Descending Into Madness (Winterland Tale, #1)

by Stacey Marie Brown

fantasy was my favorite type of book where bad equaled sexy-as-hell men who I wanted more than the nice guy.

“Only the insane are so sure of their sanity.”

I’m stingy and frugal with my trust now. I have learned it is only yourself you can worry about.”

Not true given that he cares about hare penguin dee and dum

“A drug she’s been pumping into their water for years, making them no better than zombies.

Funny how the stories forgot to mention Rudolph getting high as a kite. Maybe that was why he could fly.

LMAO!!!

“Hating me is the only way, Alice, because I can’t allow what I truly want.”

“What is that sound?” Pen lifted his head off Scrooge’s shoulder, tilting his head. Hare’s ears twisted around, frowning. “I don’t hear anything. Probably the voices speaking to you again.” “You don’t hear it?” He tipped his head the opposite way. “Pen, you have the worst hearing out of all of us.” Hare sneered. “You’re almost deaf. I’m the one who can hear a mouse stir from miles away.” “I hear… growling sounds.”

Totally reminds me of Christmas Vaction and the squirrel in the xmas tree

“They appeared here awhile back. But it’s been a long time since I have been…”

Did the movie "create" them in Winterlad?

Ugliness seemed to grow like weeds, strangling out empathy and kindness. If it didn’t affect them, they didn’t care.

“Lie is such a restricting term. I’d rather think of it as being optimistically ahead of the truth.”

No matter how angry he got, it was hard to take a naked Santa dressed in a flowery kimono robe seriously.

Understandably so.