“All I want for Christmas is three masked men.” Nine little words. One filthy dream. Or is it? When her work wife told her there was a sexy Santa at their annual company Christmas party, Noelle Dawson was skeptical. How could Santa possibly be sexy, she thought. Boy, was she wrong. This wasn’t the holly jolly figure you imagine as a child. No, he was straight out of a twisted, festive fantasy—and later that night, he made hers come true. They all did. Virulent, masked, and cloaked in red, Nick Cross and his overzealous helpers slid down the chimney for a Christmas Eve tryst Noelle would never forget. Hunted, bound, and bent to their will, she was their little Ho, Ho, Ho. And they were her bad Santas. One question arises on Christmas morning… Was it real or was it all just a vivid, tantalizing dream? PLEASE If you’re going into this novella expecting a plot-tastic, full length Hallmark masterpiece, Bad Santas is not for you. This is a quick, smuttylicious read that should take you less than an hour and get you into the Christmas spirit.