Last Heistmas

She was working the case. He was working her.

LAPD Detective Lucy O’Connor doesn’t break the rules—unlike her father, the cop who stopped the heist of the century and then lost his badge and his family insisting the real mastermind got away. Now Lucy’s father is gone, and he’s left her one last letter asking her to finish what he couldn’t. Lucy is about to break every rule she’s got to prove him right before her dying mother runs out of time, starting with sleeping with the very attractive stranger she meets in a coffee shop a few days before Christmas.

He was supposed to be one night. One glorious, completely out-of-character, never-to-be-repeated night. Then Lucy slips into a penthouse Christmas party as catering staff—off duty and off the books—chasing the evidence that could finally prove her father right as a final Christmas gift to her mom. Instead, she walks straight into a hostage takeover with four armed men, plus a voice on the radio she’d know anywhere.

Max.

The man who charmed his way into her bed. And now Lucy’s the only thing standing between him and a billion dollars in bearer bonds and diamonds. She’s got her wits, a growing list of professional standards board violations, and zero backup. He’s got a crew, a plan, and—infuriatingly—the same ability to make her head spin that got her into this mess in the first place.

Underneath the standoff is a much more dangerous question neither of them wants to answer: what happens when the person you’re supposed to bring down is the only one who really understands you?

Christmas Eve was supposed to be about redemption. Instead, Lucy’s playing cat and mouse with the one man who could steal everything—including her heart.

Spice: 🌶️🌶️🌶️ (three on-page scenes, explicit language)

Perfect for fans of Ally Carter and Die Hard. Features Christmas Eve chaos, a hostage countdown, and a hero who’s very good at both crime and kissing.