An insanely hot, dark & taboo new stalker romance from USA Today bestselling author, Jane Henry, I ran to the woods to disappear. No food. No sleep. No hope. Just a broken heart, a bottle of wine, and a marriage in shambles. Then the gifts started showing up. Firewood stacked neatly outside the door. Homemade food in the fridge and a note with all-too familiar handwriting. He never knocked. Never spoke. Just…watched. Until the night I ventured too far…and he came to save me. Now he says I belong to him. That he’s waited years for me. That no one—not my cheating ex, not my family, not the rules of the world—will take me from him again. Because Owen isn’t a stranger. He’s my stepbrother. My forbidden first crush. The boy they warned me about now grown into a man who knows exactly how to break me open... and make me beg for more. This Christmas, I’m not getting jingle bells or candy canes. I’m getting dragged to bed, kissed breathless, and taken under the tree. And I’ve never wanted anything more. This is a dark, taboo, obsessive, stepbrother romance with intense heat, twisted love, and a very happy, very filthy ending. If you like possessive men and holiday spice, unwrap this one carefully.