Sunday, December 25, 2022

Saturday, December 24, 2022

'Twas the Night Before Christmas...

Happy December 24th!

A Visit from St. Nicholas
by Clement Clarke Moore (1822)

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;


The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.


The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,


With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

"Now, Dasher! Now, Dancer! Now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On Cupid! On, Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night."

Friday, December 23, 2022

YEAR IN REVIEW

 


It's been another amazing year. Thank you to my readers for all your love and support!


I had 5 new ebooks in 2022 and 15 audiobooks released. 

(Quinn's Quest is releasing on December 27th.)



Looking forward to 2023!

Wednesday, December 21, 2022

HAPPY SOLSTICE

Today is the Winter Solstice, the shortest day of the year. From here on, the days get longer. Take some time today to stop and simply be. There is so much rushing around during the holiday season that we sometimes don't stop and breathe.




Happy Solstice! Blessed Yule! Welcome Winter!

Tuesday, December 20, 2022

WOLF IN HIS HEART IN AUDIOBOOK

 


NOW IN #AUDIOBOOK WOLF IN HIS HEART

Tantor Media: https://tantor.com/wolf-in-his-heart-nj-walters.html

Audible: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0BP3L681R/

Narrated by Arleen Seberg

#audiobook #paranormalromance #Werewolf #Audible

Monday, December 19, 2022

TEASER--HUNTER AVENGED

 HUNTER AVENGED coming JANUARY 16, 2023

A Viking and an angel, not exactly a match made in Heaven.

TEASER:

His jaw and cheekbones were chiseled, his forehead high. The short cut of his hair added to the austerity of his features. There was no gentleness to be found. The leather coat he wore added to the rough image, made him seem even more imposing. A chill raced down her spine. This man would be a relentless opponent. He also wasn’t human, but she couldn’t tell what he was.



Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0BMYKZQ2T/

Entangled

Publishing: https://entangledpublishing.com/books/hunter-avenged

B&N:

https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/hunter-avenged-n-j-walters/1142718008

Kobo:

https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/hunter-avenged-2

iBooks:

https://books.apple.com/us/book/hunter-avenged/id6444414711