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Rumours filled every home with talk of unholy creatures owing a life debt to the king’s family, beasts forced to protect the royal bloodline for eternity, enslaved by the silver they wore.

The craving for a mocha latte with extra mocha was pretty intense, and after dealing with the kids all day, I needed a little me-time. I decided to stop by my favorite coffee shop closest to my house and work on an outline for my next book while slurping down a delicious caffeinated liquid—or two. I just wanted peace and quiet, even though I could see the shop was more crowded than I liked; at least no one was screaming “mommy” every two seconds.

Christmas was almost here. It’s my favourite time of year! I love the season's antics. Each room gets decorated with blues, silvers, reds, and greens. The intoxicating scent of pine from the freshly cut tree fills the air. Sara loves to spray that matching air freshener around the house until New Year’s Eve. Brian always tells her to ease up on it; after all, they live in a home, not a forest! But I don’t mind it, nor do the kids—Lizzy and Lucas, five-year-old twins who love