Claimed by My Protective Santa

I'm supposed to save Christmas. So, why am I falling for the man hell-bent on burning it down? Nick: I've always been the golden boy of the North Pole—smiles, sparkle, and enough charm to light a Christmas tree. People say I was born to spread cheer, and honestly? They're not wrong. I love Christmas, and I love helping people believe in it again. But when I'm sent to Kingsley Cove to deal with the town's loudest cynic, I end up face-to-face with Ethan Frost—a grumpy, gorgeous journalist who's built his whole career on tearing Christmas down. He mocks me. He calls me crazy. He thinks my stories about Santa are a joke. But one sharp correction later, he's looking at me like he doesn't know whether to throw me out... or kiss me. I've never had trouble making people believe in Christmas magic. So why is Ethan the one making me wish for something more—something forever? Ethan: I don't do Christmas. Not since my parents ruined it years ago. Now I make a living dismantling the holiday one column at a time. Grinch. Scrooge. Call me whatever you want. But Nick Claus? He calls me trouble. He's infuriatingly cheerful, impossibly handsome, and claims to be Santa's son. I should send him packing. Instead, I'm learning exactly what happens to men on the naughty list. I swore I'd never believe in Christmas again. But with Nick, I'm starting to believe in something even scarier—love. Claimed by My Protective Santa is a steamy grumpy/sunshine M/M Christmas romance featuring holiday banter, a protective alpha who knows exactly how to handle his man, firm consequences, a little sprinkle of magic, and a guaranteed HEA.