Good Elf Gone Wrong (Wynter Brothers, #1)

by Alina Jacobs

And suddenly, like reindeer on a rooftop, an idea appeared. An awful idea. A wonderful, awful idea, because I was now in my Grinch season.

My villain origin story, complete with a bug-eyed sidekick and all the cheese I could eat.

We are in our villain season.

I am a nervous baker. When I’m anxious or stressed, which recently has been all the freaking time, I bake elaborate desserts.

I failed the marshmallow test. If there is dessert in front of me, I eat all of it now. Even if I’m already full and it will make me sick.”

Granny Murray took a swing at Grandma Astelle, who blocked it with her cane then pulled out her sword.

Now I was ready for my afternoon snack and another nap.