Tena Stetler loves to include companion animals in her books. That's probably because she loves to include companion animals in her life! She going to tell us about the animals who live in her home, as well as her brand new release, MERINGUE SNOWFLAKE MAGIC. Welcome Tena!
Hey there Jana, thank you for inviting me to your blog to chat about my new holiday release MERINGUE SNOWFLAKE MAGIC and companion animals in our books.
|Tena's Dog Mystic|
Do you have companion animals at home? I do and I don’t know what I’d do without them. When I’m feeling low, or want to talk something through, Mystic my dog and Taco my parrot are always willing to listen. Even Sammy Turtle, will listen, but is more intent into traveling across the floor to parts unknown. They tell me when it’s time for lunch (Yes we all eat together) and when it’s time to quit for the day and relax in the sunroom with them. These are just a few of their responsibilities. LOL
Naturally, most of my books have companion animals to bring the story and characters more depth. Strangely enough, my new release MERINGUE SNOWFLAKE MAGIC doesn’t have one, but its sequel does.
So do you like companion animals or familiars in the stories you read? I truly enjoy stories with animals in them. Tell me your thoughts in the comments.
Now let’s see what my new holiday release, MERINGUE SNOWFLAKE MAGIC is all about.
After being in the wrong place at the wrong time Wynter Dahl finds herself with a new name and new home. Whisked into the Witness Protection program she finds herself in the Podunk town of Raven’s Hollow, Colorado. She has more than one secret to keep and is not sure who she can trust, though the deputy sheriff is hard to resist.
Braydon “Blaze” Nightwing, owns Dragon Fire Pizza and takes his job as deputy sheriff seriously. He means to protect his town and its residents, including the mysterious newcomer. He rescues her after a tumble and finds himself in over his head. He senses she’s more than she seems but so is he.
When her cover is blown and her life is in danger it will take the whole town to save her and their annual holiday festival and cookie contest. What is Christmas without a little magic?
The wind had changed direction, and the pretty ice crystals were like tiny needles buffeting her face. She looked up and down Main Street and saw only one stoplight. Finally, she turned around and walked backward for a few yards. Glancing over her shoulder, she could see her street. She started to turn around, her foot slipped on the curb and arms flailing, down she went with a thud. Clutching her precious box of goodies in front of her, they were safe. However, the mug of hot chocolate popped the lid and sent hot chocolate in all directions, including all over her brand new bright-colored parka and the sidewalk. When she tried to get up, each foot went in a different direction, then down she went again. Getting to her knees, she crawled to the sidewalk, carefully got to her feet, and tried to brush the wet snow off. The damp material stuck to her. She began to shiver as the wind whipped around her.
“Hey lady, you all right?” A man stopped his SUV in the middle of the road and jumped out. “That was quite a spill you took.” He smiled wide, picking up her mug and lid. “But I see your goodies from Candi’s place are still intact. Let me give you a ride. You’re going to freeze as wet as your clothes are.” He held out his hand. “Braydon Nightwing, but everyone calls me Blaze. I own the pizza place a few blocks down the way.”
When she reached for his hand, her arm shook. Her teeth chattered as she tried to say her name. “Wynterrr.”
“It’s warm in my SUV. Please tell me where you’re going. I’ll get you there.” He pried her fingers from the box, helped her over to the vehicle, and opened the passenger door. Warm air rushed out of the SUV, caressing her face.
Please don’t let him be a serial killer. Slowly, she reached behind her and patted her waistband. Shit. Why didn’t I bring my weapon? Getting in a car with a stranger wasn’t smart. But the warmth emanating from the vehicle was inviting. Death by serial killer or freeze. She crawled into the SUV and huddled in front of the heater vents.
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About the Author:
Colorado is home; shared with her husband of many moons, a brilliant Chow Chow, a spoiled parrot and a fifty-year-old box turtle. When she’s not writing, her time is spent kayaking, camping, hiking, biking or just relaxing in the great Colorado outdoors.
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