I am thankful for so many blessings in my life.
First and foremost would be the salvation I found through Jesus Christ.
I am a sinner saved by the grace of God. I am far from perfect. My sins are many and continuous, and I take heart in the fact they have all been washed clean by the shed blood of Jesus. An unsullied lamb, God's Son willingly died on Calvary's cross, an offering for ALL of humanity, giving every single person across the globe and through out time the ability to call upon His name and find redemption. Redemption that can only be found through His death, burial, and resurrection.
Second, I am blessed with a most wonderful family.
I have a husband who cooks some of the most amazing meals, make me laugh, and loves me more than I deserve at times. Our children are growing into amazing human beings. They smart and witty, and they hold my heart.
Third, I am thankful for the wonderful love of reading and writing.
I have been able to live vicariously through thousands of characters, stretch the limits of my imagination, and come into contact with some super talented and amazing people, a few of which are being featured this month on my blog. I am so thankful for the Thankful Authors that have given of their time and energy to take part in letting in the world know what is it they are thankful for. This monthly blog fest would not be possible without them. Thank you, all.
When a cupid has you in his sights, the only question to ask is, Got Love?
With Valentine’s Day right around the corner, gorse fairy, Flora Hawthorne is up to her neck in flowers, chocolate, and all things romance. She has no time for love, until she comes face to face with her own personal Cupid and the sparks fly!
Looking to settle down, Cupid Tharin Terize wants fairy Flora Hawthorne to be his valentine, not just for one night, but for the rest of time. Now, all he has to do is convince her.
Tucking a few extra napkins in her coat pocket, Flora picked up her coffee, only to spin around and smash right into a cashmere-clad brick wall.
“Aw, snapdragons!” She exclaimed over a chorus of stunned gasps and excited squeals, the contents of her cup now soaking the shirt in front of her. Thinking quickly she dropped the near empty cup, pulled her scarf from around her neck, and used it to blot at the spreading coffee stain. “Sorry. I’m so sorry.”
“It’s my fault, I was too close.”
Flora looked up. All rational thought fled her mind. This was no elf, fairy, or nymph in front of her. Oh, no, this was a cupid! Gorgeous beyond description with tempting chocolate eyes a fae-kin could get lost in for days, he had a neatly-trimmed beard that framed a perfect white smile and dark shoulder-length hair that accented a face obviously carved by The Mother, Cailleach Bheur herself.
“Wow, you are ripped under there, aren’t you?” She admired without thinking, only to blush when she realized what she’d said. The man was in possession of a clearly well-muscled chest and the requisite washboard abs that went with it. “Not that I’m trying to cop a feel or anything,” she confessed. “But that’s nice. Kudos on the hard work by the way.” Shaking her head, Flora mentally chided herself. This was not going well.
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