Lily is a snow witch with powerful magic and a quick temper. Not the best combination. But she keeps to herself, and the few people she lets get close know she has a good heart, and that’s enough for her. She doesn’t need any drama in her life.​​​​​​​

Too bad she got me as an author.

Her next-door neighbor, Pipaluk, is a mad scientist. A good one. His wife, Emma, makes sure of that. She’s basically a saint, putting up with his random explosions while raising their two children and mothering Lily every chance she gets. But Santa’s elves are known for their quick wit and adaptability, after all, and she’s no different.

Then there’s Lily’s meddling family. They’re in the North Pole, and she’s not, and that’s how she likes it. Unfortunately, her cousin Crystal still calls to pester her, and her aunt Gemma still meddles in her life. They may or may not trigger Lily’s blizzard-inducing rage from time to time, resulting in out-of-season snowstorms, snowbound towns, and confused meteorologists worldwide.

Good thing Lily has a fairy godmother. Wendy is always around to clean up Lily’s messes without her goddaughter ever knowing. It’s a full-time job, especially since giving Lily what she needs instead of what she wants is even harder than erasing the snow witch’s existence from her human neighbors’ minds every time it snows.

NASA can’t figure out the strange weather phenomena. Boris needs an enchantress for his newest book. Santa needs Boris’ new book pronto before Mrs. Claus throws a fit.

Yeah, Lily definitely got the wrong author if she wants a drama-free life