A letter to Santa starts off a merry chain of gift-wrapping, but nothing is quite right and each time Santa thinks better of his choice. Lift the flaps to unwrap each present and find out what Santa chooses as the perfect present in the end!

NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER • A special holiday wish list brings about hope, love, and second chances in this nostalgic novel from the queen of Christmas stories, Debbie Macomber. Lindy Carmichael isn’t feeling particularly joyful when she returns home to Wenatchee, Washington, for Christmas. The man she thought was “the one” has cheated on her with her best friend, and she feels completely devoid of creativity in her graphic-design job. Not even carolers or Christmas cookies can cheer her up—but Lindy’s mother, Ellen, remembers an old tradition that might lift her daughter’s spirits. Reading through a box of childhood letters to Santa and reminiscing about what she’d wished for as a young girl may be just the inspiration Lindy needs. With Ellen’s encouragement, she decides to write a new letter to Santa, one that will encourage her to have faith and believe just as she’d done all those years ago. Little does Lindy know that this exercise in gratitude will cause her wishes to unfold before her in miraculous ways. And, thanks to some fateful twists of Christmas magic—especially an unexpected connection with a handsome former classmate—Lindy ultimately realizes that there is truly no place like home for the holidays. In Dear Santa, Debbie Macomber celebrates the joys of Christmas blessings, old and new.

Just when he thinks Christmas has lost its meaning, Santa gets a letter from a group of concerned children and begins working with others to make the world a better place.

From USA Today bestselling author Nancy Naigle, Dear Santa is a heartwarming Christmas story about finding your passion for life and love. A holiday retelling of You've Got Mail that will make you fall in love with the Christmas Season! Angela Carson wants nothing more than to be the third-generation to run her family’s holiday store, Heart of Christmas, successfully. They’ve weathered over sixty tourist seasons, major hurricanes, and urban sprawl, in their old decommissioned lighthouse. But the national chain that set up shop in their small North Carolina town of Pleasant Sands may be more than Heart of Christmas can survive. Encouraged by her niece to ask Santa for help through the Dear Santa app, Angela gives in and lets the words fly in a way that, if Santa were real, would no doubt land her on the naughty list. What’s the harm when it’s just a computer-generated response? Geoff Paisley has been at his mother’s side running the mega-chain Christmas Galore for the last ten years. When his mother falls ill, Geoff promises to answer the Dear Santa letters in her stead. Soon he realizes the woman he’s been corresponding with on Dear Santa is Angela. How could the woman that grates his every last nerve in person have intrigued him so deeply through those letters? When Geoff reveals that he’s her Dear Santa, will Angela be able to set aside their very public feud to embrace the magic of the holiday and possibly find true love? * Also published as The Christmas Shop

If you love steamy holiday enemies-to-lovers romcoms with grumpy book boyfriends (and adorable pets)...make sure you start reading Elodie Nowodazkij's small-town Christmas romantic comedy today. Stuck with Mr. Ex-Bodyguard on Christmas Eve? That wasn't on my wish list, Santa. But then again, neither was falling in love. Please tell me this is just a remake of Nightmare on Elm Street—the Christmas version. I'd sooner face Freddy Krueger with a Santa hat than deal with this. My phone is blowing up. I'm surely going to get fired. I might as well crawl under a Christmas tree and never come out. Maybe I should travel to the North Pole and ask Santa for help. I pull my oversized scarf tighter around my neck, eyeing the treacherous sidewalk beneath me. If I fall flat on my ass now, that would be the perfect cherry on top of... oh, crap. Three more messages. I must not think about the fact that the entire town must have read that letter... oh, and let's not forget my mother. Or Damian. No, no, no. Dear Santa, Why is it that every time I close my eyes, I'm haunted by the memory of his biceps flexing as if auditioning for a superhero movie? And don't get me started on his eyes - so blue, so treacherous, they should come with a rip current warning. And his voice? Deep. Smooth. Velvety. Especially when he confessed how much he wanted me. The funny thing is, I don’t even like him. And he doesn’t like me. Plus, he hates Christmas. Who hates Christmas? Why are my thoughts more tangled than last year's Christmas lights? And why am I craving another round with Mr. Ex-Bodyguard? My vibrator just doesn’t compare to... him. With love, An overly caffeinated, slightly embarrassed columnist.

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