After an unfortunate series of events leaves Billy's reputation in ruins, all he wants for Christmas is to get his life back on track. Oh, and he'd also like to know the identity of the mysterious figure in the Santa suit, because how can you fall in love with someone if you've never seen their face?
Kay Ellis lives in rural Oxfordshire with her two daughters. She has written stories from an early age, starting with an epic adventure penned at primary school which sadly had to end when a hard-hearted teacher refused to supply any more writing paper.
Over the years Kay’s style has changed as she has grown more confident in her writing, developing a relaxed and informal style. She has also become braver in content, turning her hand to writing gay and straight erotica.
Kay writes for the love of writing and from a fear her head will explode if she doesn’t have a release for her vivid imagination.
It’s only now Kay has found the courage to submit work for publication, having recently finished in the top three of a national writing competition.
WTF did I just read...it was 40pgs of everything horrible. By pg4 there had been cheating (while his bf was at the same party) in a pitch black room, with an unknown dude, no consent & no condom.
Add in biphobia, fatphobia/shaming, more cheating (now by both guys), slut shaming & the inability to recognize your best friend/roommates voice as he accosts you pretending to be Santa, oh and a bunch of gfy. THERE WAS ONLY 40 PAGES, HOW IS THIS MUCH AWFUL IN ONE LITTLE SHORT!?!?!
What could have been a cute friends to lovers happy Christmas tale was a fucking nightmare that I would never recommend.
This entire review has been hidden because of spoilers.