I will survive. I am not going to think about him this Christmas. I am going to have fun on my Christmapocalypse adventure in the unassuming village of Wintergreen, Florida. The plot is simple: I get away from my house cave, meet new people, and live happily ever after. Everything does not go to plan when the quaint apocalyptic town I’ve just settled into ends up stuck in a blizzard. In Florida. That’s not even where the chaos ends once his car crashes into a tree on the outskirts, leaving my room as the only one with any space left to share. Ryder Evan, the only man I’ve ever loved, is the grump to end all grumps, and now me, him, and his duck, Jimmy, are stuck together while we navigate the world of Christmapocalypse. However, something about this whole event—from Florida blizzards to my childhood ex showing up—is off in a way that suggests I’m stuck as the lead in a story written by a dozen meddling elves. I don’t think Melanie Richards’ book How to Not Be Alone on Christmas accounted for a fake apocalypse becoming as real as my subdued feelings. But, well, here we are. How to Not Be Alone on Christmas is a second-chance satirical romance with plenty of chaos and plenty of well-thought-out plot. Each book in this series has sensual description that is ultimately closed door/fade to black, minimal cursing if any at all, and a swoon-worthy love story. Please reference the reader expectations after the title page for specific details—and please read the author’s note!