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I got the idea for Her Nutcracker Boyfriend after finding a cute juvenile story about a ballerina and a nutcracker at a used bookstore. My inner child was delighted. But then me and my bestie’s minds went the other way. The title of that book didn’t help, which I won’t mention here because I don’t want to put anything negative on that story. Still, the damage was done.

We talked about how Clara and The Nutcracker showed up on quite a few author’s and reader’s origin story posts, which everyone had been creating and sharing on Instagram at that time. Plus, I’d just purchased a smutty story about a door coming to life, so why not a nutcracker? We asked ourselves that. And…I think it was like the very next night…I had a title and a temporary cover for Her Nutcracker Boyfriend. My fate was sealed. 

Title: Her Nutcracker Boyfriend

Author: Love Fey

Genre: Holiday Erotic Romance

Length: 76

Format: eBook

EBOOK LINKS:

Nook / Kobo / Apple / Fable / Thalia / Smashwords / Amazon

REVIEW LINKS:

The Story Graph / Goodreads

TROPES:

Sex lessons

Kissing lessons

He’s eager

He’s curious

He’s innocently smutty

Golden Retriever MMC

BLURB: As a little girl, Robin danced with her “nutcracker boyfriend” while watching ballet, and she’d fall asleep with him on a special pillow. Years later, that sweet childhood memory resurfaces and pushes her to reconnect with her beloved nutcracker, but it also reinforces how lonely she truly is.

Christmas Eve, she lays the nutcracker on the pillow beside her and uses a very specific gift to give herself some attention. In the morning, her nutcracker is a flesh-and-blood man whose only memories revolve around her. He’s adorably innocent, sweetly obsessed, and incredibly curious. He awakens her body like never before. But he also awakens her heart.

They may not have forever, but they’ll spend whatever time they do have in each other’s arms.

EXCERPT: 

“What is passion?”

“It’s a strong interest in something or someone. It’s like a driving force.”

“I have a passion for you.”

She gawked. “You can’t.”

“Why not?”

“Because you don’t know me.”

“I told you, you’re all I know.”

“But that doesn’t mean you know me.”

His jaw flexed. He gazed at her shoulder as he skimmed his fingers over the curve. “You’re wrong. I remember, Robin. When you were a child, you were so lonely. By yourself. Lost. Looking for…for…”

She could tell he was searching for a word to describe the deep yearning she’d endured as a child, but he didn’t know what that word was. “A friend,” she said as her eyes misted with tears. “I was searching for a friend.”