Alina Jacobs

Jack In my perfect world it would always be winter and never Christmas. I despise the holiday. I hate carols, shopping, and pretending to be a perfect family. I walked away from my family, or rather they walked away from me. My heart is like ice-- See it creeping up the walls. Oh, wait, no, that's royal icing. I never should have allowed The Great Christmas Bake-Off to film in my tower. And I never, ever, should have agreed to be a judge. Chloe I love Christmas! I love sparkly window decorations, heartwarming holiday movies, and themed coffee. Most of all I love Christmas baking. Even though his company is sponsoring the bake-off show, billionaire Jack Frost claims he hates sweets. But after he tastes my goods I know he'll come begging for more. And wouldn't you know it, that night Jack Frost asked me to come up to his penthouse and give him a special taste of my Christmas cookies. Against my better judgement I went... I baked him my signature gingerbread cookies and of course he ate them up! It should have been a Christmas miracle, but Jack Frost couldn't have come into my life at a worse time. Not only am I broke, but this was my first Christmas after my oma died. Someone is trying to sabotage me in The Great Christmas Bake-Off. I'm being stalked by a mall Santa. Sleeping with one of the judges is a disaster waiting to happen. I needed Jack and his washboard abs about as much as I needed that third sticky bun. But when he says in his deep, sexy voice, "Can you make me some more cookies?" well stick a candy cane in me I'm done. Eating Her Christmas Cookies is a standalone holiday novel. This full length steamy romance novel has no cliffhangers but does have a very happily ever after. The paperback version includes the full short story, Eating Her Baked Goods, which is available for free for newsletter subscribers.

A Holiday Romantic Comedy

Eating Her Christmas Cookies

"Broke, disaster prone, and living in a dilapidated tiny house, I think my life can't get any worse...Until I meet my new control freak billionaire boss. After I destroy his car, break his electronics, and set his lunch on fire, he tells me he's going to make me quit. Poor guy! He needs something sweet in his life. I see him lick his lips when we're alone. I just have to convince him to take one little bite..."--from verso.

A Romantic Comedy

In Her Candy Jar

I Hate, I Bake, and I Don’t Date!

In Her Pumpkin Patch

Licking Her Christmas Cookies

Tasting Her Christmas Cookies

Hunter Rules are meant to be broken. Except for one-Women can't get enough peonies. Even the girl in front of me in line is admiring the peonies in my hand. While I need these particular flowers for my latest plot, I'll still give Meghan the biggest, thickest bouquet I can find. It's flattering how much she wants my peonies- And I don't mind personally delivering. Meghan I love rules. They make life simple. One rule I have for my future boyfriend? Fresh flowers every week. The hot guy behind me in line had a gorgeous bouquet. He was perfect boyfriend material... Until Mr. Perfect broke the unwritten rule of New York City lunch hour and found a devious way to cut the line. He took my spot, making me late for a meeting, and then had the audacity to hand me his peonies as he waltzed out with what should have been my sandwich! A wink and flowers from a handsome guy won't fix my disaster of a life. My career as a lawyer is failing before it even started. I live in a tiny, crumbling apartment. I have to deal with my obnoxious supervisor who seems intent on taking Hunter's peonies for herself Except that his peonies (and other flowers) are mine. They were delivered to my desk at work! Bouquet aside, Hunter breaks all my rules. I know I should ignore him. I know it's going to be an epic disaster. But when he shows up at my door shirtless, with another excessive bouquet, well, I have to say screw the rules; I want his peonies and the rest of him too! This is a fun novella that is a prequel kickoff to my new romantic comedy series about the Svensson Brothers! This RomCom features a boiling hot romance, the largest selection of hot brothers to ever grace your e-reader, oh and a massive freaking cliffhanger! *sorry-not-sorry-since-it's-a-prequal-and-I-pinky-promise-I-will-make-it-right* Author Note: This book was given away to mailing list subscribers. If you purchase it, you are paying for something you could have gotten for free by signing up!

After His Peonies

Guys six feet and over have it made in the dating game. Girls? Not so much. Most guys stay far the hell away from tall girls. The ones who don't? You're getting the real bottom of the barrel dates: The guy with the height fetish who kept trying to touch my feet. The dude with mommy issues who burst into tears and cried on my shoulder. The alphahole billionaire who needs a whole separate town car for his ego. At first glance (an upward glance because he was TALL!) Greg Svensson seemed perfect. Six-feet-five of solid muscle with washboard abs and a tower with his name on it, Greg was a guy my parents would actually begrudgingly admire. I had our future all planned out. Until he opened his mouth. It was hate at first sight. The only thing we have in common is that we're both tall. He wears bespoke suits. I wear flats with holes in them. He runs a big shot investment firm. I'm trying to start my own company with only bubble gum and circus peanuts. He likes to show up at my horrible dates and ruin them. I...pretended I hated when he did that but secretly was thrilled even though it was a little young adult fiction. Don't judge! Six-foot tall beggars can't be choosers. Besides, just because I hate him doesn't mean I won't date him! This is a prequel to the new Manhattan Svensson brothers series. An enemies-to-lovers romantic comedy with sexy hotness on a six-foot-five stick, a heroine who is your new best friend, and all the laugh-out-loud moments that will make you choke on your wine!

The Hate Date

Good Elf Gone Wrong

Frosting Her Christmas Cookies

On His Paintbrush

Yeah, I Hate-Ate Your Cupcake!

Hating and Dating Your Boss with Style!

Between Her Biscuits

After Her Fake Fiancé

Smart Girls Don’t Kiss Aliens

After Her Flower Petals

You ever had one of those really terrible days at work? You know, where the maid of honor accuses the bride of cheating on the groom with the best man AND the groom's father? No? Welp... Welcome to life as a wedding planner for the rich and entitled of Manhattan. I've seen it all--from the nastiest bridezilla to the most overindulged billionaire. And Evan is the worst. Tall, dark, and handsome, he has a ridiculously ripped body under his formal suit and runs a massive hedgefund that's actively making the world a worse place. I don't even feel sorry for him when he walks away from the alter in a daze. Well, maybe a little bit. Enough that I now have a billionaire holed up in my teeny tiny apartment. I regret it immediately. My violently antisocial cat has welcomed him like a long lost brother, Evan's half-naked six-foot-five frame is sprawled across my bed, and he's eaten all of my lasagna. A day and an epic screaming match later, he's out on the street, and I have my high-stress, lonely life back. But I can't worry about a billionaire's hurt feelings. After all I have a business to run and bridezillas to corral. But when I go to meet with my latest bride, guess-who is there smirking at me. Evan's decided he's ready to move on from the cheating witch. Who does he want as he rebound? Me. But I am immune to Evan's obnoxious displays of wealth and his piercing blue eyes. These panties are staying firmly on. Mostly. Except for that one time. But it's not like anyone's falling in love right? Right?! This standalone, full length romantic comedy has no cliffhangers but does have a swoon-worth HEA! This book is STEAMY! The highs are hilarious and the lows are as deep as the voice of the guy you fantasize about!

A Hot Romantic Comedy

Bridezillas and Billionaires

Resting Grinch Face

Love, Hate, and Terrible Dates

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