Fantastic Forty ~ Regina Puckett

 

 

~Regina Puckett~

 

Author name: Regina Puckett
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Tell us about your new/latest release:

 

Title: The Magic of Snow

Genre: Romance

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Blurb:
In our beloved fairy tales of old, Prince Charming always saves the damsel in distress. In our modern world, sometimes the damsel has to find a way to save her prince.

When Sarah White meets the ruggedly handsome Staff Sergeant Charlie Prince, she discovers a man with a pure heart hidden underneath his warrior façade. Before Charlie leaves with his unit for Afghanistan, he promises to stay in touch, but after nine months of exchanging letters and emails, he stops writing. When the letters stop coming, Sarah waits in agonized suspense, not knowing if the man she had fallen in love with has been killed in action or if he has just decided he is no longer interested in her.

Magic is real, but it’s not for the fainthearted or nonbelievers. It takes true love to release it and hard work and determination to keep it.

Excerpt:

Charlie patted the side of the horse’s face and seemed to work hard at not grinning. He lost his battle and a wide smile spread across his face. “And here I was worried about you. I’m trained to take care of myself in conditions far worse than these. My question is why are you still out here this late? Aren’t you afraid of getting lost?”

His grin was too infectious for her to take offense, but it was still was hard to admit he might be right. “I lost track of time. I guess I need to quit dilly-dallying around. I know the paths around here, so I’m not afraid of getting lost, but you’re new to these parts so you should really head back. It doesn’t matter how well trained you are if you don’t know where you’re going.”

He reached inside of his coat pocket and pulled out something from it. “I never go anywhere without my compass. You can never lose your way if you know which direction to head toward.” He slid the compass back into his pocket and nodded toward the horse. “Come on. I’ll give you a ride back into town.”

Even though there was still a good distance between her and the horse, Sarah took a step backwards and looked up nervously at the enormous stallion. It didn’t help that it let out another loud snort at about that time. She stuttered, “That’s okay. I can walk.”

Charlie closed the distance between them, reached out, and grabbed her hand before she could take another step backwards. His good-natured laughter filled the stilled silence. “You’re not afraid of horses, are you?”

Sarah shook her head in denial, but her face told another tale.

He tugged at her hand and she had no other choice but to move closer to him and his horse. “I promise I won’t let anything happen to you. It’ll be faster than you walking and,” he patted his coat pocket, “I have my compass. We won’t get lost. Besides, if you haven’t already noticed, the snow has been falling this past hour, covering up all of the paths you think you know so well.”

He turned her hand loose so he could pull himself up onto the horse. As soon as he was settled into the saddle, he reached down and pulled her up and in front of him. He leaned forward and whispered into her ear, “Besides, it’s not every day I get to rescue a damsel in distress.”

Buy link:

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/The-Magic-of-Snow-ebook/dp/B00AZ3LSB2/ref=sr_1_16?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1357838189&sr=1-16&keywords=regina+puckett