I want a hippopotamus for Christmas. Only a hippopotamus will do. Even if he’s a shifter.

I’ve always had a weird thing about hippos, ever since I was a kid. I even work in a zoo. So when I wake up to find a hippopotamus in my living room who happens to turn into the hottest guy I’ve ever seen, it feels like Christmas morning.

Finding out that he was just there to drop off a gift isn’t so nice, even if the way he looks at me is downright naughty. Then his inner hippo decides it needs a say, and what it’s saying is that I’m their mate. I don’t know what the werehippopotamus wants, but I know I want him, and not just for Christmas.

A Werehippopotamus for Christmas is a standalone shifter novella with an HEA.