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My Christmas Wish List is out!

Elodie

Yesterday was the day: My Christmas Wish List is out!

Technically, I started typing this at 10:30 p.m. on July 31st, still wondering whether I was going to post on social media before the day ended.

I did not. It’s now 7 a.m. on August 1st, but My Christmas Wish List under my Elodie Now name is officially out in the world.

And yesterday I was equal parts want-to-hide-under-my-desk nervous and running-around-like-a-hungry-raccoon excited. (That’s me. I’m the raccoon.)

This isn’t my first book. It’s not my tenth. Don’t ask me how many books I’ve published, I’ve been doing this for so long I’ve lost track. And I still crossed my fingers yesterday morning like it was 2014 all over again.

If you’ve been around here a while, you know this one’s been a long time coming. More than a year since I started drafting it.

And so many ups and terrible downs and grief still humming loudly.

And yes, at one point I changed a horse into a donkey named Cookie.

Plato is in it, too. Our Poopie who we said goodbye to in July 2025. Writing him into these scenes—the stubbornness, the pillow-humping, the nickname Poopie—is a big part of what pulled me back into the story last summer. He earns his place in every single scene now. If you know, you know. <3

So… What is it about?

A twelve-year-old on Liam’s doorstep, calling him Dad. His little sister’s best friend—Sophie, wedding planner, spiral-brain extraordinaire—crashing in to help. Nine years of restraint. One kitchen counter away from the naughty list.

Liam is a Grinch of a divorce lawyer who’s spent his career proving happily-ever-afters don’t exist. Sophie is here to save the exact thing he gets paid to end. There’s a cat annoying a beagle, an annotated list of holiday movies, a donkey nobody asked for, and a Christmas that is, frankly, a disaster waiting to happen.

It made me laugh. It made me swoon. It made me a little weepy at the end (don’t tell anyone). I hope it does at least one of those for you.

Where to start reading?

It’s available now as an ebook from your favorite retailer, coming soon to libraries via OverDrive, and direct from my store.

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Want the annotated, behind-the-scenes version? Become a Spicy Pickle over on Patreon and read it with all my notes in the margins.

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Lisez-vous en français ? Bonne nouvelle: il y a aussi une version française: Ma Liste de Noël (n’inclut pas l’amour). C’est par ici.

Thank you for being here. Thank you for letting me tell you about Sophie and Liam and Grace and Cookie the donkey. Whether you’ve been reading me since 2014 or you wandered in five minutes ago—I’m so glad you did.

And if this book finds you and makes you smile, swoon, and feel all the feels? That was the whole wish list.

<3
Elodie

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Nice Guys Don’t Kiss Like That At Christmas comes out in TWO days!

Elodie

My next steamy romcom “Nice Guys Don’t Kiss Like That At Christmas” – published under Elodie Now – is coming out in two days. TWO. DAYS.

And … I may be running around like a raccoon who just moved internationally and is still setting up their office 😛 That’s me, I’m the raccoon.

Also this podcast episode explains a bit of some of the administrative things I have been dealing with when it comes to this particular release…

And this book means a lot to me. And I’m nervous. And I really need to go on a walk.

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Burst pipes. One bed. Feelings I did not sign up for. And a vet with very large… hands. Merry Christmas to me.

I probably should’ve asked more questions before accepting a temporary Christmas nursing contract to “get my life back on track.” Like: Is the local vet my unresolved romantic trauma in human form? Spoiler: he is.

He’s also my former video-chat almost-boyfriend—the one I ghosted seven years ago, right after finishing chemo, when my body felt borrowed and my heart felt like an organ I hadn’t relearned how to use yet.

And now we’re sharing a honeymoon suite. (Me, him, my Emotional Support Pickle, and the vibrator named after him. Do not ask.)

Dr. Adam Large Hands, Larger Heart, Largest…Brain Harrison has my Great Dane swooning, my dachshund wearing a Santa hat, and me… laughing. Unclenching. Melting.

I should remember: it’s safer to freeze than to fall. (Shoutout to Dr. Jerk du Soleil, my ex, for turning me into Ice Queen Foster, ruler of emotional Antarctica.)

Adam’s leaving tomorrow. I’m leaving after Christmas.

One night won’t turn me into a messy puddle of emotions.

…Right?

It’s temporary. Unless it isn’t.

EXCERPT FROM CHAPTER ONE – EVE

(…)

I grip the steering wheel, a startled laugh escaping me. This is from an app that promises love and understanding, a partner who gets you.

The laugh dies in my throat as I squint through the windshield. The shadowy figure is moving closer. And is he crouching? Making a strange sound?

“Co, co, co.”

It could be a coyote with bronchitis. Or a serial killer rehearsing his holiday-themed monologue. Either way, I’ve watched enough true-crime shows to know this is where the narrator says, “She never saw it coming.”

Where is Dante with his “touch her and die” intensity when you need him? A fictional man ready to burn the world down for his love sounds pretty good right about now.  Something about the approaching figure makes my stomach clench in a way that has nothing to do with fear and everything to do with déjà vu. Great. Even my fight-or-flight response is having flashbacks.

My Bluetooth comes back to life. “Hello? Hello? You’re freaaaaaaaaaaking us o—o—out.” Julie’s voice goes up two octaves.

Unbothered, LoverBoy stretches and settles in the carrier like he’s lived here forever. For a dog I almost ran over, he seems alarmingly trusting.

I glance at him, at Blanche, at Dorothy. Three sets of eyes staring at me like I know what I’m doing. Dangerous assumption, but I’ll take it.

“I’m okay.” I’m not even sure my friends can hear me at that point. Not that it matters when my definition of “okay” includes being stranded in a horror Christmas movie with a cursed Honda Civic, three dogs, and a potential serial killer doing his best seasonal ASMR.

Where is my emotional support pickle when I need it? In the backseat, looking at me like I’ve lost my mind.

Proof 1001 I’m not Hallmark material.

But Lifetime? Oh, I’m your final girl… armed with trauma, a push-up bra, and one shot at my Prove-It-All-Without-Falling-Apart era.

Fa-la-la-la?

Have you already Nice Guys Don’t Kiss Like That At Christmas to your TBR on Goodreads? Also… don’t forget, there’s a special pre-order price of 99 cents instead of $4.99 🙂

And yes, I’m going to go on that walk 😛 And also share this post on my Elodie Now website at some point. And I swear splitting my works in two MAKES sense. It does. It really does… (she says to herself).

🙂

Elodie

# Most Eligible Scrooge, rom-com

Limited print – Traveling Signed Paperback Edition # Most Eligible Scrooge…

Elodie

# Most Eligible Scrooge comes out on November 24th… yep, you read that right 🙂

This fake-dating brother’s best friend steamy Christmas romcom comes out in four days! It’s like you’ll be getting a Hallmark movie mixed with a romcom in print version, but a Hallmark movie with, um, the door open (it’s getting hot in Swans Cove).

Less than a week to go to cuddle up with Landon and Julie, well, with their story…and I have a limited print SIGNED traveling paperback edition available in my store!

Really, limited, because I only have four paperback copies left of the LIMITED signed traveling paperback edition.

What does “traveling” mean? It’s a type of “read it forward” edition. Once you’ve read it, there are two pages at the beginning of the book where you can write a few words to the next person reading it. So, you read it, you leave a note and you give it/send it to a friend who then reads it and does the same and it travels 🙂

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Of all the PR stunts, fake-dating my brother’s best friend, Mr. Sizzling Hot Grumpy aka my once-upon-a-time high school crush? This holiday season, love’s clearly on the naughty list. Right?

Especially after he played Grinch with my heart last Christmas Eve. But when a scandalous video of me sneaking into his luxury hotel in just a teddy with Dasher the Cat in my arms goes viral, we’ve got no choice: turn him from the “Most Eligible Scrooge” to “Mr. Fixer-Upper Heartthrob” and save my PR gig. Sure, Landon knows all my buttons (annoyingly well) and has this maddening way of making me swoon all over again, but we’ve got ground rules. Top of the list? No falling in love. Even if we get stranded in the most romantic small-town renovating a house for the holidays.

Dear Santa, it’s me, Julie. if you’re listening: grant me this one wish and I’ll toss in some extra cookies. And carrots for the reindeer, of course!

# Most Eligible Scrooge is the perfect steamy romantic comedy for you if you love Hallmark movies and romcoms with, um, the door open (aka it’s getting “hot” in Swans Cove)

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Wishing you a day as warm and comfy as a hot chocolate with marshmallows <3

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