
Merry Random Christmas
Julia Kent(Author)
Diversion Books (Publisher)
Published on 29. September 2016
Book
Paperback/Softback
198 pages
978-1-68230-752-6 (ISBN)
Description
It all started with a game of Truth or Dare...
It's bad enough I got arrested for prostitution on Christmas Eve. Alleged prostitution, mind you. I didn't do it. Of course I didn't. The cops say I offered up a certain sex act for a $5 gasoline gift card, but honey?
My sex acts are worth way, way more.
So when I tried to explain what happened to the person who came and bailed me out of jail, she wasn't exactly impressed.
Because it was my boyfriend's mother.
Now, I got two boyfriends, so Murphy's Law said it had to be the mother I hate the most. And she hates me right back. Even more now that I lost her son.
That's right. Where in the hell are Joe and Trevor? It's Christmas Eve, and I keep getting pictures on social media showing Joe and Trevor all oiled up in g-strings that look like candy canes, dancing with a bunch of well-coiffed older women.
I, on the other hand, am wearing Santa pants, flip flops, and smell like jail cell pee.
That game of Truth or Dare turns out to be way more dangerous than anyone expected.
And our savior? It ain't the baby Jesus. Not the three wise men. No little drummer boy. Not even the donkey that carried the Virgin Mary on its back while she howled for an epidural.
Nope. Can you guess?
That's right.
Mavis the Chicken.
Can she help us out of this clustercluck?
* * *
Merry Random Christmas is the eighth book in the New York Times bestselling Random series. Join the gang on Christmas Eve as Darla is unfairly arrested, Trevor and Joe are forced to become strippers, and candy canes appear in places where sugar is a bad, bad idea in this crazy, rollicking romp.
It's bad enough I got arrested for prostitution on Christmas Eve. Alleged prostitution, mind you. I didn't do it. Of course I didn't. The cops say I offered up a certain sex act for a $5 gasoline gift card, but honey?
My sex acts are worth way, way more.
So when I tried to explain what happened to the person who came and bailed me out of jail, she wasn't exactly impressed.
Because it was my boyfriend's mother.
Now, I got two boyfriends, so Murphy's Law said it had to be the mother I hate the most. And she hates me right back. Even more now that I lost her son.
That's right. Where in the hell are Joe and Trevor? It's Christmas Eve, and I keep getting pictures on social media showing Joe and Trevor all oiled up in g-strings that look like candy canes, dancing with a bunch of well-coiffed older women.
I, on the other hand, am wearing Santa pants, flip flops, and smell like jail cell pee.
That game of Truth or Dare turns out to be way more dangerous than anyone expected.
And our savior? It ain't the baby Jesus. Not the three wise men. No little drummer boy. Not even the donkey that carried the Virgin Mary on its back while she howled for an epidural.
Nope. Can you guess?
That's right.
Mavis the Chicken.
Can she help us out of this clustercluck?
* * *
Merry Random Christmas is the eighth book in the New York Times bestselling Random series. Join the gang on Christmas Eve as Darla is unfairly arrested, Trevor and Joe are forced to become strippers, and candy canes appear in places where sugar is a bad, bad idea in this crazy, rollicking romp.
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Language
English
Place of publication
United States
Product notice
Paperback (trade)
Dimensions
Height: 203 mm
Width: 127 mm
ISBN-13
978-1-68230-752-6 (9781682307526)
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New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Julia Kent writes romantic comedy with an edge. From billionaires to BBWs to new adult rock stars, Julia finds a sensual, goofy joy in every contemporary romance she writes. Unlike Shannon from Shopping for a Billionaire, she did not meet her husband after dropping her phone in a men's room toilet (and he isn't a billionaire).
She lives in New England with her husband and three sons in a household where the toilet seat is never, ever, down.
She loves to hear from her readers by email at jkentauthor@gmail.com, on Twitter @jkentauthor, on Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/jkentauthor . Visit her at http://jkentauthor.com
She lives in New England with her husband and three sons in a household where the toilet seat is never, ever, down.
She loves to hear from her readers by email at jkentauthor@gmail.com, on Twitter @jkentauthor, on Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/jkentauthor . Visit her at http://jkentauthor.com