I hope all of my American followers had a wonderful Thanksgiving. We had the flu, but who can be down when the holidays are around the corner?
When I heard one of my favorite Inspirational authors had a new romantic suspense release for December, I signed up to join her media blitz campaign to share the news and her contest! Whether you're buying a tablet this year to try ebooks or you're ready for some fresh, new reads in print or for your Kindle, author Gail Pallotta is definitely one talented, strong Christian to keep on your radar!
Jack Greenthumb finds romance in Fairwilde Kingdom—a different day—a different girl. Then a cruel mystery begins. Dad’s beaten, the family farm destroyed and Jack’s true love, Gwendolyn Bante, kidnapped. Jack’s undercover operation reveals Gwenie’s a captive atop a mountain accessible only by helicopter. Reaching her is a dangerous expedition even for a champion rock climber like Jack. However, a Greenthumb Acres employee plants a miraculous seed from Heaven for the rescue. Suspense mounts as Jack scales the perilous cliff to face a brute and a treacherous descent in this retelling of the fairy tale, Jack and the Beanstalk.
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Excerpt:
Lonely darkness fell around Jack as he slipped into his
harness and put on his climbing shoes. He crept in and out of the moon’s
shadows to the base of the alp and took hold of the strong plant, the itchy
touch of it not a problem, the strength of it boosting his confidence. Fueled
by the fire burning in his heart to find Gwenie, he stepped on the first node
and glanced back. Just one quick look. He didn’t know why. Maybe something in
his psyche wanted to see the ground from whence he’d come one last time in case
he never set foot on it again.
He climbed up the next nodule and the next as fast as his
feet and arms would take him. A sense of leaving the everyday world overwhelmed
him as it always did when he climbed, but this time it wasn’t freeing. An eerie
sensation sent shivers through his bones with every foot he scaled. The
breaking of twigs, crunching of leaves, and howling noises below grew fainter
and fainter as he ascended higher and higher.
“Whooo-whoo.” Halfway up he met an owl that turned its head
in a circle as it sat on the highest limb of a towering oak. He pulled upward
while pushing with his lower body as he passed boulders and scraggly bushes lit
by the stars and moon. He searched with his right hand for the next node, found
it, moved up and placed his foot on the spot where it had been. The jagged
surface on this mountain could rip open a person in an instant, but it was
Jack’s fear for Gwenie that gripped him. The yearning to hold her safe in his
arms seeped deeper into his pores each time he forged upward.
His body ached as he pulled with nerves wound as tight as a
corkscrew for wanting to hurry to the top. Soon his leg muscles cramped. A gray
piece of granite jutting out like the seat of a chair with a slab for a back
tempted him. How could he rest after what he’d done to Gwenie? He had to keep
moving, but what if his arms and legs gave out, and he never reached her? His
head throbbed with decision making.
Just for a second he let go of the living pole. His foot
slipped, and he slid down the precipice, debris rolling, crashing beneath him
until the belay caught the rope and stopped his fall. His head swam as he thrust
the spring-loaded camming device into a crack and anchored the cable. He swung
to his right and sank to the rocky seat. The stones settled below him and
silence filled the darkness where he sat tucked out of the light from Heaven.
Two days ago he was a slap-happy player in love with Gwenie
since childhood, but content to drink life’s single pleasures a while longer.
Now the need to take hold of a more profound passion that seemed as fragile as
one of Dad’s orchids burned in his soul. The breeze whipping around him blew
away images of fast rides through Fairwilde with a blond or a brunette laughing
beside him. He needed Gwenie. Please
Lord, let her be alright waiting for me.
He stretched out his legs then rubbed his palms together.
Upward.
He swung out, grabbed hold of the beanstalk, pulled up with
his hand and pushed with his foot as a blast of strong wind swayed the sturdy
stem. The stars grew dim then disappeared as clouds rolled over them. Raindrops
hit his head while lightning flashed, lighting up the sky—nothing but dark
space as far as he could see. Then the flash.
He pulled up with his hand and pushed with his right
foot—pulled up with his hand and pushed with his right foot again and again
through the black void cut by occasional lightning. The tiny glow from the lamp
on his helmet did little good in this storm. Another burst of air whipped
around him, and the plant quivered. He touched a flat spot. The one Fernando
told him to look for? He moved his fingers around it.
Yes. Relief as strong as the gust that bent the trees swept
over him. The top. He wanted to shout I’m
here Gwenie! into the stormy night over and over, but instead he leaned
forward trying to see a way into the cabin.
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Stay balanced, and throw out the leftover turkey. Now. It's been a week. I won't tell.
~Danielle Thorne
3 comments:
Hi Danielle,
Thanks for having me today and for the kind words.
Hi Danielle,
Thanks for having me today and for your kind words
You are very welcome, and thank you for sharing your new book. It sounds really fun!
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