This year, we’ve got a Valentine’s gift for you. No, not a sale or a code, but something much sillier. May I present four covers for (pretend) romance novels featuring our favourite stars, socks! If any style tugs at your heart strings, I’ve given the names links straight to the colour shown.

Love’s Captive

Her love held him, but would their fibers keep them apart?

 Shirley was a gorgeous cotton sock and heiress to a fortune. When she finally meets Michael, the one sock who seems to love her for more than her money, Shirley knows in her deepest heart that he’s too good to be true. When he turns out to be a wool blend she works even harder to bind him with love, hoping he’ll stay and that their different washing techniques won’t keep them apart. But will Shirley go too far and actually felt his cashmere-blended heart?

Knit Together

A baby can test your patience, but can it test your love?

Bea and her baby Dottie give Sabina the family she always wanted. Sabina has never hesitated about jumping into a situation with both feet, but she’s also never jumped into something quite like this. Is sharing the duties of mother too much for the Bea and Sabina’s growing love?

Branded “L” for Love

A sheriff bootsock romance.

Sheriff Gregorio was never easily swayed by a steady life or a pretty sock, until he met April. The flirty knee high was as sweet as could be, but it was her streak of bull-headedness that roped him in. When he finds out that April has been running her family’s ranch by herself, Sheriff Gregorio pitches in and finds that he and his trusty steed might be ready to settle down.

Tides of Desire

They never expected to be swept away . . . by love.

The beach cottage was playboy Greyson’s getaway, a place to escape to. Just like he’d escape to the arms of whoever he could find, leaving both love and cottage when the city called him. This time he chose Franco and, as the sun-warmed days wore on, Greyson began to doubt he could leave his soft embrace—but could Franco fit in with Greyson’s city life?

I am not ashamed to admit I maybe spent a lot of time thinking of the stories for these. I mean, I love socks, why couldn’t they love each other?

Have a lovely Valentine’s day and remember to treat yourself too! Because, if I can paraphrase one of my favourite quotes, “if you can’t love yourself, how are you gonna love someone else?”

Traditionally, the nutcracker turns into a human prince after Marie helps defeat the mouse army. But Marie likes the nutcracker the way he is, so he stays the way he looks, but has a more royal bearing now. They romantically dance in the snow.

The nutcracker and Marie take a nutshell boat pulled by sharks across a sea to the Land of Sweet Socks.

When they reach shore they go to the  Sugarplum Fairy who was keeping an eye on things until Prince Nutcracker returned. They tell the Sugarplum Fairy all about how Marie helped defeat the mouse king.

The Sugarplum Fairy is impressed and puts on a show for Marie and Prince Nutcracker. First, cozy chocolate coloured socks and arm warmers dance with a capital “D.”

Then coffee stripes wrestle a little bit, because they’re kind of wound up on caffeine.

Candy cane-coloured red and white stripes twist about.

Floral socks, sheer and woolly put on a fashion show with some garters.

From under Mother Gigogne’s skirts dance her wee little children.

For the finale, the Sugarplum Fairy dances with her cavalier.

Full of joy, everyone dances together as Marie and the nutcracker watch.

But the dancers begin disappearing  . . .

And even the Nutcracker Prince leaves Marie.

And Marie is all alone.

She wakes up at the foot of the Christmas tree, next to the still broken nutcracker.

With determination, Marie goes back to sleep, back to the Land of Sweet Socks. If it was all a dream, what a sweet, sock dream it was!

The scene opens on the Sockerhaus home, the tree of green DreaM Stockings has been decorated for the holiday in lights and ornaments with stars on top. Marie and her brother Fritz admire the trimmings.

The clock strikes and a mysterious figure appears. It’s Herr Drosselmidcalf!

He’s brought with him a wonderful toy, a fanciful nutcracker shaped like a soldier.

Marie is charmed by the nutcracker.

Fritz, to spite Marie, breaks the nutcracker. Fritz is a jerk.

After everyone else has gone to bed, Marie goes to check on the poor nutcracker still lying under the tree. She falls asleep.

The clock strikes midnight and Marie awakens, to find the tree grown crazy tall and the nutcracker bigger than she!

Suddenly, an army of mice appear, led by a ferocious king mouse.

The mice attack the nutcracker, overwhelming him.

Marie thinks fast and throws a slipper (well, she’s a slipper—so, herself) at the king mouse, knocking him out. The army of mice run away.

But what happens next?  Tune in next week for the socktastic conclusion of The Nutcracker Sock Ballet!