmas last a lifetime.
What people are saying
Shalvis’s fans will love spending Christmas in San Francisco’s Cow Hollow neighborhood with her now-familiar gang of lovable Heartbreaker Bay misfits.
Shalvis has done it again! Her magnetic writing will hook readers within just the first few pages. San Francisco is magical all in itself, but the wishing fountain in her Heartbreaker Bay series makes it all the more surreal.
Chasing Christmas Eve is a sparkly, funny, charming new entry in the series... here the characters grapple with very real obstacles that speak to everything from gender norms to the value and meaning of family.
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This series can be read and enjoyed in any order!
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Colbie Albright stood in the crowded LaGuardia Airport staring up at the flight departure board. Her chest was tight and her throat felt like it was closing in.
Classic anxiety, she told herself. Just breathe right through it.
Not that her body listened to her brain. Her body rarely listened to good sense.
In any case, it was December 1 and people were rushing all around her like chickens without their heads, while she stood still trying to figure out her choice of destination. Her only requirements were warm and tropical. An exotic beach would fit the bill perfectly.
Oooh, I wanna take you . . .