Title: Ice, Snow, & Mistletoe
Author: Jocelynn Drake
Release Date: November 21, 2017
Genre(s): Contemporary/Sports/Violence/Psychological Thriller
Page Count: 2,075 Kindle locations
Reviewed by: Renée
Heat Level: 3.5 flames out of 5
Rating: 3 stars out of 5
John Sullivan is escaping to Denver. Even with a massive snow storm on his heels, he plans to hide away in his cabin in the mountains and ignore Christmas. It’ll be just him and a bottle of whiskey until the new year when he must return to Cincinnati for his best friend’s wedding.
At least, that’s the plan until he runs into Oz at the airport.
Oz … the man who should have been just a fling. The man who was fun and laughs but quickly turned into so much more before he completely kicked John out of his life.
Oz who desperately needs his help…
John is ready to leave Oz stranded at the Denver airport in the coming blizzard, but he finds himself possibly staring down at the reason Oz pushed him away, and John can’t say no.
Second chances don’t come around often, but John is willing to fight for one with Oz.
Last year, Jocelynn Drake wrote one of the best Christmas stories of the season, IMO. This book is like Book 2 of the series, featuring Spenser’s best friend, John.
Drake packed a lot into this novella, and she brought the feelz. No doubt about that. And I’m not the biggest fan of her other stories because of all the death and destruction. I like a little less drama in my books, and I figured I’d be safe with this one.
While it’s written well with feelz galore, this one fell much flatter for me than Spenser and Evan’s story.
John and Oz met years ago and
dated fucked for a few months. Oz is bisexual, but John was his first time with a man. Life drama happened for Oz, and instead of being honest, he pushed John away purposefully.
Fast forward almost six years, and the two run into each other again at the airport.
I love the second chance trope, especially with sexual tension as combustible as these two men have. But Oz continues to be a douche nozzle and purposefully pushes John away – because it’s better this way. Because John doesn’t need Oz in his life with all his chaos.
Ugh. I hate the martyr bullshit. Serious pet peeve of mine. So, despite the writing and the feelz, this author couldn’t quite keep the melodrama out of this book either.
It’s a sweet holiday story, and if you don’t mind the above niggles, give this one a go.