Merry Random Christmas

Read Merry Random Christmas Storyline:

It all started with a game of Truth
or Dare…
It’s bad enough I got arrested for prostitution on Christmas
Eve. Alleged prostitution, mind you. I didn’t do it. Of
course I didn’t. The cops say I offered up a certain sex act for a
$5 gasoline gift card, but honey?

My sex acts are worth way, way more.
So when I tried to explain what happened to the person who came
and bailed me out of jail, she wasn’t exactly impressed.
Because it was my boyfriend’s mother.
Now, I got two boyfriends, so Murphy’s Law said it had to be the
mother I hate the most. And she hates me right back. Even more now
that I lost her son.
That’s right. Where in the hell are Joe and Trevor? It’s
Christmas Eve, and I keep getting pictures on social media showing
Joe and Trevor all oiled up in g-strings that look like candy canes,
dancing with a bunch of well-coiffed older women.
I, on the other hand, am wearing Santa pants, flip flops, and
smell like jail cell pee.
That game of Truth or Dare turns out to be way more dangerous than
anyone expected.
And our savior? It ain’t the baby Jesus. Not the three wise men.
No little drummer boy. Not even the donkey that carried the Virgin
Mary on its back while she howled for an epidural.
Nope. Can you guess?
That’s right.
Mavis the Chicken.
Can she help us out of this clustercluck?

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Merry Random Christmas is the eighth book in the New York
Times bestselling Random series. Join the gang on Christmas Eve as
Darla is unfairly arrested, Trevor and Joe are forced to become
strippers, and candy canes appear in places where sugar is a bad, bad
idea in this crazy, rollicking romp.