Shelly Ferguson


What happens when a small-town hairdresser and a secretive hottie are trapped in a cabin?

When I agreed to deliver food every night the week before Christmas to a stranger I wasn’t prepared for a driveway I couldn’t drive on, a run-down shack, or a pair of gold eyes that watched my every move.

I really wasn’t ready to be trapped at said shack on Christmas Eve in the middle of a snow storm, rescue a hurt raccoon, or be carried off by a half dressed mad man.

Click here for your copy!

Sierra is only available as a thank you for signing up for my general newsletter.

*Don’t worry if you’re already signed up you can still follow the prompts and

get your copy without getting a double email from me in the future.