Twinkle Bright – Elves Secret Santa
Direct from the North Pole,welcome to the Elves Secret Santa party! Here at the North Pole it's extremely
busy, but we still have time for a little holiday fun and shenanigans.
Let me introduce myself. I'm an elf and my name is Twinkle Bright
because my elf hat has twinkle lights wound all around the scalloped edge and
the pointy top.
because my elf hat has twinkle lights wound all around the scalloped edge and
the pointy top.
I make yummy Hot
Chocolate for Santa and the elves from a secret family recipe passed down from
generation to generation. My hot chocolate keeps everyone warm and toasty
inside at the North Pole. There is even an automatic dispenser in Santa's
Sleigh providing him with hot chocolate during his travels on Christmas
Eve. It goes good with the cookies the
children leave for him.
Chocolate for Santa and the elves from a secret family recipe passed down from
generation to generation. My hot chocolate keeps everyone warm and toasty
inside at the North Pole. There is even an automatic dispenser in Santa's
Sleigh providing him with hot chocolate during his travels on Christmas
Eve. It goes good with the cookies the
children leave for him.
While I am mixing up largebatches of hot chocolate, I listen to Christmas Carols from a variety of pop,
country and rock artists. I always taste each batch to insure it’s up to elf
standards. . You would think I'd get
tired of hot chocolate, but no -- never.
I love the steaming chocolaty drink.
I usually keep mine in an insulated mug so it stays warm while sampling
the cookies in the elves' bakery.
Frosted sugar cookies and gingerbread cookies are my absolute favorites.
Now, I'm going to let you in on a
little secret. But you must promise not
to tell...anyone.
little secret. But you must promise not
to tell...anyone.
We do a secret Santa gift
exchange around here and this year I got Bob, her job at the North Pole is name
checker to make sure Santa has all the correct spellings of the girls and boys.
One year she spelled Chrys' name Chris and wow what an uproar.
exchange around here and this year I got Bob, her job at the North Pole is name
checker to make sure Santa has all the correct spellings of the girls and boys.
One year she spelled Chrys' name Chris and wow what an uproar.
Luckily Santa caught it, but we
had to rush to change all the tags on her packages.
had to rush to change all the tags on her packages.
Whew!
I'm getting Elf Bobi a package of
120 different color markers in a jewel encrusted case for marking off the
correctly spelled names after she checks them.
120 different color markers in a jewel encrusted case for marking off the
correctly spelled names after she checks them.
Do you think
she'll like that?
she'll like that?
Do you like fudge? Great, I'll share with you my favorite
Fantasy Fudge Recipe
3 cups of sugar
3/4 cup butter
1 - 5 oz can of evaporated milk (do not use sweetened
condensed milk)
condensed milk)
1 – 12 oz package semi sweet
chocolate chips
chocolate chips
1 - 7 oz jar marshmallow cream
1 teaspoon of pure vanilla
extract
extract
You may add chopped nuts if you
wish
wish
Bring sugar, butter and
evaporated milk to a full rolling boil in a large saucepan over medium heat,
stir constantly
evaporated milk to a full rolling boil in a large saucepan over medium heat,
stir constantly
Cook for four minutes or until a
candy thermometer reaches 234 degrees.
candy thermometer reaches 234 degrees.
High altitude takes about 5
minutes.
minutes.
Remove from heat and add
chocolate chips and marshmallow cream, stir until melted.
chocolate chips and marshmallow cream, stir until melted.
Add vanilla and nuts. Stir until
blended.
blended.
Pour into a greased 9x13 pan,
spread evenly.
spread evenly.
Cool completely and cut into
squares.
squares.
Charm Me Again
Sequel to Charm Me
Tena Stetler
Genre: Paranormal Romance/Mystery
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Date of Publication: December 9, 2019
ISBN: 978-1-5092-2973-4
ASIN: B07ZDKKC4N
Number of pages: 336
Word Count: 85,360
Cover Artist: Kristian Norris
Tagline: Breaking the curse is only the first step to forever.
Book Description:
Daylan, a warlock, is being haunted, but what the ghost wants is a mystery. His magical powers bring him no closer to an answer—until he encounters Josie, a Yoga instructor.
But when she is kidnapped by an ancient Fae Warrior set on revenge Daylan must rescue her before the rogue claims her as his own. During his quest, his world spirals out of control, and a devastating curse comes to light. Could the ghost hold the answers he needs?
Can he break the age-old curse to save Josie and their future, or will Daylan lose her forever?
Excerpt
Suddenly, the
wind changed direction, a thin maroon line formed along the flat bottom of the
dark clouds spreading across the sky where moments before there’d been only a
few fluffy cotton ball clouds in a sea of blue. The maroon line widened then
switched to vertical and spread open to reveal a shimmering interior.
wind changed direction, a thin maroon line formed along the flat bottom of the
dark clouds spreading across the sky where moments before there’d been only a
few fluffy cotton ball clouds in a sea of blue. The maroon line widened then
switched to vertical and spread open to reveal a shimmering interior.
Shadows emerged
from the cloud then disappeared. As he was about to comment, huge raindrops
plopped on the ground followed by pea size hail that grew to softball size.
from the cloud then disappeared. As he was about to comment, huge raindrops
plopped on the ground followed by pea size hail that grew to softball size.
Josie ran for
cover and he followed. Protected under a ledge, she cupped her hands over her
ears as the roaring of the storm combined with huge ice balls smashing against
rocks echoed through the canyon. She elbowed him and cocked a brow in question,
pointing to the vegetation that remained unharmed.
cover and he followed. Protected under a ledge, she cupped her hands over her
ears as the roaring of the storm combined with huge ice balls smashing against
rocks echoed through the canyon. She elbowed him and cocked a brow in question,
pointing to the vegetation that remained unharmed.
His eyes
narrowed. Something isn’t right. I can feel it. Magic is spinning this storm.
But who—how and why? At a loss for answers, he shrugged and urged her further
under the ledge to wait out the storm. Brushing the wet strands of hair out of
her face, he smiled. She looked like a drowned rat but the fragrance around her
reminded him of sweet spring flowers. He leaned into to her and brushed his
lips over hers. Immediately, he straightened and backed away. Her eyes were
still closed. Maybe I could’ve lingered…
narrowed. Something isn’t right. I can feel it. Magic is spinning this storm.
But who—how and why? At a loss for answers, he shrugged and urged her further
under the ledge to wait out the storm. Brushing the wet strands of hair out of
her face, he smiled. She looked like a drowned rat but the fragrance around her
reminded him of sweet spring flowers. He leaned into to her and brushed his
lips over hers. Immediately, he straightened and backed away. Her eyes were
still closed. Maybe I could’ve lingered…
Her eyes blinked
open and she licked her lips. After a beat, she waggled a finger in front of
him. “Not a good idea.”
open and she licked her lips. After a beat, she waggled a finger in front of
him. “Not a good idea.”
About the Author:
Tena Stetler is a best-selling author of award winning paranormal romance novels. She has an over-active imagination, which led to writing her first vampire romance as a tween to the chagrin of her mother and delight of her friends.
With the Rocky Mountains outside her window, she sits at her computer surrounded by a wide array of paranormal creatures, with a Navy SEAL or two mixed in telling their tales. Her books tell stories of magical kick-ass women and strong mystical males that dare to love them. Travel, adventure and a bit of mystery flourish in her books along with a few companion animals to round out the tales.
Colorado is her home; shared with her husband of many moons, a brilliant Chow Chow, a spoiled parrot and a forty-five-year-old box turtle. Any winter evening, you can find her curled up in front of a crackling fire with a good book, a mug of hot chocolate and a big bowl of popcorn.
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