A storm, a troll, and one very nosy mother… what could go wrong?

I came to Iceland to find peace, inspiration, and maybe a little adventure.

I didn’t expect a blizzard.

Or to be rescued by seven feet of muscle, horns, and socially awkward grumpiness who insists he’s fine—just cursed, glowing, and possibly my fated mate.

Gunnar isn’t exactly human. He’s a retired troll enforcer who carves furniture, avoids people, and has a mom who meddles in his love life using enchanted cocoa and mistletoe.

When a magical storm traps us together in his cave, sparks fly—literally. His runes light up whenever I laugh, his dry humor makes my heart melt, and his kisses could set the snow on fire.

Now we’re snowed in with only one bed, one troll, and one very determined matchmaking queen watching from afar.
Good thing I’ve always worked well under pressure… especially when the pressure comes with horns.

A cozy-steamy holiday monster rom-com full of blizzards, banter, and fated-mate fire.
Perfect for fans of Kimberly Lemming, Lana Kole, and cozy fantasy with claws, cocoa, and happily ever afters.