It's the 7th Day of Christmas, and what's more fitting than a story from my fellow Twelve Brides of Christmas Author, Donna Dalton, with her story "Seven Swans Bride." I have to admit, Donna, I was curious how you were going to incorporate 7 Swans into a holiday romance, but you did it, and so cleverly!! Tell me a little bit about your story, and I understand you have a GIVEAWAY?
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Do you
have any holiday traditions that have been passed down through the years from
generation to generation? If so, I’d love to hear about them. If not, just list
a tradition you’d like to see started.
Here’s a little bit about my book, “Seven Swans Bride”, including an excerpt and some buy links
for you! Thanks again for stopping by, and don’t forget to comment for a chance
to WIN!!! J
Family comes
first for Abigail Whitlock. She’ll do anything to make it home to Seven Swans
in time for Christmas and to attend her sister’s wedding - even if it means
braving unforgiving mountainous terrain, fickle winter weather, and a
captivating escort who threatens to steal her heart.
Country and duty
come before all else for Major Evander Holt. He’s scheduled to arrive at his
new assignment by year’s end, but a rockslide, a wily politician, and a
headstrong, impetuous lady put his travel plans on hold. He doesn't need to
come to her rescue, and he certainly doesn't need to fall in love with her. But
there's something about Abigail he can't resist...even if it means risking his
career.
Evander moved into the station house and closed the
door behind him. Passengers littered the floor like routed soldiers, some
sitting on trunks, others standing in small groups, their faces creased with
apprehension. Even the children were subdued. The sudden cessation of their
trip had everyone battle-shocked.
On the other side of the room near the ticket counter,
Miss Whitlock and Congressman Jones had their gazes locked on him. One looked
as though she’d swallowed a dose of castor oil. The other wore a satisfied
grin. Were those expressions for him? Neither was particularly welcoming.
Miss Whitlock broke off her stare and fiddled with her
crooked hat feather. Hair the color of sun-ripened wheat poured out from
beneath her hat and framed her pretty face now flushed a charming shade of
pink. He couldn’t see her eyes from across the distance, but he recalled their
intensity as he held her close after the sudden braking of the train. They were
deep blue, like a bottomless ocean, one a less sentient man might drown in.
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Donna Dalton uses the rich history of her home state of
Virginia and the American Civil War to create action-packed, emotional
romances. Her favorite pastime is to tour the many battlefields and museums and
bring those places to life in her stories. She has four full-length historical
novels published with The Wild Rose Press as well as several contemporary short
stories. You can visit her at www.donnadalton.net or on facebook at https://www.facebook.com/DonnaDaltonbooks
Hello everyone, having my morning cup of tea while checking my emails. Thanks for having me Dylan. This is going to be such fun!!!
ReplyDeleteMy pleasure, Donna! And my tradition, in case you were curious, is an advent calendar! We had one with little cardboard windows you opened, and each day my sister and I would take turns. Some years it was the windows with chocolate inside--woo hoo! But other years, it was just a window that revealed something inside the house. My girls are a little more spoiled--I actually make an advent calendar for them with tiny gifts that I pick up for $1 during the year. Helps keep impatient kids happy until the big day!!
DeleteSo glad to have you on my blog today, Donna!! Looking forward to hearing everyone's traditions!