Screwing Miss Scrooge

Stockings hanging off the fireplace: check. Mistletoe above door: check. Ghosts of boyfriends past on the guestlist: check.Wait, what?I never believed in ghosts, and that's not going to change tonight, either. Not even when the sexiest man I've ever seen floats across the room, taking my breath away. It's Christmas Eve and I had too much eggnog, surely. Now I'm dreaming of him taking me to my ex's house. I am forced to watch as his cosy little life is so much more perfect than mine - until it isn't. What I see changes everything, and what I do makes things worse.Fine, I haven't exactly been nice since Eddie left me at the altar. My name is definitely on Santa's naughty list, most probably somewhere in the first five rows.But ghosts aren't real, and they certainly don't make you do things like... Well, I am blushing even as I'm thinking this. Not to mention that I'm beginning to wonder whether this isn't just a bad dream after all...Note from the Author: Screwing Miss Scrooge is a Christmas BDSM Paranormal Holiday Romance Short Story in 9000 words. It being a short story, expect insta love and a HFN ending.Includes mature scenes, real magic, ghosts, slight BDSM and dark humour. You have been warned.