My Wicked Winter War

They've hated each other for years. Now they're sabotaging the same Christmas party.
Wyatt Jones has been counting down to the moment when his perfectly calibrated plans to ruin his boss’ holiday party will bring the slimy fraudster down for good.
There's just one problem: CJ Parrish has the exact same idea. And Wyatt hates CJ Parrish. Like “may her chargers only work at a certain angle for the rest of her life” despises her.
CJ Parrish spent the past seven years plotting her revenge against the man who tried to tank her career, and she’s not about to let arrogant know-it-all Wyatt Jones screw it up with his half-baked schemes.
Because CJ hates Wyatt with a deep, visceral loathing normally reserved for war criminals and people who clip their nails in public.
When Wyatt and CJ’s revenge plots collide the night of the party, the two sworn enemies are forced to put their mutual hostilities on hold to take down the only person on earth they detest more than each other.
But working together means constant communication, wardrobe changes in uncomfortably close quarters, and the dangerous realization that all this animosity might be masking something that's been there since the night they first met.
Something that feels a lot like love.
My Wicked Winter War is spicy enemies-to-lovers Christmas rom-com packed with hissed insults, angry kissing, Rumple Minze cocktails, and two people about to discover that the line between hate and desire is thinner than the ice they’re skating on.