Saturday, 16 December 2017

Halfling






Bennett lives a most unglamorous life in the beautiful state of Utah. She is the author of several YA books in many subgenres. She’s the mom of two daughters, two sons, two daughters-in-law, a son-in-law, four grandbabies, and a dog. She loves gooey cookies, dark chocolate, and cheesy popcorn. She hates housework and cooking, and has no plans to become a domestic goddess. Her favorite pastime—other than writing—is riding her Harley.





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"Banished from the South Pole, Kara tries to carve out a new life among the elves of the North. It’s not easy with a secret to protect—a secret she's cursed with by the unusual circumstances of her heritage: half-elf, half-fairy. In the North, she’s assigned to work with Seb on a special project. He's the most gorgeous elf she’s ever seen—and the orneriest.

As if being banished wasn’t punishment enough.

Seb introduces her to Trystin, a fairy from the nearby fairy forest. Trystin discerns her secret right away and promises to teach her how to use the powers given to her by the very thing she’s fighting to keep hidden."







Snippet: 

1.     When she was assured no one was near, Kara slipped her jacket off. With a relieved sigh, she unfurled her wings and spread them wide. The relief was immediate. Her gossamer wings might look thin, fragile and delicate, insubstantial, but they were as strong as any fairy’s—and not meant to be constantly rolled against her back.

She shook them out, shivering at the delight that came with the sensation of freedom she always felt when she was able to open them. With a grin, she leapt from the drop off, soaring into the icy wind that rushed across her face and through her long, amethyst hair, the same color as her eyes. As she rushed the ground, she spread her wings—the same unusual shade as her hair—even further, catching the wind and leveling out just above the tree tops. She fluttered them, pure feeling racing throughout her entire body with the motion. Flying like this was as close to bliss as Kara could imagine ever being.



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Friday, 15 December 2017

Snowdrift





"Debra ""DJ"" Erfert, a winner of a 2017 Kindle Scout campaign, has authored five published novels, three novellas, and one Kindle World’s novella, and several short stories. She writes what her alter-ego dictates. Maybe it’s her super-ego. In her Window of Time series, Lucy is fearless and strong and has a secret power—all qualities Debra envies. In real life, spiders terrify her, which is why they appear on a regular basis in her books. “Confront your fears, and have your characters squish them!” 

Debra uses the pen name DJ Erfert for her paranormal suspense/thriller books, and Debra Erfert for her romantic suspense/mystery books. She is an award-winning fine artist who lives in a southwest desert city in Arizona with her husband, Mike, a retired police lieutenant, where the average summer temperatures are well above 100 degrees—truly hot enough to fry an egg on the sidewalk. After raising two Eagle Scouts, she now spends her time writing and shooing her polydactyl cats away from her keyboard."

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Artist Abigail Carson crashes off the deserted highway during a Wyoming blizzard while driving to reach her dying mother. Carbon County Sheriff Jackson Reynolds rescues her, leaving her Jeep in the snowdrift as the storm becomes a whiteout. They’re trapped at his ranch for the week leading up to Christmas, along with his two young daughters, a protective mother-in-law, and a bitter memory of his dead wife. 

Tensions rise as Abby’s attraction grows for the tough sheriff. She must crack through his emotional wall before the storm breaks or lose her only chance for real love. But if the storm doesn't stop soon enough, Abby may lose her opportunity to ask her mother's forgiveness for running away almost ten years before.

Snowdrift is a story about love, faith, and forgiveness."


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Snippet: 

“Where is the road, Daddy?”

Abby pulled the blanket up higher around Kathy’s shoulders. She had her sitting on her lap and they sat next to Jack in the front seat of the sleigh.

“I watch for landmarks, sweetheart.” Jack pointed with his left hand, still with the reins intertwined in his fingers. “See those trees lined up in a row?”

“Uh-huh.” Kathy nodded her knit cap-covered head.

“Do you remember those are apple trees and they grow just off the side of the road?”

“Yes,” Beth said from the seat behind them. “I remember, Daddy! We stop there, and you pick apples without Mrs. Nesbit knowing about it.”

Abby grinned over at Jack and waited for him to deny his thievery
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“Mrs. Albenia Nesbit will be eighty-five-years old this coming New Year’s Day.” Jack glanced at Abby. “Beanie’s been widowed for six years now. For the first two of those years she let her apples rot in the orchard.”

“But why?” Abby quickly asked.

Jack continued. “I found out later, when I did a welfare check on her, that she didn’t have the money to hire any hands to pick her fruit, and she wasn’t physically able to do any of the picking herself.”

“Why didn’t she ask her neighbors for help?” Grace asked.

“Good question,” Abby said, holding Kathy closer.

“I asked her that, since I was her closest neighbor. I watched her face blossom pink, but she said that she couldn’t ask. She didn’t think she deserved any help, since she never helped anyone else.”

“Oh,” Abby said softly. “And this justifies you stealing her apples?”

Jack grinned. “Let me finish, please.” He snapped the reins once. “Get up there!” He captured Abby’s glare. “Southern Wyoming isn’t conducive to growing apples in the first place, but her orchard took hold and she gets a fairly good yield. To this day, Beanie doesn’t know who harvests her small orchard every year, leaving over a hundred bushels of the most beautiful apples in her front yard, and also for the tax deduction she gets for the additional hundred bushels she donates to the Rawlins homeless mission.”

Abby couldn’t keep the tears from blurring her vision. Listening to Jack’s story was more romantic than watching a chick-flick. “You?”

“Not just me, but three other ranchers in the area meet together for a week while our wives keep her busy and away from her windows.” Jack laughed. “She still has no idea who her fairy god-harvesters are.”

“You’re a good man, Jack Reynolds,” Abby said quietly.

“And probably quite selfish.”

“Huh?”

“Beanie had all those apples at once, so she began to cook. If you’ve notice in our pantry, we have shelves of home canned apple butter.”

“Yes.”

“Beanie supplies the whole area with her homemade apple butter, but she also makes the most delicious pies, which she calls upon me to help her deliver to her neighbors.” Jack nodded. “In these past four years she’s done more community service than in all the years before her husband passed away, including getting involved with the mission serving dinners at holidays.”

Abby breathed heavily, watching her breath escape in a burst of mist from between her lips. Laying her cheek gently against Kathy’s head, she gazed at the landscape passing by, thinking about the love it took to do secret good works for a neighbor without expecting anything in return. The canned apple butter was incidental. Abby had a feeling he’d do it without the promise of anything in return. After all that was how it had started.




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Thursday, 14 December 2017

Lo, How a Rose: The Nativity Story






JR Simmons lives in Northern Utah with his wife and 4 boys. He loves spending time with his family and coaching his kids in all of their different sports. He is an avid gamer and is very excited that his boys are picking up on his hobby. 

JR was recently introduced to triathlons and has since found that he loves the sport. Most nights he can be found either sitting down with a good game or hunched over his laptop writing.




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An ancient prophet, witness to unspeakable sorrow, is called to deliver a message of hope.

A barren couple learns they will have a child in their old age, a child who will prepare the way for the coming Lord.

A virgin conceives a miracle.

As Zacharias goes about his duties in the temple, a visit from an angel brings unexpected but welcome news. The same angel appears to newly betrothed Mary, and his words will change more than her life. His message will change the world. From Hebron to Bethlehem to Nazareth, travel with the mother of the Savior of the world and the people she knew. Become part of the miracle and see the world where Jesus Christ was born. We all know how the story ends, but in Lo, How a Rose, see how it all began."



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  • The Audio Books are read by two brilliant Narrators; Mark Deakins (reader of the Maze Runner series) and Emily Rankin (reader of Before We Were Yours)

The Audiobooks are well worth listening to!


  • Also the e-copy is on sale this christmas season for $1.99 so pick up your copy today!



Snippet: 

“Joseph,” she said, not breaking eye contact, “I'm pregnant.”
Joseph’s jaw dropped as he gaped at the woman that would have been his wife. As his heart stopped in his chest, he hoped he had heard her wrong. How could she be pregnant? We are betrothed. We are set to be married!
“B-but—” Joseph sputtered.
Mary stood straighter, her countenance stronger somehow. Her words clear and direct.
“The night after our betrothal, I was preparing myself for bed when I saw a brilliant, white light in the middle of my room. In the midst of that light, I heard a voice call me by my name. An angel appeared to me, Joseph. He told me that I was to be the mother of the Son of God.”
Standing in the street, Joseph listened with growing skepticism. “But we aren’t married yet …” Joseph argued, hoping that this might be some kind of horrible joke.
“My child is the Son of God, Joseph.” Mary’s quiet words, pierced his ears and heart at the same time.
Joseph broke eye contact and glared at the ground. His brain tried to process her words and a logical explanation worked its way to the surface. You’ve been gone for three months in the hill country of Hebron. Of course the young men there would have been fascinated with your beauty. Mary, I thought you were stronger than that.
Sick in his heart at the idea of Mary’s betrayal, Joseph shifted his eyes back to her perfect face. He could see the shimmer of tears under her long dark lashes, and even through his own heartache, he wanted to reach out and brush them away before they could spill down her cheeks.
Why would you try to hide behind a ridiculous story? Can you not see how impossible it sounds? Was this the cause for the long delay in Hebron? Why couldn’t you have simply told me the truth?
Then, for the first time, Joseph thought about the consequence of Mary’s infidelity.
It was within his rights as her future husband to put her to death for this betrayal. If he so chose, he could have her stoned. Was she making up this crazy story in an effort to save her own life? He hoped that she knew him better than that.
While the idea that she had been unfaithful to him hurt Joseph deeply, he did not want to see her punished. As his hopes and dreams for a quiet future with the young girl shattered, he found himself reluctant to cause her any more pain than absolutely necessary.
“Please, Joseph,” she pleaded brokenheartedly. “Please believe me.”
Joseph shook his head, corralling his rising anger. “I’m sorry, Mary, but I can’t.”
Firming his resolve, he met her eyes once more. Though the expression of anguish on her face pierced straight into his heart, he gritted his teeth.
“I would never hurt you, Mary. Even now, knowing you have done this to me, I would never want to see you in pain.”
“Joseph, you—”
Not sure how much longer he could hold onto his resolve, Joseph held a hand up to silence her. “I need time to think. I will come to your house soon, and we will discuss the betrothal annulment. Though I cannot stop the gossip from spreading as your time approaches, I will not fan the flames by publicly condemning you. Now go. Notify Jacob that he may expect me on the day following the Sabbath. Prepare yourself and your family for what is to come as best as you are able. I have business that I must attend to.”


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Wednesday, 13 December 2017

My Own St Nicholas





"Sarah-with-an-H Richardson is an introverted people person who likes to make people laugh. She is the youngest daughter in a large family and loves being an aunt to 50 children.
  
She grew up running, exploring, and adventuring in the wild forests of Missouri, that will always hold a special place in her heart.

Sarah-with-an-H is a multi-faceted human being, who has as much dark side as she has light (pun intended), and is nerdy, ridiculous, but a sincere, real human. One of her favorite quotes is: ""To be human is to be beautifully flawed"".


She is married, and she and her husband live in the country in North-West Missouri with three fur babies."


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A handsome but perplexing stranger. A charming and attractive gentleman. Vyetta Redd must learn to navigate the unknown terrain of love and heartbreak before finding her fantasy of happily ever after.






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I danced for two songs straight before I needed to get some air. I moved to the courtyard just outside the ballroom and watched my breath leave my panting throat in white puffs. I breathed deeply through my nose as I surveyed the lighted garden path, almost tempted to sally forth.
     “Are you warm enough?”
     The deep, almost cynical voice startled me. I turned to find a handsome gentleman sitting on the bench by the wall to my right. I wondered how I missed him when I came out.
     “I am perfect, thank you,” I replied.
     He smiled at me as if he doubted my sincerity. I curved my brow at him in defiance and question.
     “Perhaps you would honor me with a dance?” He stood and proffered his arm. “Or does perfection dare to stoop so low?”
     I had no idea what this man was talking about but I heard the conductor announce my favorite song, so I laid my arm on his and turned toward the ballroom. He seemed almost surprised that I had accepted and hastened to keep up with me.



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Tuesday, 12 December 2017

The Unknown Elf






Karlie Lucas is a preschool teacher by day and a writer/artist by night.

A graduate of Southern Utah University, Karlie received a B.A. in Creative Writing, with a minor in art. She is a member of Sigma Tau Delta, The International English Honor Society, as well as ANWA, the American Night Writers Association.

Karlie is interested in all things magical and mysterious, especially elves and dragons. She is an avid fan of J.R.R. Tolkien and J.K. Rowling.

When not writing, Karlie can often be found drawing, baking, watching her favorite old school shows, or just spending time with her family.

She currently resides in Dallas, Texas with her husband and a cat named Kally

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Marie never expected to wake up in North Pole City, let alone become Santa’s Emergency Replacement. It was a job she never wanted but couldn’t turn down, thanks to Clarence, Santa’s right hand man. Now, Marie has to work with Clarence, who believes she is some kind of criminal who will cause the destruction of everything he holds dear. 

Trying to prove that he’s wrong, Marie keeps making mistakes that push them even further apart. It doesn’t help that she has a past she’d rather keep hidden. However, trying to keep her past where it should belong isn’t easy. 

Just when Marie starts to feel like things are coming together, a madman with a bone to pick, and Christmas to ruin, threatens the whole of the North Pole Organization. Marie must rely on Clarence and her new friends to help her face her past before Christmas is gone forever. But does she have the courage to truly be herself when it could mean losing everything?




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Snippet: 

"Why don't you just make her your Emergency Replacement instead of Sandra's assistant?" Clarence blurted. His words tumbled out before he could even think about the implications. "You've always wanted to have someone just in case of an emergency." His eyes sparkled with vexation, knowing he was being impertinent but not caring. He was sure Santa would never consider his suggestion with any seriousness.

Santa smoothed his beard. He measured the risks and the information his wizened eyes gave him. He included the intentions of his Head of Operations. He rubbed his chin, looked to one side, and nodded. "That's not a bad idea. It's nice to have someone. Just in case." He strode back to the desk and picked up a quill. "It does sound reasonable. All right, why don't we do just that? It will give her full access to all Leagues and privileges due to someone up that high. She'll pretty much be equal with you, Clarence." He gave his elf a knowing glance, eyes twinkling as he wrote down Marie's name and new position. The elf had played right into his hands, not that it had been all that hard to persuade him. They had both known the position was necessary and had discussed it at great lengths recently.

Clarence stared back, jaw somewhat agape. He'd only said it to vent his frustration, a mere joke; a joke that seemed to have been taken far too seriously. "But Santa! You can't think I was serious!"



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