In the small town of Wishing Tree, Vermont, Wesley has broken free from the golden cage of his wealthy family’s expectations. Now, he’s hiding away in his beloved bookstore, a cozy haven filled with stories that warm the soul. But his greatest joy? Showing the grumpy coffee shop owner next door that life doesn’t have to be so serious—especially at Christmas.

Hunter never planned to trade lectures on history for steaming lattes and frothy cappuccinos. But when a sudden twist of fate lands him in Vermont, running a coffee shop he inherited, he buries himself in the daily grind, determined to avoid messy emotions—and the annoyingly cheerful bookstore owner who seems intent on dragging him out of his shell.

Wesley’s relentless charm and holiday spirit clash with Hunter’s stubborn pragmatism, sparking irritation, banter, and undeniable chemistry. Underneath the tension, stolen kisses and quiet moments reveal a connection that feels like the season’s magic.

But just as their love begins to bloom, a twist of fate threatens to pull them apart. With Christmas fast approaching, can Wesley and Hunter overcome the odds and find their happily ever after? Or will their story end before the final snowflake falls?

I wasso glad I decided to reread the first two books in The Wishing Tree seriesbefore reading and reviewing The Magic of Midnight. What a beautifulseries and a beautiful book. I adored the grumpy/happy trope within the magicof Wishing Tree, Vermont. Wesley and Hunter were perfect for each other even ifI had to read a few pages for them to figure it out.

MsScott delivereda sweet yet not too sappy Christmas story that left a smile on my face and myheart. I also appreciated that realistic expectations were formulated by each character,and they found a way to bring it all together and make it work. The thought ofthe beautiful town were people accept and wishes come true was just the doseneeded as we approach the holiday season.

DefiniteS.E.X.

A fivehandcuff review

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