Monday, July 4, 2011

Another Give-Away!!

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When an Immortal race ceases to be immortal, woe to the land.

Ancient legend tells of elfs crossing paths with a dying wizard named Zoltan. The Old Sorcerer’s unrepentant deeds had caused the wizarding school to chastise him severely. On his deathbed Zoltan asked the elfs for help.  Losing patience in his delirium, he cursed them. Now, the immortal elfin race is slowly, but surely dying.
Their only hope lies in a servant of kings who must learn to love the elfs before he will attempt to save them. But no one, elf or mankind, has ever heard of this man. Can the healer be found before their race is gone forever?



Anna del C. Dye was born in Valparaiso, Chile, amongst some of the world’s most famous beaches.
After meeting Rodney, a native of Idaho, in her hometown, Anna traveled to Utah on Christmas Eve and married him two weeks later. Their love story, Why Him? was published by Covenant in the book entitled Angels Round About. Anna and Rodney reside in Taylorsville, Utah and are the parents of three princes and a princess.
Anna is an accomplished, multi-award winning author. One of her short stories entitled Amerine—Fairy Princess won an award in the Oquirrh Writers contest. The first book in her new YA Romance Series entitled “A Kingdom By The Sea” also won an award. Anna’s works also include The Silent Warrior Trilogy, the beginning saga of her YA Elf Series.
For more information contact Anna at www.annadelc.com.

Sunday, July 3, 2011

Chapter 18 - Eve

The hours started to blur together. I sat in the corner of the room, closing my eyes every time someone yelled or the zip of electric shots buzzed around us. The ATS was close. It seemed too much to hope that Darion was really okay.
Micah is gone. I don’t know if I’ll ever see him again. Darion is all I have left. Can’t I just have this one good thing in my life?
Gloria squeezed my shoulder. “Don’t worry, Eve. Most the people up there would die to save Robin Hood’s sister. He’s saved us all in one way or another. You’re safe.”
“His name is Micah,” I whispered.

Saturday, July 2, 2011

Chapter 17 - Micah


“Mr. Jarvis says you’re unwilling to lead an army on the capital?” The Senator stared at me hard, but his facial features betrayed kindness, not anger. His sculpted silver hair, his blue eyes, strong jaw and broad shoulders gave him the look of a president. His picture could appear on a J.C. Penny ad for business suits or the front page of an election newspaper.
“Not unwilling, unable.”
“What makes you say that?” His expression toyed with me. The slight grin on his face made me think he knew I'd eventually give in.
“I have almost no military training. Why do you believe I can lead a whole army?”
“Not a whole army, just part of one. Jarvis will lead the five thousand troops stationed in the canyon. You need to be there to convince the lower class rebels to fight. Once we’re inside the city and fighting, you won’t need to lead them, we should be able to overpower Isoli with sheer numbers.”
“That sounds easy enough. What is the deal you wanted to offer?"
“There's some trouble in Phoenix. The Anti-Terror Squad has one of our rebel hide outs surrounded. Tanner is in there with your sister. Eve is in a safe room in the basement of the complex, but it’s only a matter of time before they move in and either kill or kidnap your sister. We think we can take out the squad and extract your sister, but it’s a risky move. If we’re not careful or if someone gets caught, Isoli could call in more troops and ruin our chance to take the city. We’re willing to take the risk if it means you’ll help lead the army.”
“Okay. But I want one more thing. I want to go with to extract Eve.”
Senator Caste’s grin stretched into a smile, “I thought you'd want to. We need a sniper to take out the ATS’s communication lines before we attack and extract your sister. We need to act tonight if we want this to work. Are you ready?”
“Yes, sir.” I got up to leave, but the senator interrupted me.
“The helicopter leaves at 9pm. You’ll need to be briefed at 7 in the war room. Do you know where that is?”
I smiled as I remembered the silver dome near the edge of the rebel community. At first it'd looked like a large rock, but I recognized it as some sort of bunker when the moon reflected off its surface.  “Yeah, I think I saw it on our way in.”
“Good luck. For Zoe’s sake, come back safe.” The senator eyed me once more as I shook his hand.

I turned away and closed the office door. Zoe looked up, grinning at me from behind a computer. She wore a pair of black rimmed glasses that perfectly framed her pale eyes. How did the senator know about us? Had she already told him about our encounter that morning?
I strode over to her desk and munched on a piece of candy as I tried to flirt. “I’m disappointed I didn’t get to finish my desert this morning.”
Zoe smiled and played along, “Well, maybe you can still have some after dinner?”
“I can’t do dinner. I have an operation thing.”
“Oh, you’re going to that?”
“You know about that?”
“I over hear stuff sometimes.” She blushed and looked down at her keyboard. “I guess we’ll have to do lunch then.”
“Is there anywhere to get something to eat around here?”
“Not unless you like cafeteria sloppy joe’s. How about I make you something at my place. I’m off for lunch in 20 minutes. Can you wait?”
“Sure, I need to go back to my place and get some stuff for ready for tonight. I’ll see you at your place in 20?” I didn’t think I'd need to gather anything for tonight, but I wanted to change out of my jeans for lunch.
“Perfect.” Zoe smiled again and started typing.
As I walked back to my apartment, I tried to concentrate on the mission for tonight. A helicopter flew overhead. The noise almost made me reach to cover my ears. How could we get one those into Phoenix? Even if the city wasn’t on lock down, it'd be difficult.
I rummaged through the closet for the pair of tan slacks I’d seen earlier in the morning. I took off my jeans and put on the slacks. I left the white t-shirt on and looked though the closet for another shirt. I found a light blue one and put it on over my t-shirt, leaving the top two buttons undone. I found some brown dress shoes and slipped them on. After waiting another 20 minutes, I left for Zoe’s.
I knocked lightly on the already open door, purposely three or four minutes late, and entered her fresh smelling living room.
“I already started lunch. How do you feel about pasta with alfredo sauce?”
“Sounds good. I’ve never had any kind of pasta that wasn’t spaghetti. At least not that I can remember.”
Zoe flashed an amused grin. “You are something else, Micah.”
I smiled back. “At least I know you like it.”
“You think I do anyway.” She showed a devious grin and then slipped back into the kitchen. I watched her from the dining room. She moved around the kitchen, stirring pots and placing dishes on the table. Her adeptness and smooth movements reminded me of Eve.
“You look nice. What’s the occasion?”
I paused. “This could be my last meal. I wanted to look good.”
Zoe frowned.
“Relax.” I smiled at her. “I’ll probably get another meal before I leave tonight.”
“That’s not funny.”
She finally finished and served the pasta into a couple of bowls on the table. The glasses were already filled with juice. “All ready,” Zoe announced. I found my seat adjacent to Zoe and started eating. I finished lunch fairly quickly.
“I guess it’s time for dessert.” I grinned sheepishly, got up from my chair, and went to the kitchen with my bowl, hoping to repeat that morning’s meeting.
“Well, you did finish your food.” Zoe was following me into the kitchen.
I turned around after placing my dish in the sink. Her hands were already pulling my body next to hers. I felt her soft lips for the first time with mine. I liked it. I pulled her closer and kissed until she gently pushed away.
“I’ll be right back. You can wait in the living room.”
I stood dazed for a few seconds before I left the kitchen. I found the end seat of the sofa and sat down. I peered around the room, my mind still racing. Zoe had been gone a few minutes when I noticed an opened envelope poking out of Zoe’s purse on the table next to the couch. I pulled out the envelope. It was addressed to Zoe Castle, but with no address. There was no postage which meant it was probably delivered from somewhere inside the rebel camp. I resisted the urge to look inside. Zoe called out from down the hall. I quickly replaced the note.
“Just a few more minutes, Micah.” Her tone was playful. The letter caught my eye again, and I wondered about it’s contents.
I quickly read the note and replaced it. Zoe finally entered the room. She still wore her light spring dress but she no longer had on the apron. Her hair was down and she was now bare-foot. Her playful smile disappeared as she entered the room and saw me standing, ready to leave.
“Where are you going?”
“Something came up for the mission. I’ve got to go," I lied
“You don’t have to be in such a rush. You only got a taste of dessert.” She forced a smile and tugged at my shirt as she moved closer. I inched away, more aware of the temptress.
“Really, I’ve got to go. I’m really sorry. I’ll make it up to you, I promise.” I ducked in and kissed her on the lips, hoping the rouse would hide what I knew about her loyalties. Her smile returned, and she seemed to believe I was sincere.
“Okay, I’ll see you soon.” She bit her lower lip and a tear seemed to sneak out of her eye. Did she regret what she was trying to do to me? Maybe it was just part of the act. I hurried out of the apartment. After reading the note, I could no longer trust her. Even if her tears were genuine.
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The time past quickly as I tried to wrap my mind around my new discovery. I looked at my watch. 6:50. I got up and walked towards the silver building I'd been watching for the last 2 hours. I wanted to make sure I wasn’t walking into a trap. Six other men, and one women entered the building at about 6:45. The building appeared innocent, but so had Zoe. I reached the entrance and slid the access card that Castle gave me through the reader. Two guards in army fatigues greeted me and searched me before letting me pass. The entrance led directly to what looked like the war room. A large table sat in the center of the room, surrounded by computer monitors that all held different images. The room looked pretty high tech. Six men and one women, dressed all in black waited for me at the table. I was the 8th and final member of the team. A man with red hair and stubble called me to a seat close to him.
“I’m Mark. Have a seat. We were just getting ready to start.” Mark then introduced me to the other members of the team. Landon, Josh, Dustin, Blake, Gabe and Alba, the lone female I’d seen enter a few minutes earlier. Alba was small and looked Spanish. She greeted me with a warm smile.
Mark continued the briefing. “We have a hospital helicopter that will get us in and out of Phoenix. After we take off, the chopper will take us to the hospital. We’ll have to move on foot south for 2 miles to reach the rebel hideout. The ATS team has about 75 men surrounding the block. Obviously we can’t take out that many men by ourselves. Our job will be to take out communications and open a path for a another group of rebels who are waiting in another stronghold to attack. We have to make it look like the only involvement was from the other rebels. They can’t suspect any outside help. That means none of us can be caught. Micah will be in charge of taking out the communications. There are three comm stations that need to be taken out before we can attack. Gabe will be Micah’s spotter and Blake will be his personal guard.”

“Why do I need a guard?”
“If anyone finds out you are in the city, you’ll need more than a guard. As soon as you take out communications, try and kill as many ATS personnel as possible.  Landon, Josh and Dustin will meet up with the rebels and lead them to the attack spot before peeling off and extracting Eve and the president’s son, Darion. Alba will be Eve’s guard. As soon as we get there, Alba will sneak into the rebel base before we take out the communication lines. Once she is in and has Eve, she'll give us a signal to start. Any questions?”
Everyone remained silent and nodded. “Good. I’ll see you all in front of the hospital at 9. Micah, Gabe will take you downstairs, and you can get your weapon.”
After getting my Parker Hale Model 85, I headed over to the hospital to wait for our departure. My mind was still thinking about the mission, but I wondered who I could trust. Olivia caught my eye as I neared the hospital. She rushed out to meet me and greeted me with a hug.
“Micah, I heard you were going tonight.”
“Does everyone know about this?”
“No, my dad told me you were going. He’s more than a little surprised”
“What do you mean?”
“There’s something fishy about it. He thinks it’s a little odd that they would send ‘Robin Hood’ into the middle of Phoenix to do something that could be done by someone else.”
I remembered the letter again. “I’ve got to tell you something, Olivia.” I grabbed her hand and pulled her behind a building. “I saw a note someone gave Zoe.” I was suddenly embarrassed. “It was from a guy named Seth. Does that sound familiar?”
“Seth Jarvis? That’s the only Seth I know here at the camp. What did it say?”
“It was very vague. I can fill you in later. Keep an eye on Zoe.”
“Okay.” Olivia remained mostly silent.
“Watch out for Senator Castle, if his daughter is dangerous as I suspect then we have to be wary of him too. I know you normally don’t leave the camp until Monday, but I think you should get out tomorrow with your Father. If things don’t go well tonight, and we get stuck in Phoenix, I don’t want you to be here, not knowing who to trust.”
Olivia looked up at me her face was strong. Her eyes looked steely, the eyes of a fighter. She forced a brave smile. I bit the inside of my cheek, a nervous habit.
“I’ll be back tonight Olivia, I promise.” I didn’t know if that was true, but I wanted to believe it. I kissed her forehead and left towards the already running helicopter.

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Garbage Winner!

Congratulations to DEB!
(This must be her lucky summer!) Her name was drawn randomly to win the package of Glad(r) Garbage bags! She also answered the question correctly: Eve made homemade jam from strawberries.
Stay tuned for more Garbage Give-Aways!!

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Chapter 16 - Eve

Chapter 16
    Stir. Stir. Stir.
    The beep of the cheap waffle iron in front of me broke my singular concentration on the batter. I lifted the lid. I had to be careful as I pried the waffle out so it wouldn’t break apart. Even the smell comforted me. If I closed my eyes, or if I took a plate to Darion, I could pretend I wasn’t cooking in a tiny kitchen, in a tiny apartment filled with rebels, and more arriving every minute.
    But I didn’t even mind the addition because it meant making more waffles. More batter. More mindless stirring. More forgetting that my life had spun out of control.

Monday, June 20, 2011

The First Ever Garbage Give-Away

Don't worry, we're not giving away garbage--well not exactly. :)

DJ's wife Ashleigh inspired us to get some more followers. (You can check out her blog here. She's giving away hair stuff, and who doesn't need hair stuff? 30 different hairstyles in 30 days! Check it out.)

So we're going to follow her example and give away stuff too. And what's more appropriate than...

That's right, garbage bags. These ones happen to be my favorite. :)
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1. Answer this question: What fruit does Eve make jam out of in the beginning of the story? (HINT: Check out Chapter 2)
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Sunday, June 19, 2011

Chapter 15 - Micah

I woke up still feeling groggy. The sun already reached through the red and black curtains that hung over the only window in the bedroom. I buried my face in the soft pillow before shoving myself into an upright position on the edge of the bed. I got up and wandered into the kitchen, thinking of Eve and Olivia. I wondered if they were safe. Jarvis mentioned Isoli closed the city right after I got out. Had Eve made it out in time? Did Olivia still have her cover? I peered into the refrigerator looking for something to eat.
A soft knock on the front door stole my attention. I closed the fridge and moved like a zombie to the front door. Last night was the best night of sleep I’d had my whole life. My body still longed to be back under the covers so I opened door in only the shorts I’d put on last night.
Zoe stood facing me. My eyes made there way up her nicely shaped legs. She had on heels again and a blue skirt that stopped a few inches above the knee. She wore another white collared shirt, but this one had subtle blue stripes.
“Umm...” She teased her blond hair and shifted her weight to the other foot. Her voice pulled my eyes up to her face. She was biting her pouty, lower lip. Her vibrant eyes flirted with my still foggy brain. “I made breakfast if you want to come over.”
“Oh, yeah,” I stumbled. “That’d be great.” I started to walk out the door before her giggle stopped me.
“I’m completely okay with it, but you might want to put some clothes on first.”
“Oh... yeah... I’ll be over in a minute then.” I blushed more than I wanted to. Being caught without my shirt on didn’t bother me. Hard labor had kept me in excellent shape. But the fact that she had me so mesmerized I forgot to get dressed--that was embarrassing.
“Okay. I’ll leave the door open.”
I closed the door and walked to the bedroom to look for a t-shirt. I pulled a plain white one from the second drawer of the dresser in the corner of the room. I grabbed some slippers from the closet and was at Zoe’s door, probably too soon.
“That was fast,” Zoe called from the kitchen.
“I was hungry.”
“Come sit down. It’s ready.”
Before I entered the kitchen, breakfast smells accosted me. Bacon, eggs, hash-browns, and pancakes. Eve. I’d forgotten about her when Zoe knocked on my door, but the smell of the pancakes brought her back to the front of my mind.
She probably didn’t make it out of Phoenix last night. If she had someone would’ve told me.
I started inhaling my breakfast. I wanted to hurry and get to Jarvis or Senator Castle to see if they had any news.
“Are you okay?” Zoe asked. She was still pouring milk and hadn’t even started on her plate yet.
“Yeah,” I lied. “I guess it’s just been a while since I had a decent meal.”
Zoe smiled. I relaxed. I finished the rest of my breakfast and picked up my dishes.
“Leave those there. I’ll take care of them.”
“At least let me put them in the sink.” I continued to the sink and put the dishes down. Zoe followed me in with her half finished breakfast. I turned around too fast and bumped into her. The top of her head just reached my mouth. My teeth sunk into my lower lip as dishes clattered to the ground and milk ran down my shirt and shorts. Zoe stumbled, and I grabbed her waist to keep her from falling.
“I’m so sorry!” Zoe grabbed a towel and began wiping down my shirt and legs.
“It’s okay. I have to go change anyway.”
“I’m such a clutz. Oh, and now your lip is bleeding. Let me get some ice.”
“Really, I’ll be okay. It’s barely bleeding.”
Zoe had already grabbed a piece of ice from the freezer and put it on my lower lip. Her free hand rested on my chest as she held the ice cube to my lip. I stared at her grey-blue eyes. She smiled again and looked away.
“I wanted to thank you.”
“What for?”
“For being brave. For not giving up. Before you started fighting, everyone just accepted how things were. Even those of us that didn’t like it wanted to make a difference, couldn’t change things. We had the will, but not the man power.”
“I’m just a kid. I was only looking out for myself and my sister.”
“That’s not true. You helped thousands of people in the slums find hope. In a way you’re their hero.” She leaned in closer and removed the ice cube from my lips. “You’re kind of my hero too.” She smiled shyly without showing her teeth and inched her lips closer to mine. I closed my eyes and moved to kiss her.
A knocking on the door startled us both, and Zoe jumped back and walked towards the living room. “Wait here, I’ll hurry back.” Her grin betrayed her intentions. I smiled back.
I heard her walk across the carpet and open the door.
“Hi, Zoe. The Senator sent me too look for Micah. I knocked on his door but no one answered. Do you know where he is?”
My heart jumped as I heard the voice on the other side of the wall. The voice was like a good song at the end of a long day. Olivia! I immediately forgot about my encounter with Zoe. I walked out of the kitchen, trying not to hurry. I didn’t want Olivia to know how excited I was to hear her voice.
“Yes, he’s--”
“Micah?” I entered the room just as Zoe presumably started to tell Olivia I was in her apartment.
Olivia stepped into the house and stood next to Zoe. Olivia smiled. Her bright green eyes and white teeth contrasted her dark olive skin. She had on a black skirt that went just past her knees, drawing my attention to her calves and then up her perfectly shaped body. Suddenly I realized how uncomfortable the situation was. I stopped in the middle of the room.
“Hi.” I awkwardly help up my hand in a sort of wave.
“Hi.” Olivia grinned and rose her eyebrows into an arch. She had realized how uncomfortable I felt but she seemed to enjoy it. “Am I interrupting something?”
“No,” I shot, almost too fast.
“I just made Micah some breakfast. There's still some left. Are you hungry?”
“No thanks, I already ate. Micah, there’s a meeting in two hours in the bunker below the Senator’s office. The Senator wants to meet with you before that.”
“Okay sure, just let me go back to my room and change. Bye, Zoe, I’m sure I’ll see you around.” I smiled and started to walk past Zoe and Olivia to get out the door. Zoe grabbed my wrist and tugged.  I turned around and before I could say a thing, she kissed me on the cheek.
“Goodbye, Micah. Have fun.” She smiled teasingly and glanced at Olivia before leaving to the kitchen.
I started down the stairs and back to my apartment.
“You can come in and wait. I’ll only be a second.”
“I’ll just wait out here. It’s a nice day.” She didn’t even look at me. She stared out toward the sun that was just a couple hours from being at its highest point. I left the door open and walked back to my room. I already felt guilty. No doubt Olivia liked me. I knew it when she first spoke to me in the prison. She was so soft and caring. Once I realized her intentions, I liked her too. Zoe was pretty. She had everything when it came to looks but Olivia was beautiful. Everything about her was perfect. Light seemed to radiate from her.
I looked through the closet for a few minutes but came up empty. Just a suit, slacks, a button up white shirt a few ties, and a pair of nice wing-tipped black dress shoes. I closed the closet, sure I wouldn’t have to use any of them. I moved over to the dresser and pulled out a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt. I finished dressing, walked outside and closed my front door. Olivia turned abruptly and forced a smile. A small tear snuck out the corner of her eye. My heart sank, and I felt worse than before.
“That wasn’t what you think.”
“You don’t have to explain anything to me.”
“Really, she---”
“I’m supposed to do a check up on you before the meeting. I have some ointment for your back.”
“Listen, Olivia, I’m sorry. Zoe is very aggressive. We’re not dating or anything. I only met her last night.”
“Looks like things moved pretty quickly then.”
“No, they--”
“The hospital is just around the corner. I’ll treat your wounds, then you have a meeting with Senator Castle.”
We walked the next block or so to the hospital in silence. I couldn’t read Olivia. It seemed as though she had liked me before but I had probably ruined it in one day. I started to feel angry. Who was Olivia to judge me for eating breakfast that I was invited to? I didn’t do anything wrong. Why was she being so emotional about it?
We finally reached the inside of the hospital where Olivia directed me to an open room.
“You can take off your shirt and lie down on the padded table. I’ll be back in just a second.”
She left the room. I followed her instructions and waited face down on the table. After a moment she returned and closed the door.
“This will sting at first, but it will speed up the healing process.”
I felt her fingers massage my back as she rubbed the cream into my tattered skin. I winced as the cream seeped into my wounds.
“Sorry.” She continued moving her hands over my back.
I decided to skip anymore chit-chat, “After Darien broke me out he said he had to go back to rescue Eve. Do you know if they made it out okay?”
“Isoli ordered the wall up around Phoenix, shut down the gates and all air travel right after you got out. Darien and Eve were stuck in the city. We have word that Tanner picked them up. As far as we know they’re hiding in the city until they can find a way out.”
That was good news. At least she was still alive.
“How did you get out then?”
“I have every other weekend off. I left the city a few hours before you escaped.”
I relaxed as the stinging in my back subsided and the cream brought relief instead of pain.
“Micah, I found out something else that you should know.”
I heard urgency in her voice and turned on my side and looked at her eyes. Her look was serious.
“Isoli isn’t just after you because you’re a rebel. He’s after your genes.”
“Huh?”
“Your dad was a famous scientist. Your mom was a world class sprinter. Your genetic makeup is as close to perfect as I’ve seen. He wants to use your genes to create a super-race. With you in his possession He could fake your execution and use your genes without the public knowing.”
I remained silent, unsure of what to say. Olivia finally broke the silence.
“You’re all done now. Let the ointment dry for a few minutes and then go over to the Senator’s office.”
“Thanks.” I paused, still unsure of what to say. I buried my face back into the pillow on the padded table. I felt bad about what happened before but it didn’t feel like the right time to apologize, “I’m sorry about earlier.” She was already out of the room. Why was she being so stubborn? I tried to explain things, but she just wouldn’t listen. I decided to let it rest. I didn’t need Olivia in order to be happy. Zoe could fill my time until we went to war, and who knew if I’d be around after that anyway.
I slipped my shirt on and walked to the Senator’s office. Zoe greeted me inside. Her flirtatious smile was still on her face as she directed me into Senator Castle’s office. I closed the door and sat down across from his large desk.
“Good morning Micah, I want to offer you a deal.”