'Twas the night before Christmas, and in The Nightwood Hotel, not a creature was stirring, not even an elf. Mistletoe hung from the doorways with care, in the hopes that one day she'll allow us to share. My partner and I were all tucked up in bed, while dreams of hunting our secretary danced through our heads. When from down below there came such a clatter, we sprang from our beds to see what was the matter. When, what to our wondering eyes should appear, but our little secretary, shivering in fear. She's awoken our beasts, who roar out with Run, little girl, run now and flee. *Their Secret Secretary is a billionaire primal ménage (MFM) Christmas novella. It was previously a part of the On The Naughty List anthology.
Author
A former American, Michaella now calls Scotland home. When she isn't checking out men in kilts or chasing the wild haggis through the glens, you can usually find her skulking about the online bookish community. Michaella has always been fascinated with the darker, more macabre facets of the human psyche and doesn't shy away from controversial, taboo, and dark themes in her writing. A self-proclaimed book nerd, she's happiest curled up on the sofa with a good book and a margarita or two, while merrily adding more book boyfriends to her already overflowing harem.
