Sleighing Her Elf

Prancer loves big machines, and what gets a person in the mood for Christmas like a snow plow?

Prancer has no problem with her place on the team, but she wants to experience some of the wonderful new vehicles she has been seeing every Christmas Eve.

When she enters the human world, she assigns herself to drive a snow plow. It is everything she wants at a safe distance from any and all human interference. She wants to watch them, not be among them.

It worked out well for her until the night she hit the snowman on the side of the road, and it was occupied.

Merkoss thought he was on his way to intercepting one of the reindeer with a few weeks to go. He leaves the workshop and ends up encased in a snowman, moving through time as well as space. After being struck by the snow plow, he finds himself facing his target, but he only has twenty-four hours to convince her that she should return to the workshop. Time is of the essence.

© 2020 Viola Grace (Hljóðbók): 9781987969849

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Hljóðbók: 11 mars 2020