I am fond of books, all books and every book. I've seldom encountered a book I don't like and many I love. But some books need more attention. They need to be shared and read. As the author of more than two dozen books, I have novels with amazing popularity and books that need readers.
That's what this hop is all about...the books that need more attention.
Choosing which book to feature wasn't easy. But I decided on my latest. It's a shorter work and it's a Christmas story. The title is Scarred Santa. Published by Clean Reads (formerly Astraea Press), it's a sweet romance and a timely story. It deals with several issues including PTSD and scarring. PTSD is an issue close to my heart because my late grandfather, a veteran of the Pacific Theater in World War II, dealt with it. It remains a major issue and one that can never be ignored.
Here's the blurb:
His Persian Gulf service as a Marine left Rafe Sullivan wounded and scarred. His return to civilian life has proved difficult at best. He’s quit more jobs than most people ever hold in a lifetime and he’s become a near recluse. Although he interacts with his widowed mother and his brother’s family, Rafe lives lonely. A chance glance at a beautiful woman at a church dinner leads to another encounter. Sheena Dunmore comforts him during a PTSD moment and because of her, he accepts a job playing Santa Claus at the mall for the holiday season. Being Santa offers many challenges but as Rafe grows closer to Sheena, he finds it easier and easier to overcome them. Rafe falls in love but he soon decides it’s best if he backs away so Sheena can meet someone better. He realizes his mistake but must face his greatest fear of all – fire – or there may not be a chance for a new beginning with Sheena.
And the absolutely awesome cover:
I'm going to giveaway two eBook copies of Scarred Santa so here's a tiny taste from the story, then the links to the main blog hop. If you want to enter for your chance to win, simply leave a comment including your name and email address!
Here's the taste and then on to the links!
Heart racing, Rafe hurried out of the store and into the mall. He resisted the urge to run but he searched for the closest exit. Once he had some air and calmed down, he would require something cold, sweet, and caffeinated. A bench loomed just outside one of the side entrances and he made for it on wobbling legs. When he reached it, Rafe all but collapsed onto it and gasped in the cool October air. After several deep breaths, he shuddered hard and put his head in his hands, willing the moment to pass. He stopped shaking and thought he might be able to sit upright when someone tapped his back.
“Are you all right?”
The voice was soft and feminine, the tone kind and questioning.
“I will be,” he said. “Give me a minute.”
Rafe raised his head and saw her. He froze and wondered if he could fake a faint. Embarrassment sent heat blasting through him. The woman who sat beside him, her hand resting on his back and her face furrowed with concern, was Sheena Dunmore. Up close, he found her even prettier than at church, but he wanted to sink out of sight into the concrete at his feet.
“Hey,” she said. “What’s the matter?”
He said nothing, had no words to explain to her that he’d freaked out.
“Talk to me.” Her voice became lower but urgent. “Do I need to call someone or an ambulance? Dig through your pockets to find some meds or what?”
If he didn’t answer, she probably would do something he would regret. “No, I’m okay. I just had a… I freaked out…”
Babbling made him appear unstable and he knew it. The fact she sat on his left bothered Rafe too. He figured she hadn’t noticed the ruined side of his face. When she didn’t respond, he expected her to go away, but instead she took his hand. She fingered the stainless steel Marine Corps ring he always wore.
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