The Christmas Tree Bear: A Bear Shifter Paranormal Holiday Romance


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It was like this: Charlotte “Charlie” Caldwell wanted to live somewhere not her parents’ house, not her sister’s house, and not her friends’ couches. The problem was that she had a very expensive degree from a top-notch university and all the debt that went with it. And, sadly, not a decent enough job to both live on her own and pay off those expensive student loans.

That's why she took up an extra part-time job at Christmas Tree Town, a tree farm and orchid that is turned into Santa's village every year around the holidays to help the families all over the area celebrate the holidays.

Willis Barnett inherited the family farm after his father passed away, and with his mother, they hope to make Christmas Tree Town a big profit this year to help keep the family business in the black. He only wants to run the farm then run as his bear through the fields and forests. He wasn't expecting to find The One, his mate, dressed up like Santa's Elf Helper while doing the daily chores.

With the help of family and friends, and one not so helpful ice storm, maybe they can make this work and start of the new year just right.

“Hello?” Brenda asked tentatively into the phone.

“Hey, mama," Charlie breathed.

“Oh, thank goodness! Bobby!” her mother called in the background to her dad, “it’s Charlotte! Baby, where are you? We’ve been calling your cell. Are you alright? Beth Anne was about to get Jeff to start digging out the pickup so they could go by Lynne’s house.”

Charlie smiled and let her mother’s thick southern drawl wash over her. “I’m fine, mama. I promise. I’m still at the tree farm.”

Her mother paused. “At the farm? Why in the world are you over there?”

“The car skidded off the road not far from the farm, and Willis came and got me out. We’re staying in the little cabin on the property. Willis is outside right now trying to get the gas generator started. We’ve got the fireplace and wood stove, but a little more power would be nice.”

“You and Willis?” her mother asked. “Are you alright? Is the car?”

“I’m fine, mama,” Charlie promised again. “And I think the car is fine. I managed to slide into a bit of a snow pack and couldn’t get free. We already called Bill Poole this morning--”

“Oh, he’ll get you out in a jiffy. He’s got that big tow truck and both his boys are home from college.”

Charlie laughed. “Yes, mama.”

“Well, we have power, somehow! The weatherman is saying we got almost an inch and half of ice before it turned into eight inches of snow. Can you believe that? Ice and snow, that much, down here! I don’t even remember the last time we had snow like this. Your dad doesn’t ever remember it being this cold and snowy. We’ve got the dogs in here with us and we’re thinking about when we’re supposed to shovel. I don’t even know how that--”

“Mama!” Charlie cut in. “Can you do me a favor and call Beth Anne? I don’t want her to worry and make Jeff go out. I’m fine. If, you know, a little stuck.”

“Of course, baby! But are you sure you and Willis are okay? Do you have food?”

“Yes, mama, we have food. Not a lot of variety, but we’ll be fine until Bill can come clear the drive and get us out.”

“Willis,” her mother hummed. “Such a nice boy.

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