Christmas for a Goddess E-Book

S.E. Smith

• Herausgeber: Montana Publishing LLC
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Serie: Dragon Lords of Valdier
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 136

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022

Beschreibung

Sometimes, even a Goddess needs a touch of magic…

Aikaterina has lived since the dawn of time. Her species was born at the same time as the universe, yet she yearns for something more. Her experiences with the Valdier, Sarafin, Curizan, and especially the Dragonlings, has left her craving something she never expected—a sense of belonging.

Bear Running Wolf is shocked when he discovers a beautiful, alien woman standing in the snow-covered woods on Paul Groves’ Ranch. He knows that not all the visitors to the ranch are human… he just never expected to meet a woman from another world.

Two lonely and lost souls from different worlds have only one wish—not to be alone. Can the magic of Christmas heal them, even if it is only for a short time?

Leseprobe

CHRISTMAS FOR A GODDESS

DRAGON LORDS OF VALDIER NOVELLA

S.E. SMITH

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

I would like to thank my husband, Steve, for believing in me and being proud enough of me to give me the courage to follow my dream. I would also like to give a special thank you to my sister and best friend, Linda, who not only encouraged me to write, but who also read the manuscript. Also, to my other friends who believe in me: Julie, Jackie, Christel, Sally, Jolanda, Lisa, Laurelle, Debbie, and Narelle. The girls that keep me going!

And a special thanks to Paul Heitsch, David Brenin, Samantha Cook, Suzanne Elise Freeman, PJ Ochlan, Vincent Fallow, L. Sophie Helbig, and Hope Newhouse—the outstanding voices behind my audiobooks!

– S. E. Smith

CONTENTS

Copyright

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Epilogue

Afterword

Additional Books

About the Author

Science Fiction Romance

CHRISTMAS FOR A GODDESS: A DRAGON LORDS OF VALDIER NOVELLA

Copyright © 2022 by S. E. Smith

First E-Book Published December 2022

Cover Design by Melody Simmons

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED: This literary work may not be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, including electronic or photographic reproduction, in whole or in part, without express written permission from the author.

All characters, places, and events in this book are fictitious or have been used fictitiously, and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, actual events, locales, or organizations are strictly coincidental.

Summary: A Goddess shares a special Christmas with a human man that gives her a gift she never expects—love.

ISBN: (Paperback): 978-1-959584-11-7

ISBN: (eBook): 978-1-959584-10-0

Published in the United States by Montana Publishing, LLC and SE Smith of Florida Inc.

{Romance (love, family, friendship) – Action/Adventure – Fantasy – Contemporary – Paranormal – Science Fiction Romance.}

www.sesmithfl.com

SYNOPSIS

Sometimes, even a Goddess needs a touch of magic…

Aikaterina has lived since the dawn of time. Her species was born at the same time as the universe, yet she yearns for something more. Her experiences with the Valdier, Sarafin, Curizan, and especially the Dragonlings, has left her craving something she never expected—a sense of belonging.

Bear Running Wolf is shocked when he discovers a beautiful, alien woman standing in the snow-covered woods on Paul Groves’ Ranch. He knows that not all the visitors to the ranch are human… he just never expected to meet a woman from another world.

Two lonely and lost souls from different worlds have only one wish—not to be alone. Can the magic of Christmas heal them, even if it is only for a short time?

CHAPTERONE

Earth:

Aikaterina lifted her face to the soft, fluffy flakes of snow. In her current form, she could only sense what they might feel like. Her species could take on a multitude of forms, allowing them to observe the thousands of species that lived throughout the multiverses. Currently, she was more like the mist that made up the ice crystals that coated the trees and ground than the physical form that made up humans here on Earth.

Her form shimmered, almost disappearing for a moment. She focused, pulling the energy surrounding her closer to keep from fading completely away. She was dying—at least dying in the way most species would think of it. Her kind did not think of death in the same way. They simply… no longer existed. They returned to the energy of the stars from which they were created.

I’ve lived for trillions of years, but it seems like a blink of an eye. There is still so much I wish to see… to observe, she reflected, gazing with appreciation at the beauty surrounding her.

She glided across the uneven, snow-covered ground, unhindered. A rabbit, sensing something unusual was in the forest, bolted across the wintery ground. The rabbit startled a young buck who stood frozen. The buck warily searched the surrounding area for any danger. A shiver caused his skin to ripple over taut muscles.

I mean you no harm.

She sent the calming waves of reassurance to the wild creature. The buck lifted his head and sniffed the air. Aikaterina materialized a few feet from the wary animal. She chose the same appearance that she used with the children of Valdier. It was a cross between the human form and the Valdier. Her complexion still had a touch of gold to it, making her skin exude a slight glow, as if she had spent a lot of time in the sun. Her hair was long, black as midnight, and fell like a curtain down her back. She wore a white gown, the same color as the surrounding landscape. A long white coat that touched the ground shielded her from the elements.

“You are a curious beast,” she murmured, reaching out to stroke his forehead.

The buck rubbed his head against her hand as if in agreement. Aikaterina felt the creature shiver under her touch. It was curious… but it was also in pain. Blood seeped from a wound near its right shoulder. She ran her hand over the area, disintegrating the bullet embedded in the muscle and healing the damage it had done. The beast looked at her with wide, curious eyes, as if trying to understand who, or what, she was. She sent another wave of comfort to the buck when he nudged her with his nose as if to thank her for her help.

The snap of a branch sounded through the quiet forest and the buck restlessly stepped back, turning his head toward the direction of the noise. Aikaterina knew about the hunter’s presence from the moment she appeared. She lifted her hand, sending a flurry of snow swirling into the air. The white-out concealed the buck as he escaped deeper into the woods.

* * *

Bear Running Wolf lowered his head and shielded his eyes from the flurry of snow that suddenly blew up in a blinding veil of white. Crouching down, he studied the speckles of blood and the deer tracks in the snow that he had been following all afternoon with growing anger. As assistant ranch foreman for the Grove Ranch, he helped keep the ranch running smoothly and safely.

Earlier there had been three separate sets of tracks, two human and the one belonging to a large buck. He had dealt with the human ones—along with the help of the sheriff. Now, he needed to see if he could help the buck.

Regret filled him. He hoped the deer’s wound was minor and it would heal. His biggest concern was that the wound would lead to a slow, agonizing death.

He had just caught a glimpse of the buck when he stepped on a branch, buried under the layer of fresh snow. The loud snap made him wince. He looked up to see if the noise had startled the buck when the sudden swirl of snow obscured his view.

He lowered his head to protect his face from the frigid ice crystals. When the unexpected swirl faded, he lifted his head and scanned the snow-covered area. The scene looked like a Christmas card with the rolling slopes and snow-laden trees. The collection of Ponderosa Pine, Plains Cottonwood, Bur Oak, Quaking Aspen, Chokecherry, and shrubs all covered in snow was beautiful.

He rubbed his gloved hands together and sighed. Christmas was in two days and a foot of fresh snow had fallen last night. He had been out on his routine survey to make sure everything was good when he saw the fancy four-wheel drive GMC truck with the custom paint job along one of the fire-break roads. He knew who it belonged to—Atkins Holbert. Atkins was the son of the local bank president and the grandson of a State Representative. He was also an all-around first-class jerk who had never grown out of his high school mentality of thinking he was better than everyone else.

Atkins crossed the line when he stepped onto Paul Grove’s property. There were no hunting signs posted all along the fence line and every local knew better than to step onto the ranch without first checking in with either himself or Mason Andrews, the ranch foreman. There were things—and people—that came and went on the Grove ranch that weren’t meant to be seen by others.

A brief flash of pain and regret flashed through Bear. With a sharp shake of his head, he pushed the emotions away and rose to his feet. He didn’t have time for distractions. He needed to find the buck and make sure that it would survive.

As he rose, a movement to his right caught his attention and his eyes widened in surprise. A woman stood in the snow. He was so surprised by the vision of her, that he lifted a hand to rub it across his eyes to see if he was hallucinating. He blinked and she was still there.

She had her back to him so he couldn’t see her face. She was wearing a long white coat that shimmered in the faint, late afternoon sunlight filtering through the barren trees. The hem was decorated with thousands of tiny diamond-like crystals resembling the shapes of snowflakes. The hood of the coat was edged with soft fur. Her hands were bare and he had an insane impulse to cup them between his and warm them.

All the air in his lungs expelled when she looked over her shoulder at him with a serene expression, completely unfazed by his presence. Eyes the color of the night sky stared back at him. They were so dark, he couldn’t tell if they were black or just a rich, dark chocolate. Skin, touched by the sun and as smooth as satin screamed to be caressed. Wisps of her black hair peeked out from under the white hood, creating a dramatic contrast. His gaze lowered to her lips. They were slightly parted. In the back of his mind, he registered that there was no breath-fog when she breathed.

He slowly walked toward her, afraid that she would disappear before he reached her. There was something… ethereal… about her. If he had any doubt in his mind that she might not be one of the aliens that sometimes visited the ranch, they disappeared when he looked into her eyes again and swore he could see the reflection of stars and planets in them.

“I… Mason didn’t tell me that… anyone was coming to visit,” he said in a voice that had grown hoarse.

The woman tilted her head and studied him a moment before she turned to look ahead of her again. He followed her gaze. His eyes widened when he saw the large buck standing a short distance away—watching them.

“The buck… I need to see if he’s hurt,” he said.

“He was, but he is no longer,” her voice held a hint of disapproval in it that took him by surprise.

Her flashing eyes looked him over him once more, pausing on the rifle he was carrying over his shoulder. He realized that she must think that he shot the deer. He shook his head.

“I was tracking him, but I wasn’t the one who shot him. Wait a minute… what do you mean he is no longer hurt?” he asked with a frown.

“That he is no longer injured. There is a sense of serenity here. I can understand why Paul, Trisha, and the dragonlings enjoy coming to this world,” she murmured.

“Dragonlings… Okay, I think I missed that visit, though I remember Chad mentioning something about kids called dragonlings appearing right before his sister, Sandy, moved away,” he said.

“Ah, yes. The story of the Lonely Dragon. The Dragonlings helped Sandra heal Jarak Draken’s, a Valdier dragon-shifter, heart,” she replied with a serene smile.

“Okay, yeah. I guess. Chad just said that Sandy met a guy she used to work with and that they fell in love and moved back to Washington, D.C..”

“Who harmed the creature?” she asked.

Bear frowned again, thrown off by the question. He looked at the buck who was moving off into the woods. Dried blood coated the buck’s right shoulder.

“A guy from town named Atkins Holbert and a friend of his decided to trespass and illegally hunt. They aren’t going to have a very good Christmas,” he replied. “So… you are from—” He pointed upward.

She followed the movement of his hand. Her serene expression never changed. She nodded.

“Yes, I’m from… up there,” she replied.

Bear’s eyes remained locked on her face. He was intrigued by the slight, mysterious smile that curved her lips. Hell, he was intrigued by her lips.

“I’m Bear… Bear Running Wolf. I’m the assistant ranch foreman for Paul Grove’s ranch,” he introduced.

Her lips parted and she studied his face before she responded. “I am… Aikaterina.”

He smiled and extended his hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Aikaterina.”

CHAPTERTWO

Aikaterina studied the human male. The only ones she had ever really interacted with were the children. She had briefly communicated with the human women, but never as she was with the human named Bear.

“Your name… is that not what one of the beasts of your planet is called?” she inquired.

He chuckled and grinned. “Yeah. Most people think I’m named after my animal spirit. In truth, my mom said she named me Bear because it felt like she was giving birth to one. I was a big baby.”

She returned his smile. While she didn’t completely understand everything he was explaining, she knew enough to know that his mother had a sense of humor. From his laughter and the shimmer of amusement in his eyes, he did as well.

She liked his eyes. There were a warm, rich brown that reminded her of the coloring on the buck. She held her hand out when thick, fluffy flakes of snow began to fall again. Her lips parted as the flakes collected in her hand. She had seen snow on a thousand different worlds; yet, this time seemed… different.

Surprise… another unfamiliar emotion swept through her when a warm hand covered hers in a gentle grasp. She studied Bear’s large hand. There were scars on his knuckles and a place that looked like his flesh had been burned.

“You’ve been hurt,” she said, stepping closer and lifting his hand closer to her.

“A few scrapes and burns. It comes from life on a ranch,” he said.

She looked at him. “May I ask you something, Bear?” she inquired.

He released a short, sharp laugh and shrugged. “Yeah, I guess so. I’m not sure you’ll like the answer if you want the truth.”

“I do… want the truth.”

He nodded. “Then, fire away. What would you like to ask?”

“If you had one wish, what would it be?”

He frowned and absently rubbed her hand with his thumb. “That’s a bit of a loaded question. Is it like the one wish that a genie could grant, or is it one of those deep questions that people ask themselves and can never answer?”

The laugh that bubbled up from deep inside her startled her. As it grew, so did the power surrounding her until she was glowing with it. The smile on Bear’s face wavered before he stared at her with a slightly awed expression. She lifted her hand until her palm pressed against his.

“That is a question I’m afraid that you will have to answer. What do you want Bear? At this moment in time?” she quietly asked.

He was silent for a moment. His gaze locked with hers until she was the one who felt as if she were falling into the depths of his eyes. Time slowed until the snowflakes fell as if in slow motion around them. Each tiny ice crystal forming its unique delicate pattern.

“Hot chocolate. Would you like some?”

She tilted her head and silently pondered his offer before she nodded. “Yes, I believe I would like to try some.”

He threaded his fingers through hers and nodded back the way he came. “I left my snowmobile a short distance from here.”