Stars and Angels Sing – Kindle Edition

I just want to thank the folks who have bought Stars and Angels Sing today. Thank you. If you haven’t yet checked it out, here’s the link: Stars and Angels Sing A Curse Breaker Novella Now Available on Kindle: When stars and angels sing and angels lead you in… You know you’re in for quite the adventure. However, getting there is a struggle for Sarn, a twenty-one year old indentured Ranger, who patrols part of the Enchanted Forest in Shayari. After his master, Nolo, found out about Sarn’s four year old son, Sarn found himself, his son and his teenage … Continue reading Stars and Angels Sing – Kindle Edition

Allies and Anthems

Allies and Anthems (Picks up where Little Christmas left off) Three days’ absence was a black mark against him and that mark might cost him his son. Some lashes he could ignore, ruling against him in the custody battle to come– that he couldn’t handle; he couldn’t lose Ran, how could a Christmas journey cost him the one thing he wanted most? A present he’d bow and scrape to receive–custody of one child who meant the world to him, all legal, stamped, signed and sealed; bow, wrapping not required. Jerlo’s door loomed before him, dark, final, now opening to reveal a frizzy head–the … Continue reading Allies and Anthems

Little Christmas

Little Christmas (Picks up where The Holy and the Lowly left off) Ran awoke to familiar surroundings but his stuffed companion had gotten lost. Searching the room he shared with his sleeping Papa turned up no button eyed bear tossed aside when had adventure spirited Ran and his Papa to follow a star. Inari slept ‘neath a shawl she’d knitted She stirred at his approach, smiled like a star. “Where’s bear?” he asked anxious to find his friend and tell his Christmas tale to those stuffed ears. “Maybe in here, let’s look,” she extended a box, bow-topped, wrapped in star’s shine and tears. Ran opened … Continue reading Little Christmas

Stars and Angels Sing

Stars and Angels Sing (Picks up where Follow Yonder Star left off) Her time almost done, Leesha watched the star wandering in the sky by day and night. Not even the sun’s light could hide that star. It shone with a power beyond her sight. “Still no room at the inn?” she watched the babe sleep in the manger after his mother scrubbed it; some care creased his brow, this sweet babe. At her touch, the baby smiled, his mother sat near, shook her head, took Leesha’s hand, squeezed it, lending strength to keep her anchored there. Something she discerned in … Continue reading Stars and Angels Sing

Follow Yonder Star

Follow Yonder Star (Picks up where Magicians and Magi left off) Sarn woke to a strange sight; camels processed under a sky dominated by light from a huge star that westward proceeded. The caravan followed its royal light. “The star guides us,” Ran said from his place camel- back, perched on a pile of gifts, carefully wrapped. “Who’re they?” Sarn asked as dunes passed untrammeled by moor or mount, field or fountain; untapped, its power pooled; he felt it even mounted; that was a wonder ’cause no beast would bear him ‘cept this camel; Ran jumped onto Sarn’s mount. Caught by magic and arms, … Continue reading Follow Yonder Star

Magicians and Magi

Magicians and Magi (picks up where Brothers and Borders left off) It was Christmas morning; nothing seemed right. Inari had looked forward to giving Sarn, and his young son, a Christmas oft dreamed but seldom achieved; now Christmas morning had come and they’re missing their first Christmas. She missed Ran underfoot, his questions, smiles and the way he followed her about–alas, he’d made the holiday prep worthwhile. She sighed and thumbed through the story she’d picked just for him, a Christmas story with wise men, angels, a manger and a babe picked to save all mankind when he later dies. The Blessed Mother regarded her from the … Continue reading Magicians and Magi

Brothers and Borders

Brothers and Borders (Picks up where Tell No Tales left off) Miren glared at the spiked punch, sloshed ruby liquid in his glass but not e’en a buzz made him feel less like a heel; he should flee, apologize to his brother because he’d said harsh things to Sarn–who’d tried to warn him off a path that led to teen parent land, a place Miren had long past foresworn. He’d called Ran a mistake; Ran’d been present too, but he paid no mind to words spoken by anyone except Sarn, even uncles, the brat ignored and hogged all Sarn’s time, when that time belonged to Miren, whose knuckles cracked … Continue reading Brothers and Borders

Tell No Tales

Tell No Tales (picks up where Santa’s Flight ends) The sleigh parked before that terrible wall of color chased light, a screen of dancing images, each scene a brick in the wall. “My part in this tale ends here; seek the King across yonder wall,” Santa held a hand age-spotted out as his pow’r ebbed away. “Christmas eve is ended,” he waved his hand at dawn rising behind, turning all gray. “The night departs, so must I ’till next year. Your path continues through there if you’ve heart to try, redeeming grace will see you clear.” Sarn looked at that great wall–where to e’en start? His … Continue reading Tell No Tales

Santa’s Flight

Santa’s Flight (picks up where Santa’s Mission left off) Sarn pulled on his cloak and boots, clad his son in warm gear, and with much trepidation, took the hand and adventure offered–one. thing he’d learned about Christmas–action was required that might just test his mettle. “I’ve trouble controlling it–the magic.” “Not tonight you won’t,” Santa smiled, “settle in and we’ll be off; don’t fret ’bout magic. Tonight it’s in the air and everywhere.” Indeed the air did shimmer and sparkle as if diamond dust floated in the air. It started slow, the drain, just a trickle at first as the reindeer jogged skyward, more as his link to … Continue reading Santa’s Flight

Grandma Hitches a Ride with Santa

Grandma Hitches a Ride with Santa (Follows Berry Wight, picks up with Sarn’s grandmother, Leesha) ‘Twas the night before Christmas when she stirred, a blind woman from her treetop abode. Through the wooded vale she trudged, her thoughts whirred, circled about regret ’cause she’s not bold. No time left now that death’s velvet hand touches hers, its cold presence walks beside, offers no aid when her rag-wrapped foot, the root clutches. Leaning on her staff, her magic buffers, keeps her from harm, with its small witchery. Rising, she feels about, finds the path and the way, to a grandson she’s spied through trickery. Her … Continue reading Grandma Hitches a Ride with Santa

Berry Wight

Berry Wight (Picks up where Winter Wights and the Battle of the Bells left off) The enchanted branches overhanging the battle of the bells, songs and wits, wept red drops that rolled into berries, hanging first in singles, then bunches watched by rapt crowds who squealed and charged into the forest intent on picking those magicked berries. Missionaries backed away, not God-blessed this miracle that made the crowd merry. “What the trees give, you take without complaint,” said one man stuffing berries in his pockets. Sarn nodded, piled berries without constraint on his cloak helped by Ran who rocketed ’bout picking fruit, smiling, humming … Continue reading Berry Wight

Winter Wights and the Battle of the Bells

Winter Wights (Picks up where Sleigh Ride left off) Over the hills they went, dashing through vales and around mountain’s feet into Shayari. They turned west to follow the star’s bright tail. Skating down the River Nirthal, a plea made them stop and Ran jumped out of the sleigh. Women with ivy in their braided hair, danced in a ring, weaving voices that pray into polyphonic bliss on the air. They broke ranks to tie ribbons on the boughs of the enchanted forest, each a prayer fluttering for someone lost that year, though still remembered by those death spared that year. “Momma,” Ran said and nothing … Continue reading Winter Wights and the Battle of the Bells