Tanya Snow has been searching for the right elf for…well, forever. But he's not in the North Pole. Believe me, she's dated all the eligible elves there are, even those in farther settlements, but none of them has caused her snow-laden heart to thaw. She's the flurry queen, and without a king to settle by her side, I'm afraid the winters will get more brutal and unpredictable. Even Santa has noticed, and when he calls on me to talk my best friend off the ledge, I can't say no. Especially not to my father. But playing matchmaker in the big city isn't one of my main skills, I'm not sure I can find Mr. Right, or even Mr. Right Now, to sway her frosty disposition. Besides, New York City isn't ready for a force like Tanya Snow.
