10 Memorable Luc Quotes #scifi #bookquote

Here are ten Luc Quotes. These “pearls of wisdom” come from the man referred to by many in the Tarthian Empire as the Harbinger. An alpha among alphas, the immortal Luc commands attention without being vain or flashy and he gains respect by his true concern for others. Cross him however, and there is no place in the universe to hide. Luc Saint-Cyr has been in all my Tarth books and is one of the heroes in my work in progress. I chose a few from each book. Other characters have stated they decided what to do after asking themselves, “What would Luc do?”

The book is listed in which the Luc quotes are found, then the occasion of the quote.

10 Memorable Luc Quotes #scifi #bookquote

Luc Quotes from At the Mercy of Her Pleasure

To Senth about NarrAy

“Listen to me, my young Deshai. Despite the romantic nonsense you’ve heard about Betters being extraordinary lovers, their kisses can poison you. If her saliva mixes with yours, she can control your mind. The touch of her hands will drive you insane. There are ancient myths about sirens, women who used their voices to lure men and then slay them. Betters aren’t mythical. They’re real. If she subjects you to her passion, you’ll be at the mercy of her pleasure forever.”

To Khyff, who had been falsely imprisoned

“Know the law?” The Harbinger stood, and then laughed, obviously enjoying himself. “Son, I’ve been breaking it for so many years, I know it better than any of those high-paid courtside braggarts. Besides, none of the lawyers I contacted had enough clout. I got you a judge who’ll be fair and impartial.”

To Khyff, who had delivered a coded message for him

“I can see why you were so popular at Stalkos’s place, Khyffen. You know when to shut up, and you don’t talk back.” The Harbinger made a wave of dismissal. “Fact is, my young Senthys is ready to take wing. He’s been scratching at the nest for months. Ever since you came into his life. The way he took on the task of seeing to your freedom…” He shook his head. “Senth has been impressed with you since the day you met. So have I.”

Luc Quotes from For Women Only

10 Memorable Luc Quotes #scifi #bookquote

To Khyff upon his refusing to accept a job

Saint-Cyr remained silent. With his all-black eyes, there was no telling where he looked. Finally, he nodded. “It won’t be easy finding another detail-oriented, by-the-book, stringent, weaned-on-pickle-juice hard-ass like you. But I’ll try.”

To Khyff about Senth

Saint-Cyr tossed himself back against the cushions of the car seat. “Do you suppose the woman who ordered him killed at birth knew she was his grandmother?”

To Khyff about two cops who refused to protect Luc’s son, Senth

“They’re ready for you.” Saint-Cyr motioned to him. While they walked, he explained the charges. “They’re holding her on two counts of murder by pheromones, violation of Better Laws, treason, harboring a criminal, and reckless endangerment of public officials. She was protecting Senth. She had to threaten to kill both cops that showed up before they’d call an ambulance for Senth, because he was a HalfKin.” He threw up his hands. “The fact that he’s my son should’ve sent them running for help.” His piercing black eyes narrowed. “They were both killed an hour ago. Line of duty, so they say.”

Luc Quotes from Wulf, Tales of the Chosen

To Wulf about an enemy Wulf tried to frighten off by being seen with Luc

“Four reasons.” He laid a hand next to the shot glass. “First, the concept of scaring off one bad guy with a bigger one rarely works. That brings us to the second, which assumes your agent will fear me. He may not. Although, unless he’s a fool, he should. Third, you didn’t simply ask for my help. Fourth, you assumed I would agree to being used.”

Luc Quotes from Alitus, Tales of the Chosen

To Empress Rheyn Destoiya about Wulf and Alitus sneaking off together

“The security tail I put on Wulf said he gave them the slip at an art gallery. He was seen walking through the place with a Better less than an hour ago. A Better who was accompanied by armed Praetorian. Unless you have Praetorian guarding anyone other than Alitus, that was him. Right now, neither of them is in sight and my goons can’t find him. What am I paying them for if they can’t keep him in sight for five minutes?”

Luc Quotes from Jawk, Tales of the Chosen

To Jawk upon his arrival at Luc’s home

“I’m pleased to finally meet you, Jawk.” The man’s voice had a deep timbre befitting his size. Tall as a Kin, taller than Jawk. Broad shoulders filled out his tux. Wulf had been elegance; Luc was power.

To Jawk who argues that Luc’s ship can’t possibly work

“Do you know what the word shibboleth means? It’s an ancient word to describe the way a culture speaks. ‘Physics laws are immutable’ is a NETway shibboleth. They are only immutable to those who lack the technology to change them.”

Want to know more about Luc, or about these books? You can read sample chapters from each one at the links below. Each opens to a page on this website.

At the Mercy of Her Pleasure
For Women Only
Wulf, Tales of the Chosen
Alitus, Tales of the Chosen
Jawk, Tales of the Chosen

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Time and Judgment (for Authors) #MFRWauthor #amwriting

Time and Judgment (for Authors) #MFRWauthor #amwriting @kayelleallenA writer friend told me she needed more of two things: time and judgment. Then she said her life had more ups and downs than a merry-go-round. Who can’t relate to that? Doesn’t it fit the universe itself? Time and judgment go in cycles. Feast or famine, they say. Too much time, not enough time. Careful consideration, jumping to conclusions. No, getting the right balance of time and judgment is not easy.

Time and Judgment

A young woman once asked, “How do you gain good judgment?” Her mentor replied, “Through experience.” The woman considered that a moment and asked, “How do you get experience?” The mentor smiled. “Poor judgment.”

I’m as guilty of having that as the next person, but I try to put my poor judgment to work. Sometimes, experience only helps us recognize the same mistake when we make it again. How we handle it is up to us. My plan is to live, learn, make mistakes, get back up, dust off my hands, and keep going.

Poor judgment can be a bitter lesson, but it doesn’t have to stop us. If we get back up one more time than we fall, we will succeed. It’s as simple — and difficult — as that.

Let me share one of my mistakes in judgment with you, and then you share one of yours. Maybe we’ll learn from each other. Life is too short to make all the mistakes out there. That’s why we have friends and family who advise us how to avoid them and to be good examples. Sometimes, of what should not be done! Remember, the key is balance in time and judgment — not perfection.

When I was in my twenties, I knew I wanted to write. It was something I’d always dreamed of doing. I had my first child at twenty-five, and had little free time to spend on myself. Two more children followed within the next few years. I decided I’d start writing when the kids started school. But then I went back to work. Time was even more precious.

When I had my fiftieth birthday, I was no closer to being published than I had been at twenty-five. I realized my biggest problem was that I was waiting to find time. I stopped doing that, and started making time. I found an organization site online (Get Organized Now) that helped me figure out how to be more efficient. I scheduled television and limited it to a few hours per week. You know what made me realize TV watching had to be limited? There are rarely scenes of people watching TV on TV, because instead, they’re living their lives. I was watching them live it. I needed to go live my own. I planned meals with my local grocery store’s shopping list program and shopped more quickly with lists. I shopped on Amazon using their Prime program instead of in stores for some of the things I needed. It was amazing how much time those simple things freed up for me. I didn’t give up shopping locally — that builds our community. But I do shop online when it’s needed.

Time and Judgment (for Authors) #MFRWauthor #amwriting @kayelleallenI wrote daily, at least fifteen minutes a day without excuse. I read books on writing. I read the kind of books I wanted to write. I subscribed to a few writer newsletters. One, by Daphne Gray-Grant, I still read every week. It offer tips on writing faster and better. I joined a critique group online. I networked. Within four months, I had a contract for my first book.

One of the best things I ever did was create a group called Marketing for Romance Writers. I wanted a place where authors could ask each other for advice on any topic and get an answer. I didn’t want it to be a promo site where everyone shouted, “buy my book!” so I set it up right away as a business-only site. It has flourished over the years. It’s still one of the most efficient sites out there. Peer-mentoring is a great way to learn.

My poor judgment was waiting for time. I had to learn to make it.

What’s your “poor judgment” / “big mistake” and how did you overcome it? I’d love to hear how learning better time and judgment made a difference for you. Please share it in the comments.

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It’s a party and you’re invited #scifi #romance

It's a party and you're invited #scifi #romance @kayelleallen

It’s a party and you’re invited! The Romance Studio is kicking off 2017 with a fun party for everyone. Lots of prizes, giveaways, authors to meet, books to read, and even a sign-up for a major gift certificate. The event starts Friday the 13th (eek!) and goes till the end of the 16th.

You have plenty of time to go visit, sign up, and meet some new authors.

Featured writers include Adriana Kraft, Karen Kay, Liese Sherwood-Fabre, Rachel Brimble, and me. Other authors participating are A Catherine Noon, Anna Durand, Anne Kane, Annette Bower, Ariel Storm, Janice Seagraves, Kathryn Lively, Kimberly Dean, Kris Bock, Paris Brandon, Sharita Lira, Tina Donahue, Tory Richards, and Vanessa Liebe.

Each of us is celebrating a specific book. Mine is At the Mercy of Her Pleasure.

This military science fiction romance in a dystopian world has a heat level of sweet, but don’t let that fool you. This is a book with adult themes.
Hired to steal back a prototype taken by the imperial armada, Senth Antonello retrieves it, but his brother is kidnapped to force Senth to surrender the device.
Now he has to rescue his brother, outsmart the armada, and keep the item out of imperial hands. All doable, except for one small problem. He must do it in the company of NarrAy Jorlan, a genetically altered woman whose pheromones could enhance the mission or crumble it into dust with a single siren kiss.
He’s a thief. She’s a soldier. Do opposites attract? Oh, mercy!
At the Mercy of Her Pleasure is free on Kindle Unlimited
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The sequel for this book is For Women Only

Join us by clicking the Romance Studio banner above or here: http://trsparties.com

It’s a Party and you’re invited! Come on down!

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Over 100 #Scifi Books #99cents each (Jan 7-8)

Over 100 #Scifi Books #99cents each (Jan 7-8) @kayelleallen

Welcome to a special weekend sale!
Over 100 #scifi books are only 99 cents each.
My featured book is Bringer of Chaos: the Origin of Pietas.

Over 100 #scifi Books on sale

More than 100 authors (over 100 #scifi books) are promoting their books Saturday and Sunday (January 7-8, 2017) for 99 cents each. Visit this site and across the bottom of the image (shown above) you’ll see icons for the various booksellers (Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Kobo, etc.). Click the one you prefer and the entire list of books is right there, at your fingertips. The list includes Bringer of Chaos: the Origin of Pietas.

You can read the opening of the book below.

Pietas is an Ultra, an all-but-immortal warrior who leads the fight against the oppressive human race that created his people. But when he’s captured and exiled to an alien world, his only ally is Six, a human who’s been as betrayed as he was. To cross the continent and find other Ultras, Pietas must overcome his distrust of humans, and rely on Six. This mortal will either become his closest living friend or the human whose betrayal triggers all-out vengeance by the most powerful immortal ever born.

A foreword from Pietas

You are unworthy, human.

This book you hold is being presented as fiction, but it did happen. It is as real as the air you breathe. While this is not a first-person story, it follows my point of view.

I would never have allowed a human to know these things, but a friend persuaded me there can be no vengeance unless those in the wrong know what they did. When one has wronged another, one must face the consequences.

Having been persuaded to tell the story, I now allow it to be placed into your hands. I want you to know the truth. Why? Because other Ultras have hidden the truth. Buried it beneath fables and false retellings, as if you were a child unable to bear harsh reality. Unwilling to face the consequences of what your kind has done.

Above all, because I will not lie to you.

When I come for you, I want the satisfaction of seeing your regret for what your ancestors did to my kind. I want to see your fear, and taste your terror.

This is no horror story. It’s merely science fiction. Tell yourself it is only fable, if that will help you sleep. By all means, human, do sleep.

Read this, if you dare to know the truth.

~ Pietas

Prologue

In the twenty-seventh century on Earth, genslaves were supreme among all humanity’s genetic creations. They fulfilled man’s every desire. They recuperated from disease and injury so fast they were all but immortal. Their strength far exceeded man’s. Specific, ingrained abilities limited upward and lateral movement among the servant classes, keeping genslaves in jobs with no chance of advancement.

Bred to require little rest, labor-genslaves performed menial and repetitive tasks, with enough intelligence to work, but not enough to aspire beyond their station. Warriors possessed unmeasured strength and massive size. They fought humanity’s wars, died so man didn’t have to suffer, and were reborn to fight again. The physically weaker classes had more intelligence. Healer-genslaves obtained vast amounts of skill in medicine and designed cures for disease. Artists created beauty. Nurturers and teachers cared for humanity’s children. Scientist-genslaves designed additional genslaves, to make man’s life even more pleasant. All classes were created with genetic shackles of obedience, making them content to remain subservient.

While humanity relaxed, secure in a position of power, genslave-scientists created a new order of beings with free will. It will be argued through the ages whether the creation arose from faulty programming, or a desire for freedom, but the new creatures were not hampered by genetic restraints.

They took the name Ultra, and did as they pleased. Ultras were brains and brawn. No matter how difficult the problem, Ultras solved it. No matter how horrific or grisly their wounds, Ultras survived. Disease did not touch them. Starvation did not stop them. Even death did not hold them long.

The creation of Ultras changed everything.

When Ultras demanded freedom, humans claimed them soulless, inferior, unworthy, and undeserving of equality. Humans tried to silence them, and when that failed, punished them. The Ultras seized their liberty by force. Emboldened by the Ultras’ success, other genslaves rebelled, and began calling themselves Ultras as well. The First Cycle of Wars devastated half the galaxy. In the Terran Crescent and the Colonies of Man, power tilted toward Ultras. They ruled the starways. Ultras tightened restrictions and limited trade, allowing mankind meager freedoms, and no more mercy than man had shown them. Humans served, subservient to their forBringer of Chaos: the Origin of Pietas #scifi @kayelleallenmer slaves.

Not all genslaves wanted war. Some concealed their genetic differences and abilities, and lived among humans–as human. The rumor that genslaves hid among them spawned the Human Pure movement. Purges wiped out non-human traits and enhanced sensory perceptions. Humanity weakened itself by outlawing genetic healing or correction. They identified anything and anyone considered unnatural. Anyone different hid it or faced death by fire, from which Ultras could not revive. For the human underground, the weapon of choice became a flamethrower.

Meanwhile, among Ultras, leadership arose that considered humans redeemable. These leaders sought to allow humans more freedom, and give them a voice in their own government. They hoped a kinder relationship would bring an end to galaxy-wide conflict. They hoped peace would halt senseless death and destruction, foster growth, and increase trade. In 4536 AD, after centuries of war, Ultras and humans met to discuss a truce.

But that is according to legend. Here, you will discover the truth.

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Immortal. Warrior. Outcasts. Traitors took everything. Except their honor.
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Finding family (from Bro, a free read) #books #freebook

Imagine finding family you never knew existed. At the Mercy of Her Pleasure, about Senth and NarrAy, is the first book in the Antonello Brothers series. The second story, For Women Only, features Khyff and Mehfawni. Both stories include diverse characters, aliens, and immortals. Bro, the Story Behind the Antonello Brothers, is the book where Senth and Khyff each find out the other exists. This snippet is from the first part of Bro. These books have adult themes, but no graphic or explicit content.
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Finding family (from Bro, a free read) #books #freebookKhyff Antonello headed for his freedom. He’d satisfied his last client, and was unscheduled the rest of the day. Or at least the next six hours. As usual, Khyff’s master hadn’t allowed him to eat until he’d met his quota. First up: shower, clean clothes, food. Not necessarily in that order. He kept a few stale crackers hidden in his room for emergencies.

“So you’re an Antonello.”

The way the client said it drew Khyff’s attention. This particular client was one of the less odious. He didn’t grab or cling, he was clean (thank you!), and he tipped well. Still, the guy was paying for sex. Khyff had no choice. Being a pleasure slave meant you serviced the clients sent to you, or you suffered for it. In Khyff’s case, refusing meant risking prison.

He would never go back there, no matter what they made him do here.

Khyff clenched his teeth and pasted on a smile. “Pardon?”

“Your last name.” The guy continued getting dressed, seemingly in no hurry. “It’s Antonello, right?”

“Why?”

“I never noticed before. It’s right here on my receipt.” He picked up his mobile and turned the screen toward Khyff. “I mean I’ve been here what… five times now?” He poked at the screen. “Whoa! Seven. Huh. I should have a free visit after three more.”

Khyff choked back a retort. His master was giving away free visits with him? It would take hundreds of client visits to earn enough in his Freedom Savings Account so Khyff could buy himself. If his master was giving him away, it would take forever.

Khyff jerked open the door.

“You don’t look like the other one.”

One step into the hall, Khyff’s heart stuttered. He made a slow pivot. “What?”

“The other Antonello. You look different.”

The world went silent. Finding family. How long had he ached to do that?  Khyff came back inside. He shut the door, and leaned back against it. “So I’m sure I heard right. You know another Antonello.”

“Yeah. I saw the name, and figured you had to be related. Antonello’s not common. Not on Kelthia. I’m guessing you don’t have much family here.”

Good guess. More than three quarters of the world’s population was black-skinned. Khyff had blond hair, blue eyes, aFinding family (from Bro, a free read) #books #freebooknd fair skin.

Could this be a link to his mother? Did the client know her? Khyff fought the hope that rose within him. It had been how many years? No, he would not allow himself to hope. When you hoped, people could hurt you more.

“Is it a woman?” Khyff gestured toward the client. “This other Antonello.”

“Guy. Younger than you. Maybe your age. Has a baby face. Hard to tell. But he’s got curly hair. Dark.” The guy pulled at his own graying hair, and then snapped his fingers. “No, never mind. He wouldn’t be related to you. I just remembered. He’s a HalfKin.”

Half-human, half-feline humanoid Kin.

All the air left the room. Khyff fought to drag in a breath. “What’s his name?”

“Seth, I think. No, Senth. Yeah, that’s it. Senth Antonello.”

The light grayed around the edges.

The guy took a step forward, concern on his face. “Hey, Khyff, you okay? You look a little pale.”

Hearing the name Senth Antonello catapulted Khyff back into the past. To the point in his life when his world had unraveled, torn itself apart, and dumped him into hell. He hit the floor with a smack that stung his hands and knees, and he crumpled.

“Here, let me help you.” The guy hustled across the room.

Khyff curled into a ball. His stomach roiled, and he clamped his jaws down tight, forcing back nausea with sheer force of will.

“Man, Khyff. I take it you know the guy. Stay right there. I’m going to get you some water.” The client crossed the room to the small sink. A sound of splashing followed, and he returned with a glass. “Let me help you sit up a little. Lean on me. Here you go. Sip this.”

Khyff was shaking so badly he could not fight off the man’s touch. He let no one touch him. Not if he could prevent it. He could not bring the glass to his lips.

“Easy. Let me help you.” The client held the glass for him. “There. Just a sip. Okay. One more. There. That’s better.” He squinted, peering into Khyff’s eyes. “Geez, I’m sorry. I had no idea. Who is this guy? Are you related?”

Khyff took another deep breath. He met the client’s gaze. “He’s– I think he’s my brother. Half-brother.”

“You sure? You don’t look anything alike.”

“How many HalfKin can there be with a name like Senth Antonello?” Khyff pushed himself back, away from the man. “Look, keep this to yourself, okay? I don’t want my master knowing I have family. He’d use it against me somehow.”

“Sure thing.”

If there was one thing Khyff hated, it was being touched, even when the other person was gentle. But he owed this guy. Seven times he’d been here, and Khyff had no idea what his name was. Had never asked; just did the job. Amazing he even came back. And now he’d been kind. Had to give him that. And if the guy helped in finding family for him…

Khyff smiled. “Thank you. Thank you for telling me.”

“No problem.” The guy smiled back.

“Look, do you know him? My brother?”

“Yeah. He’s a thief.” The guy grinned. “I work at the Thieves’ Guild, and he’s a member. Kinda famous, actually. Everybody knows him. Belongs to the Man.”

“What man?”

“The Man. You know. The Harbinger.”

“Never heard of him.”

“Yeah, you’re new here. How long you been on Kelthia? No, don’t worry about it. You’ll learn. Everybody knows the Man.”

Khyff gave the guy another smile. “Think you could set up a meet? I’d like to make sure it’s him. I could–” Khyff took a deep breath, controlled his stomach by swallowing, hard. Made himself say the words. “I’d make it worth your while.”

Finding family (from Bro, a free read) #books #freebook“Consider it done.”

Senth had been killed at birth. Senth was the reason his mother had been missing for over a decade, and why Khyff was a slave.

So why was his brother alive?

If he wasn’t, if this was some imposter, Khyff wanted to know why. And if Senth was alive, when Khyff got his hands on him, he’d make sure, once and for all, Senth was what he deserved to be — dead.

Finding family in Bro

Dramatic, funny, touching, Bro takes you inside the Tarthian Empire and introduces you to three of its major denizens: brothers Senth and Khyff Antonello, and Luc Saint-Cyr as they are finding family. You’ll find them in many stories in the Empire. Come and meet them in Bro.
When you can make yourself invisible, invisible truths are revealed.
Join the Romance Lives Forever Reader Group and get a free copy of Bro, the Story Behind the Antonello Brothers.

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How to Offer Help at Christmas #holidays #pets #hunger

People and pets will go hungry this Christmas. It’s sad that in the midst of all our plenty, there are still some who won’t get enough to eat. Why not be a blessing this Christmas? If you want to offer help and make a difference, here are some concrete things you can do.

Offer help for People

You can offer help in a concrete way. Instead of stocking up on cranberry sauce and stuffing, here are some items people need every day of the year. Donate these and you help people long after the holidays are over. Once you determine a place to donate, consider offering some of these items.

1) For people on food stamps and other assistance, a food allowance is provided, but it doesn’t cover diapers, paper towels, toilet paper, or cleaning supplies. When it’s on sale, stock up and donate some of the extra.

2) Personal hygiene products are vital. Consider picking up small travel sizes (handy for those who are homeless).

3) One of the biggest needs is for baby food and formula. Getting the dry powder to mix is great, and less expensive. If you get coupons for these items, stock up when they go on sale. Offer help personally if you know someone with a baby by bringing coupons, offering to drive them to the store, shop for them, or even to just sit down and talk. New parents are often exhausted. Having someone offer help might make a big difference.

4) Healthy snacks for children to pack in lunches, such as granola bars, milk boxes, juice boxes, and fresh fruit like apples and oranges. These keep well.

5) Salt, pepper (especially the type in small shakers), mayo, ketchup, mustard, barbecue sauce, sriracha, salsa, and other condiments such as salad dressing.

6) Donate non-perishable proteins. Pick up cans of tuna, chicken, ham, beans, jars of peanut butter, or almond butter.

A site in the Atlanta area for helping families is Papa’s Pantry. They let families come in and shop at no cost for what they need in a small store of donated items. The site is always in need of donations. They also teach workshops such as budgeting, job-finding skills, resume creation, and how to coupon. Knowledge and skill help break the cycle of need.

Offer help for Pets

How to Offer Help at Christmas #holidays #pets #hunger

Help Rob’s Rescues feed hungry pets

When people are in tough financial straits, they sometimes have to surrender their animals to a shelter because they can’t take care of them anymore. That’s so sad! Do you have a pet? When you shop for your own, grab a few extra cans of dog and cat food. Even one can of food will make a difference to a hungry animal. Local shelters love getting extra food. They can use old blankets and towels too. Call your local shelter and ask what they need most. After a natural disaster such as a wildfire, flood, or earthquake, consider contacting one of the service agencies that help homeless pets. One in the Atlanta area is the Homeless Pets Foundation.

I want to give a shout out to Rob’s Rescues near Atlanta, GA. http://www.robsrescues.com/ Rob writes a column every month for four magazines in the Cherokee and Cobb county areas north of Atlanta. He profiles one dog and one cat each month from both the Cobb County Animal Shelter and Cherokee the County Animal Shelter and tries to get them adopted. He does pet food drives in local businesses and animal hospitals, and gives pet food to people who can’t afford to feed their pets. He has done interviews with people like the Gwinnett County Sheriff about the Jail Dogs Program. He’s been doing this since May 2015. The unusual thing about Rob is that he is still in elementary school! Just goes to show that to help others, you only have to be willing.

I urge you to click the Rob’s Rescues link, visit his site, and help him accomplish his mission of feeding pets.

A story about the spirit of giving

When I wrote A Romance for Christmas, I wanted to show the spirit of giving. This story of a young widow with a child at Christmas will leave you in happy tears. Here’s a peek.

The peephole showed a policeman in a crisp black uniform, wearing one of those Smokey Bear hats. It took Dara back to the night Jack had died. She unlatched the door and opened it an inch, dread tightening her chest.

“Oh, my God. Is something wrong, Officer?”

“No, ma’am.” He removed his hat. His smile showed sparkling white teeth and a shock of bright blond hair that fell over his brow. “I’m Scott Gregori. My daughter Susan and your Christine are in the same preschool class. I don’t suppose you remember me. I was at your husband’s funeral last year.”

In a flash, she remembered him.

Their daughters’ preschool was part of a small church. The school had sent a notice that the mother of one of their students had passed away, along with suggested ways to discuss the death of a loved one with children. Dara had attended his wife’s funeral to pay her respects. When Jack died, only about a month later, Officer Gregori had come to pay his.

“Oh, yes. I remember. Please, won’t you come in?” She opened the door wider.

“I brought you and Christine something.” He bent down and picked up an oversized box before stepping inside. “This morning, I heard about your accident, and I thought– Well, maybe you could use some help with Christmas presents for your daughter.” He added, “If you wouldn’t mind.”

Dara shut the door behind him. “It’ll make Christine happy, and that’s what counts. You’re kind to do this.”

He waved off her thanks with a quick gesture and set down the box. “All of us at the station chipped in and I went shopping. We figured money was tight so we wanted you to have this.” He handed her a fat envelope.

How to Offer Help at Christmas #holidays #pets #hunger

A Romance for Christmas

She opened it, gasped and covered her mouth. A stack of paper money filled it. “Oh. Oh, my– my goodness.”

He was smiling. “We all have families, and we help each other when things–” He swallowed. “Anyway, you know how it is in a town this size. We watch out for each other. The crew at the station and I wanted you to have that. And don’t try to refuse.” He set a hand over hers. “All of us have been there. Use it however you need.”

Shaking, she refolded the envelope with extreme care. Words wouldn’t come. She slid it into her pocket. “Thank you,” she whispered, tears blurring her vision.

It’s what happens next that begins a Christmas Dara will never forget.

Read A Romance for Christmas

Genre Sweet contemporary romance, holiday romance
Book heat level: PG
This sweet feel-good holiday romance reaffirms all you love about Christmas. It’s Christmas Eve, and the end of a year in which everything Dara loves was lost. Everything but her little girl and a fierce determination to survive. When a cop brings Christmas to her door, he brings another gift she never expected to get.
Publisher: Romance Lives Forever Books
This book is $1.99 or free on Kindle Unlimited
4.2 stars on Amazon wih 33 ratings
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Special offer: buy the Amazon print version as a gift, and you get the Kindle version free to keep.
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