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A too-good-to-be-true knight helps a lonely engineer create Christmas in a honest to goodness magical world.

Lydia, welcome to Romance Lives Forever. I’m Kayelle Allen, author and owner of this blog. Happy to have you here! Please tell us about All Roads Lead to Christmas.

All Roads Lead to Christmas by Lydia Guleva

Genre Contemporary Christmas Romance, Fantasy Romance

Book heat level (based on movie ratings): PG13

Can a handsome Christmas knight help a lonely engineer spruce things up?

Isabella knew Bralazin was too good to be true, but to find out that he was a knight from another world, a lord, and her brother’s friend? That was almost as bad as learning that the magical world didn’t have Christmas.

At least Bralazin could help her organize an epic Christmas party and get gifts for every child in their kingdom. Easy. They could do it. Even if Bralazin kept questioning why they needed Christmas in the first place.

Would’ve been great if there were roads they could use to deliver gifts, but Isabella wasn’t a road engineer for nothing. She could build the roads. Or have elves in neon green pants do it for her while singing Christmas songs.

Bralazin, on the other hand, was something she’d have to handle herself. He could say what he wanted about not wishing to upset her brother, but it wouldn’t help him. Isabella set her eyes on him, and he was going down.

Where to buy All Roads Lead to Christmas

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My life is a crossbreed of a disaster documentary and a thriller. I moved a lot and often until I finally settled in my sixth country. Things eventually calmed down… sort of. Come on, I can’t have a peaceful life. I have to, at least, get a fixer-upper from hell with neighbors that keep things interesting. If I go a whole month without my foot going through the floor or an old, intoxicated lady asking me if I want a dead cat in a box (there was no dead cat. She hallucinated it), then it won’t be my life.
I could probably write a memoir, but who would believe this crap?
So, here I am, writing things that are a lot more realistic. It’s easier to suspend disbelief and imagine the world with mind-reading demons than me on a date with a guy who kept bragging about how silky his hair is, how he likes getting his butt fingered, how he likes to choke women during intercourse, and that he loves giving women expensive gifts but doesn’t have anyone to give those gifts to because his girlfriend is in jail. That’s okay, though, because it all made sense when his dad showed up (he was tracking his son’s car). Upon seeing me, his dad started profusely apologizing and said… and I quote, “I’m so sorry. I didn’t know you were with a girl. I thought you were doing drugs.”
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