My Madness Level : Strong Madness

How much of a Madness :  I just can’t stop reading it.

What brings the Madness :

  • It’s sweet and cute.
  • It’s like Hallmark Movies, that always perfect for holiday and that I always love.
  • Awesome characters, a grumpy man and an exuberant woman, one hates Christmas, the other loves it a lot, oh yeah opposites do attract, it’s just so sweet when they’re together.
  • Love that Christmas Holiday’s vibe.
  • Love that dash of Enemies to Lovers vibe.

What Madness I don’t like :  that it felt a bit rushed in the end, suddenly everything is over, I want more.


Where to buy this Madness :

My Madness Review : Goodreads

The Blurb : 

Candice Gaines loves Christmas. Not only does she bask in the twinkling lights, sing Christmas carols and go crazy with the decorations, she’s also in the giving spirit, donating much of her time and wealth to various charities in the local area.

Charlie Sullivan despises Christmas. Though it keeps his family afloat, considering they own Sullivan Family Christmas Tree Farm, the main provider for Christmas trees on the Monterey peninsula. He’d much rather work among the trees versus have to deal with people.

But Charlie’s parents are taking on more philanthropic projects—and as their oldest child, they want him to be their official public representative. He just has to play nice and convince everyone he’s not a total holiday hater.

When Charlie’s mom asks Candice to accompany him to a variety of holiday parties and events, she reluctantly agrees. She thinks Charlie is a big ol’ Grinch, but is determined to change his mindset and help him spread Christmas cheer. Charlie finds Candice too chatty, too sweet, too much. Do people like her really exist?

Why yes, yes they do. The more time they spend together—along with a few kisses under the mistletoe—the more they start to like each other. Hopefully Charlie can convince Candice he doesn’t have a heart that’s two sizes too small before the ball drops on New Year’s Eve.And the universe is amusing itself at my expense, because the dirty photo I woke up to on Monday?

It’s his.

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