White Christmas Dreams
(2026)(The fourth book in the Endless Sky Cowboys series)
A novel by Atreus Rosewood
One house. One bed. One man who has been off-limits since the day I was born.
Everest Thorne was always a titan in my world—my father’s business partner, his oldest friend, and the rugged, silver-tongued cowboy who taught me how to ride my first horse. He’s twenty years my senior, draped in heavy flannel and the scent of cedar, and for years, I’ve buried my "unspeakable" cravings under the Montana snow.
When a record-breaking blizzard hammers the ranch just days before Christmas, my father is stranded in the city, leaving me alone in the main house with Everest.
It was supposed to be a quiet holiday. But as the power fails and the temperatures plunge, survival requires more than just a fire in the hearth. It requires shared warmth. It requires honesty. And as the whiskey flows and the lines of "family friend" begin to blur, Everest’s protective gaze turns into something much hungrier.
He knows it’s a betrayal. I know it’s a sin. But in the silence of a white Christmas, the only thing louder than the wind is the sound of his name on my lips.
This holiday, Santa isn't the only one coming down my chimney. And some gifts are meant to be unwrapped in the dark.
Genre: Gay Romance
Everest Thorne was always a titan in my world—my father’s business partner, his oldest friend, and the rugged, silver-tongued cowboy who taught me how to ride my first horse. He’s twenty years my senior, draped in heavy flannel and the scent of cedar, and for years, I’ve buried my "unspeakable" cravings under the Montana snow.
When a record-breaking blizzard hammers the ranch just days before Christmas, my father is stranded in the city, leaving me alone in the main house with Everest.
It was supposed to be a quiet holiday. But as the power fails and the temperatures plunge, survival requires more than just a fire in the hearth. It requires shared warmth. It requires honesty. And as the whiskey flows and the lines of "family friend" begin to blur, Everest’s protective gaze turns into something much hungrier.
He knows it’s a betrayal. I know it’s a sin. But in the silence of a white Christmas, the only thing louder than the wind is the sound of his name on my lips.
This holiday, Santa isn't the only one coming down my chimney. And some gifts are meant to be unwrapped in the dark.
Genre: Gay Romance