Two amazing men, a serial killer, and Mr. Partridge hanging from an orange tree. This isn’t your momma’s Christmas story.
They say the holiday season brings out the crazies. Well whoever they are, they’re right!
This year, it brought out a serial killer, who chooses his victims based on the carol, “The Twelve Days of Christmas. Somehow, I’ve ended up in cahoots with a ghost to stop the Christmas Killer before he strikes again.
Did I mention I hate this time of year?
I’m still working out the kinks in my new life. I mean really, who wouldn’t need some time to process after finding out they aren’t human? That’s right. I’m a Nunnehi, aka the Cherokee equivalent to a fairy. Oh yeah, and anytime I get a little hot and bothered, I turn into a firebird and incinerate the bed along with anything or anyone in a three-foot radius.
How in the blazes am I supposed to wrangle my magic, manage family responsibilities, juggle the men in my life? Let alone save…
Seven Swans a Swimming – Eight Maids a Milking – Nine Ladies Dancing – Ten Lords a Leaping – Eleven Pipers Piping – Twelve Drummers Drumming.