Guest Post: Release day! Marmalade’s First Christmas by Paula Millhouse



Marmalade’s First Christmas
A Novella
By
Paula Millhouse
Congratulations to Paula Millhouse on the release of

Marmalade’s First Christmas!

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When billionaire Jake Simons rescues a kitten the week before Christmas, the orange tabby cat leads Jake to the greatest gift of the season – Veterinarian Marley West.
The last thing Marley needs is a client meddling in her personal business, but Old Man Winter, Mother Nature, and Jake’s pregnant mares have other plans for her holiday. When she gets snowed in with Jake during the worst blizzard in racehorse country, sparks fly.
But will Jake be strong enough to let go of ghosts from his past? And, in this friends-to-lovers story, will Marley learn to trust that Jake just might be her very own Christmas miracle?
Jake woke to an empty bed, and he startled up. Where was she? He tugged on a pair of sweats and a shirt, and left the bedroom searching for her.
What he found both surprised and pleased him.
“You’re up early,” she said, grinning at him with that breathtaking smile. She was sitting on the cushions in front of the fire, sipping a mug of something warm, reading one of his mother’s old romance novels. Marmalade was purring on her lap, and the Christmas Tree, the only other light besides the crackling fire lit up the room. “I found hot chocolate in the kitchen,” Marley said.
Jake took the mug and sniffed it. “Oh, this won’t do. Give me a sec and I’ll make you something amazing.”
He got up to go make the drinks, and Marley followed him. She watched him like a hawk as he simmered heavy cream, cinnamon sticks, and carved a big block of dark chocolate. “The secret is in not letting the cream reach a full boil.” He turned to the pantry and pulled out a bottle of Baileys Irish Cream. “And Baileys, of course.”
He poured the steaming elixir into big cheerful Snowman Mugs, added a shot of the liqueur, and then stirred a striped red and white candy cane in each mug. “Merry Christmas.”
She took one sip, and her eyes rolled back in her head. “Oh, Holy Night, this is incredible.”
He laughed, and sipped his cup too. “Pretty tasty.”
“I love this time of year, you know. It’s as if this one week, everything is perfect. Unblemished. Full of possibilities.”
She had a chocolate mustache from the drink, and he reached in and touched her upper lip. “You got a little something right there…”
She giggled. He swiped his tongue across the chocolate on her lips. He groaned. Her soft full lips tasted even better with chocolate on them. “This is turning out to be my favorite week this year too.”
She blushed, and her whole face turned holly berry red. Her delicately curved neck too. He took the mug from her hands, set it down, and backed her up to the granite counter. He kissed her properly, thoroughly, deeply.
She sighed, so he knew he’d gotten it right. The tingly taste of peppermint and chocolate on her tongue instantly became his favorite new treat. “Mmm…”
The kitchen heated up with their kisses, but a few moments later she pulled away and said, “We should go check on the mares, and their babies.”
I write books.
Books where romance, fantasy, and suspense collide.
Born and raised in Savannah, Georgia, where Spanish moss whispers tales in breezes from the Atlantic Ocean, as a child I soaked in the sunshine and heritage of cobblestones, pirate lore, and stories steeped in savory mysteries of the South. I graduated with honors from both Armstrong Atlantic State University, and Georgia Southern University.
I live in the mountains now with my husband, but honor my southern heritage as a storyteller by sharing high heat adventures in romance fiction with readers.
What’s in it for you?
A reward. Treat yourself to an entertaining diversion from your daily routine by reading my stories. You’ll find themes like, justice does exist, love is worth fighting for, and happily ever afters are expected.
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Cover Reveal: Forever Mine (The Polaroid Series) Book 1 by Ava Danielle

On today’s post I have the pleasure of helping Ava Danielle reveal the cover of her new book…Forever Mine! Go check it out!

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Synopsis

Amelia attends her high school reunion

Only to run into her one and only true love Jared

Old feelings return and things start to take course.

But she’s engaged.

In fact, she left Nathan behind to attend her reunion

But something tragic happens

And she has to reevaluate her life.

And Nichole might be the reason it all falls apart.

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Debuting Thursday, November 24th, 2016

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Ava Danielle is married, with four rambunctious children, that loves to laugh and have fun.

She’s sarcastic, witty, and uses way too many curse words. She grew up around the military and it’s all she’s ever known. She’s currently a stay at home mom living in southern California and can’t wait to move back to Europe.

She loves to hang out with her friends, read, and dream of fictional characters. Wine, Pinterest, and Spotify are part of her daily life.
Writing has become her escape from daily life and chores.

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Guest Post: Pre Order: Marmalade’s First Christmas by Paula Millhouse



Marmalade’s First Christmas
A Novella
By
Paula Millhouse
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When billionaire Jake Simons rescues a kitten the week before Christmas, the orange tabby cat leads Jake to the greatest gift of the season – Veterinarian Marley West.
The last thing Marley needs is a client meddling in her personal business, but Old Man Winter, Mother Nature, and Jake’s pregnant mares have other plans for her holiday. When she gets snowed in with Jake during the worst blizzard in racehorse country, sparks fly.
But will Jake be strong enough to let go of ghosts from his past? And, in this friends-to-lovers story, will Marley learn to trust that Jake just might be her very own Christmas miracle?

Jake woke to an empty bed, and he startled up. Where was she? He tugged on a pair of sweats and a shirt, and left the bedroom searching for her.
What he found both surprised and pleased him.
“You’re up early,” she said, grinning at him with that breathtaking smile. She was sitting on the cushions in front of the fire, sipping a mug of something warm, reading one of his mother’s old romance novels. Marmalade was purring on her lap, and the Christmas Tree, the only other light besides the crackling fire lit up the room. “I found hot chocolate in the kitchen,” Marley said.
Jake took the mug and sniffed it. “Oh, this won’t do. Give me a sec and I’ll make you something amazing.”
He got up to go make the drinks, and Marley followed him. She watched him like a hawk as he simmered heavy cream, cinnamon sticks, and carved a big block of dark chocolate. “The secret is in not letting the cream reach a full boil.” He turned to the pantry and pulled out a bottle of Baileys Irish Cream. “And Baileys, of course.”
He poured the steaming elixir into big cheerful Snowman Mugs, added a shot of the liqueur, and then stirred a striped red and white candy cane in each mug. “Merry Christmas.”
She took one sip, and her eyes rolled back in her head. “Oh, Holy Night, this is incredible.”
He laughed, and sipped his cup too. “Pretty tasty.”
“I love this time of year, you know. It’s as if this one week, everything is perfect. Unblemished. Full of possibilities.”
She had a chocolate mustache from the drink, and he reached in and touched her upper lip. “You got a little something right there…”
She giggled. He swiped his tongue across the chocolate on her lips. He groaned. Her soft full lips tasted even better with chocolate on them. “This is turning out to be my favorite week this year too.”
She blushed, and her whole face turned holly berry red. Her delicately curved neck too. He took the mug from her hands, set it down, and backed her up to the granite counter. He kissed her properly, thoroughly, deeply.
She sighed, so he knew he’d gotten it right. The tingly taste of peppermint and chocolate on her tongue instantly became his favorite new treat. “Mmm…”
The kitchen heated up with their kisses, but a few moments later she pulled away and said, “We should go check on the mares, and their babies.”
I write books.
Books where romance, fantasy, and suspense collide.
Born and raised in Savannah, Georgia, where Spanish moss whispers tales in breezes from the Atlantic Ocean, as a child I soaked in the sunshine and heritage of cobblestones, pirate lore, and stories steeped in savory mysteries of the South. I graduated with honors from both Armstrong Atlantic State University, and Georgia Southern University.
I live in the mountains now with my husband, but honor my southern heritage as a storyteller by sharing high heat adventures in romance fiction with readers.
What’s in it for you?
A reward. Treat yourself to an entertaining diversion from your daily routine by reading my stories. You’ll find themes like, justice does exist, love is worth fighting for, and happily ever afters are expected.
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I Give Thanks and Also a Sneak Peek!

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First off… Happy Thanksgiving to all my fellow Canadians. I hope you’re stomachs are full of turkey and you had a blast catching up with family and friends. My mom made the most delicious ham and scalloped spud dinner earlier in the week so we could spend the holiday with my whole family. It’s always so nice to get some quality time with everyone.

I also I want to give thanks for everything I’ve been so lucky to receive over the past year.

I’ve been so fortunate to be able to follow the dream I’ve so desperately worked toward. I want to thank my husband for working so hard so I can stay home and raise our daughter, and pursue my dream of writing for a living. Just like everyone else we’ve been through some tough times, but we always come out on top; thankfully. That’s the reason I’m so grateful for everything we have and everything we are working so hard toward.

I’m thankful for my beautiful daughter, V. She’s spunky, funny, and creative. She keeps us on our toes and we love that about her. There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t look at her and feel pride at how she’d flourished. She inspires me to be the best I can be, I want her to be proud of me and I will do whatever it takes to make that happen.

I also want to thank each and every one of you for supporting me, whether is was by purchasing my books, sharing my posts, or even spreading the news by word of mouth. I appreciate everything you guys do. I love getting feedback from all of you about my books. About how much you love the characters, how you root for them, and how you look forward to the next instalment. It makes my writing less of a job and more of adventure in how I can wow you all.

And because I appreciate you guys so much, I decided to give you all a little Thanksgiving treat…An excerpt from the upcoming third novel in my Keystone series, Unbearable. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do!

Without further ado…


Chapter One

“Can you believe this?” Kelsey Martin exclaimed. Another headline in bold splashed across the front page of the Blackford Times about another drug overdose. This was the third one this month. There was a new drug flooding the streets and it was leaving destruction and devastation in its wake.

Kelsey had grown up in Blackford and was never exposed to the hard core drugs of the bigger cities but it was slowly making its way to her quiet and quaint town. The latest victim was a local boy who she used to baby sit. She remembered him as a snot nosed little kid who would do anything to fit in and obviously that translated into peer pressure and drug use. What a shame. What a waste. The potential these kids were flushing down the drain was incomprehensible.

“I hope to God that he pulls through. I can’t even begin to imagine what his family is going through.” Kelsey crumpled the paper in frustration and tossed it into the trash can. “Well that was depressing.”

It was Saturday night and The Pint was bursting at the seams. It was just what she needed to keep her mind from the tragic news she’d just read. There wasn’t an empty seat in the house. Spring break in Blackford always proved to bring in the crowds. The college kids always made their way home and never failed to stop by their friendly neighborhood pub as a result. Kelsey had been working at The Pint for the past six years and she had worked her way up from being a bartender to the manager. The older couple who owned the bar were retired and needed someone to keep tabs on the place while they lived out their lives in Florida. She took her job very seriously and that helped contribute to its success.

With her new found responsibilities she’d made it her mission to see the business thrive and flourish. She began to advertise the specials, added a menu of pub food and planned theme nights. People loved it and flocked in from even the surrounding towns. Karaoke was one of the community’s favorite and the place was packed. Just how she liked it.

She had been going non stop since she opened and it showed no signs of slowing any time soon.

“Hey Kels? Could you do me a favor and take that table’s order?” Aubrey asked hesitantly. She was always so fun and outgoing but for some reason was acting timid and withdrawn. Kelsey snuck a peek at the table she was referring too and saw exactly why her friend was refusing to serve them.

Aubrey had a tendency to be attracted to bad boys. Bikers, rock stars, wannabe gangsters. You name it she’s tried it. Tonight it was her ex boyfriend Shawn and his cronies. They were members of the Nomad motorcycle ‘club’. Gang was more like it. She’d never had problems with them but she’d heard of some instances where things got ugly real quick.

“Sure. No problem.” Kelsey would do anything for her employees. She’d seen what condition Aubrey had been in after she’d broken it off with Shawn. The black eye was hard to cover even with the most expensive makeup. The urge to call the police was strong but Aubrey made her promise to not say anything. She had begrudgingly agreed.

She grabbed a pad of paper and headed over. Determined to keep Aubrey out of Shawn’s grimy reach. She approached the group and pasted on a smile that she definitely didn’t feel.

“Hey boys! What can I getcha?” The conversation stopped immediately and Shawn looked up abruptly when he realized Aubrey wasn’t serving them. He sat back in his chair and crossed his leather bound arms across his broad chest, a sneer pasted across his bearded face.

“Where’s Aubrey?” A toothpick hung haphazardly from the corner of his mouth and threatened to drop at a moments notice.

“She’s busy but I can take your order.” She smiled sweetly.

“We’ll wait.” Without another word he leaned forward and rested his forearms on the table. Completely dismissing her as he resumed conversation with his friends.

“Then you’ll be waiting for a long time because there’s no way she’s coming to serve you.” She was sick of playing nice, this asshole needed to know his place.

“What did you say?” A mask of disbelief splashed across his face. He acted as if no one had ever stood up against him before let alone a woman.

“You heard me.” The tension between them was tangible. The rest of the men at the table began to bristle with agitation. She could feel the entire bar’s eyes on her, the weight of their gazes felt like a ton of bricks.

Shawn stared at her for a long moment before he reached up and removed the chewed toothpick from his mouth. A malicious smile crept across his face, it didn’t fail to sicken her stomach. How many times had he looked at Aubrey like this? She felt nauseous at the very thought of it.

He shoved his chair back violently, it fell to the ground and landed with a bang. Her heart threatened to leap from her chest as adrenaline coursed through her veins. The bravado she felt prior to this was definitely starting to dwindle. She took a deep breath and stood her ground as he approached. The man stood over six feet tall, nearly dwarfing her. He stopped right in front of her and leaned forward until they were face to face.

“Listen bitch…” He waved his finger in front of her face, spittle gathered at the corners of his mouth. Damn near frothing. But before he could continue Kelsey heard heavy footfalls approaching fast.

Shawn must have realized they had company because he looked over her shoulder and stood as tall as he could. She didn’t need to turn around to see who it was, it didn’t take a genius to guess. The shadow the man was casting damn near eclipsed Shawn. A stark expression of fear swept across the asshole’s face. There was only one man that was capable of that and that was Tucker Peters.

“Wh.. what do you want?” Shawn stuttered. Kelsey could feel the warmth of Tucker’s body heat against her back, she sighed in pleasure. “This has nothing to do with you.” He finally finished.

“Actually it has everything to do with me.” Tucker placed his massive hands on her shoulders and gently moved her out of the way. “You made it my business when you started threatening a woman.” With one giant step Tucker was face to face with the biker. “And from what I understand you like to hit women.” He placed his fist in his hand and cracked every knuckle and repeated with the other hand. “I don’t tolerate that bullshit.”

Shawn’s friends all began to stand one by one, there was no way they would allow their buddy to get the shit kicked out of him. They were notorious for not fighting fair but what they didn’t know was even if they did jump in Tucker would annihilate every single one of them. The entire bar had gone silent, you could’ve heard a pin drop.

“I don’t want no trouble.” Todd held his hands up in defense and took a shaky step back. His friends took the hint and back off as well.

“Then grab your shit and go.”

He nodded at Tucker and slipped past him, his friends followed his lead. The bell above the door signaled their departure. Kelsey turned back to Tucker and watched as he clenched and unclenched his hands repeatedly.

She took a tentative step forward and laced her fingers in with his. He inhaled deeply and turned to look at her. All tension eased from his shoulders and he flashed her the most dazzling smile she’d ever seen. As much as she hated to admit it his devilish grins made her weak in the knees.

“You okay?” His question dripped with concern.

“You know it.” She gave his hand a gentle squeeze and smiled. “Thanks for the help.” He gave her a quick wink and moved in for a hug. Which if you thought about it was kind of funny. She was getting a hug from a six and a half foot grizzly shifter. Which meant she was getting an official bear hug.

Tucker Peters was part of a shifter run organization that had come to the aid of her best friend Jess, who happened to be in love with the team leader, Caleb Marsh. Kelsey hadn’t known about the shifter world until she was dropped into the middle of it but ever since then they had become some of her closest friends.

She moved away from the embrace first and headed back to the bar, he followed close behind and grabbed a stool near the end of the counter. Aubrey came out from the back office and met her with a shy smile.

“Thank you so much Kels!” She wrapped her arms around Kelsey’s shoulders and gave a tight hug.

“I didn’t do much, Tucker was the one who convinced him to leave.” To be honest she didn’t know what she would have done if Tucker hadn’t shown up. She probably would’ve ended up calling the cops but there would have definitely been a hell of a lot of damage.

Aubrey peeked around Kelsey’s shoulder and blatantly admired him. A twinge of jealousy bloomed in her chest. She knew she shouldn’t feel like that with the amount of times she said no to his interest but she couldn’t help it.

“Well, ain’t he a tall drink of water. Is he single?” That twinge of jealousy morphed into a full blown fit that she disguised very well. She couldn’t help herself but she needed to shut Aubrey’s interest down.

“I think he’s got a girlfriend actually.” She felt bad for lying but she couldn’t bear to see Tucker with Aubrey, let alone anyone else.

“Damn! Oh well.” She laughed and headed out to the floor to take drink orders.

Now that she nipped that situation in the bud she could get back to the task at hand. She popped the top off a Budweiser and placed it in front of him. He began to pull out his wallet but she waved it away. “It’s on the house.” She flashed him a smile and gave him a quick wink.

“So whatcha been up to?” She rested her forearms on the bar and leaned in so she could hear Tucker. He’d been gone for over a week because he’d been called away for work. But now that she took a good look at him she could see he appeared worse for wear.

Ever since she’d met Tucker she’d only known him to be jovial and outgoing. He now appeared to be weary and tired.

“Let’s just say I’m glad I’m home.” He said as if to reassure her, when it did anything but. “I just want to relax… and maybe go on a date with a hot young bartender.” He chuckled and sighed. Tucker’s flirting was a regular occurrence but there was usually passion behind it but today it was lack luster and it really worried her.

“Tell you what…” She had an idea and hoped he went for it. “I’m actually getting off work in about an hour, so how bout’ you pick me up and I’ll cook you a late dinner.” Her offer seemed to perk him up because the smile she was so used to flashed onto his handsome face.

“That would be great!” He chugged the rest of his beer and slid the empty bottle to her. “I’m gonna run home and grab a quick shower. Is there anything you want me to pick up?”

“Nope, I should have everything.” She smiled at his eager demeanor. “See you in an hour.” She needed to get a few things done before she clocked out but she definitely was looking forward to her date with Tucker. It was going to make the rest of her shift go by in a flash.


So hopefully I haven’t lost any of you and you’re just as excited about Unbearable as I am. Tucker is my all time favourite character and I can’t wait for you see what shenanigans he gets into (Hint: he gets into a lot!)

Anyways, I hope you had an amazing weekend! Here’s to another jam packed week ahead of us!


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Operation Wildcat (A Keystone Novel, Book One)

Jess Baker thought being a leopard shifter in the small town of Blackford was the most exciting thing that was ever going to happen in her life. She wandered through life blissfully unaware of the dangers that lurked behind the seemingly peaceful façade of her hometown.

Her world is flipped upside down when the mysterious Caleb Marsh waltzes into her family’s diner. Little does she know that the intriguing stranger will be the key to her survival.

Caleb Marsh is a man on a mission. He’s been charged with the job of finding the men responsible in the deaths of shifters throughout the country. When he stumbles upon a local shifter willing to assist in any way she can he can’t help but be compelled to see where the path leads. The lines between duty and love begin to blur and Caleb must do what he does best to protect not only her but the shifter community as well. Will their bond be severed or strengthened?

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Cherry Bomb (A Keystone Novel, Book Two)

Cherry Newman hasn’t been home in years, her successful career with Keystone has kept her away from her family. A panicked phone call from her mother has her rushing home to help in any way she can. Little does she know that what she thought would be a simple investigation turns into much more. Her brothers mysteriously disappear and she can’t help but suspect the worse. She recruits the devilishly handsome Jericho Trewes to help her with her with her mission.

Jericho Trewes had been looking for a pack to call his own ever since the tragic death of his parents. He thought he’d found it with the Moore’s but his whole world comes crashing down once again when the enticing Cherry Newman saunters into his life. Her questions leave him doubting everything he’d been told. She makes him believe he could have a family of his own but at what cost?

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Megan lives on seven acres of land in rural Alberta, Canada and enjoys the simple country life. Paranormal romance allows her to create the places and characters she has always wanted to read about. She enjoys bringing her stories to life every chance she gets. When she isn’t writing she’s spending time with her husband and daughter whether it’s camping, riding ATV’s or just hanging out at home. Her family is the most important thing to her.


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Guest Post: Five Roads from Beltane: Western Interactive Book

Five Roads From Beltane

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Which path will you choose?

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D’Ann Lindun, Allison Merritt,

RaeAnne Hadley, Susan Horsnell

and Margaret Tanner

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Outlaws hold up the bank in Beltane at the busiest time of the week.

Dire consequences follow, not only for the outlaws, but also their hostages.

The scene is set.

One beginning, five different endings.

Five Authors: RaeAnne Hadley, D’Ann Lindun, Margaret Tanner,

Allison Merritt and Susan Horsnell

The path is up to you.

The story unfolds in the way YOU decide.

Which path will you choose?

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Chapter One

Beltane

March 1895

Clint approached the alley leading to the rear entrance of the First National bank of Beltane. Scanning the area, he noted his men were positioned and ready as planned. They had meticulously gone over and over how the robbery was to play out. They dared not leave anything to chance.

Pete was slumped against the wall of the hotel across the street with his hat pulled low over his face. His long legs were splayed out, his arms crossed over his chest.

Billy is seated outside the Barber shop next door to the bank ‘reading’ the paper.

The horses are tethered out front and Clay is rummaging in a saddlebag for a non-existent something. They have used ponies which won’t be recognized by any townsfolk. It’s a pity the alleyway at the back of the bank wasn’t large enough to conceal their getaway horses.

A quick glance around, before he disappears into the alley, reveals the street is quiet. Most people are at home partaking of lunch. When he reached the rear door, he finds it unlocked. Sliding the kerchief up over his nose he drew his colt from the holster. Slipping inside the bank, he crept down the hall leading through to the main banking chamber at the front.

He approached a partially opened office door. Jonas McCallum, Owner, the bronze nameplate announces. He shoved the door open with force and it crashed on the wall. Jonas glanced up and leapt from his chair. “What are you doing?”

“Move over here before you get shot.” Clint pointed the gun toward the owner and indicated for him to move. When the man hesitated, he grabbed him by the neck and positioned his rotund body so he can wrap one arm around his neck and lodge his gun firmly in his back, before dragging him toward the front foyer of the bank. Clint opened a door leading into the teller area and stepped through with his hostage. The tellers turned and glanced at the stranger, fear and astonishment clearly etched on each face when they see their boss with a gun at his back.

Their attention is diverted when the front doors crash open and Clint’s three partners charge inside. Billy turned the lock on the doors while Pete and Clay move to cover the now terrified customers.

“This is a bank hold-up. Do as we say and no-one will get hurt.” Clint waved his gun at a few customers. “Get down on the floor. Don’t speak and don’t move.”

 

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PATHWAYS

The Bank Robbers

Are the bank robbers, outlaws or victims of circumstance? This story will enlighten you.

Roan Maxwell and Hannah Johnson

The story of Miss Hannah Johnson and Mr. Roan Maxwell and how the robbery affected their future.

Jacqueline Hamilton and Billy Williams

The story of Jacqueline Hamilton and Billy Williams and how the robbery affected their future.

Mr. Joseph Wade

The story of Mr. Joseph Wade and how the robbery affected his future.

Jessica Smith and Ethan Beveridge

The story of Jessica Smith and Ethan Beveridge and why he accuses her of stealing.

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The choice of where to begin is now yours. When one pathway has been read, visit another.

One book.

One Beginning.

Five completely different stories about different people involved in the robbery.

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It’s been a hell of a few days in the Michelau household. It started with my husband starting his two weeks off. We had big plans. Yard work, catch up on some housework, and a lot of studying for him. We had great intentions but unfortunately fate had different plans.

We decided to take a quick trip to the city for a fun family day. A definite spur of the moment trip. We spent the day at the mall, allowing my daughter to browse Toys R Us for wish list ideas, I got to go to Michaels for some much needed crafty inspiration and we also stopped at our favourite coffee shops for some much needed caffeine. It was getting dark when we finally decided to head home. It takes about two hours to get home from the city and knew it was going to be around 9pm when we got home. We even promised our daughter a Harry Potter movie night when we got home, a special treat because it was the weekend.

Well, we were about a half an hour from the city when out of no where a massive bull moose launches itself out of the steep ditch. If it weren’t for my husband’s cat like reflexes, I wouldn’t be here writing this blog post. I hate to even imagine what would have happened and it makes me sick to my stomach to think of how my daughter felt in those brief moments. Luckily, we were all unharmed but I can’t say the same for the moose.

I was covered in shattered glass, it was everywhere. It was in my mouth, ears, pants, and shoes. I swear I’m still picking it out of my hair. Thankfully, I took the brunt of it. The moose’s antlers came through my side of the windshield and it continued down the entire right side of the truck.

Here are a few photos of the damage to the truck. I’m just so happy we decided to take the truck rather than the minivan. Again, this could have turned out completely different. So other than being a tad shaken up, having to deal with the RCMP, and figuring out insurance, we ended up on top.

Fingers crossed, Big Red will be fixed up good as new and very soon.

Then on top of that our feral female cat, who was pregnant had her babies yesterday. Unfortunately, I didn’t find them until this morning and one passed away. I was able to get the surviving kitten inside and coax Sophie inside to take care of the cute little fart. It’s still a pretty tense situation when I go into the room to check on them, she doesn’t know whether she wants to run away or stay with her baby.

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Is she not the cutest little thing ever!

I stocked up on some bottle feeding supplies just incase things go south and I have to take over but so far so good.

So, that’s what my week has been like. I haven’t gotten much writing done but I’m hoping to dig in and work on Unbearable within the next month or so. The colder months sure do encourage more writing time, for me anyways.

Also, since I really enjoyed sharing my quarterly goals with all of you a couple months ago I figured I would continue to do so. It helped keep accountable. I will post the list at the beginning of the quarter and I will repost the list with the tasks I accomplished at the end of the quarter.

Quarterly Goals (Oct-Nov-Dec)

  1. Complete 10 Harry Potter Project of Doom Blocks (Minimum)
  2. Set up author talk in Camrose
  3. Finish cleaning and setting up workout room
  4. Make book posters
  5. Write another 15K words on Unbearable (total 30K)
  6. Mortgage renewal
  7. Winterize trailer
  8. Clean up yard before winter
  9. Declutter around wood stove
  10. Outline novella (Izek)
  11. Organize and file documents
  12. Declutter office closet
  13. Purge V’s toys
  14. Set up Xmas decorations
  15. Finish sewing minky blankets
  16. Purge kitchen and pantry cupboards
  17. Deep clean kitchen
  18. Reorganize filing cabinet
  19. Make vet appointments for Fat Cat and Shesh
  20. Hang art in office.
  21. Participate in NaNoWriMo?

As you can see there is a lot of non writing tasks on there but this is a really busy time for my husband and I around our acreage. But I feel like the writing goals of my list are a great start and if I even get half of them done I’ll be happy.

Anyways, I’ve definitely ‘talked’ your ‘ear’ off with this post and hope I haven’t lost you! Have a good week and here’s to a better week for my household!

Oh and for my Canadian fans… Happy early Thanksgiving!