An Oregon innkeeper marries Santa Claus and probes killings at the North Pole.
After a whirlwind three-month courtship, April Claus finds herself in the frozen expanses with her husband, Nick, who recently replaced his older brother as the world’s one-and-only Santa after Chris died in a hunting accident. Since Santaland is a monarchy, Nick will serve as Santa only until Chris’ son Christopher turns 18; then Nick and April will be free to retire to Cloudberry Bay and run her hotel, the Coast Inn, full-time. In the meantime, they must live in Santaland’s castle with Nick's older sister, Lucia; his younger brother, Martin; Chris’ widow, Tiffany; and Pamela, the dowager Mrs. Claus, during the six-month run-up to Christmas before returning to the Coast Inn for April’s busy tourist season. While in Santaland, the Claus family is attended by a host of scurrying elves and talking reindeer whose job is to meet their every need. Irascible elf Giblet Hollyberry is killed early on, leaving April a mystery to solve. Aside from chronicling her heroine’s quest for Giblet’s killer, Ireland spends most of her time describing April’s myriad duties as Mrs. Claus, from presiding over the annual Reindeer Bell Choir concert to helping Pamela create a croquembouche replica of the castle. What she ignores, though, is exactly what would pique most readers’ curiosity most. How did April and Nick fall in love? How did he persuade her he was really Santa? Ireland doesn’t even give many physical details. Nick has a beard, but is he tall, dark, handsome? Does he shake when he laughs like a bowl full of jelly?
Readers who want to know what it’s like to get frisky with Santa will have to wait for the sequel.