Saje and Dirk meet for a Christmas future...

Hi ya'll. My name is Deborah J Panger and my story, Saje, is coming in Spring of 2009, to the Scarlet Rose line.

I live on the beautiful Mississippi Gulf Coast with my husband, James, and our two pets-Gizmo Killer and Midnight.

Saje:
Blurb:

What could be worse than waking up lonely on May Day? Finding a naked male stranger with wings in your house.That is exactly what Amanda Birchfield discovers when she stumbles out of bed to make her morning coffee. After rousing from a faint, Amanda learns her intruder, Saje, is a trinket-hoarding, seed-spreading bastard of a Woodland Fairy. And he’s brought her a room full of May Day Baskets in hopes she'll trade a little pleasure.Instead of fleeing for her life--or admitting herself to the local looney bin--Amanda is drawn to Saje’s scrumptious body and carefree spirit. But once the brief, but oh-so satisfying sexcapade atop her dining room table is over, he refuses to leave. How will she get rid of him? Or will she want to?

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Recently, through the power of enchantment, faith and our imagination, Saje met up with Dirk, from fellow author and friend-Jennifer Childers' upcoming release, 'Kindertransport'.

Kindersport:
Nurse Erika Lehmier cares almost as a substitute mother for the children housed at Grafeneck Castle. When the SS confiscates Grafeneck, Erika discovers plans to turn the castle into a treatment center that will end the lives of such children with disabilities. Only one of "her" children, Heidi, has no visible handicap and thereby perhaps a chance to escape Nazi destruction. For the rest, can Erika make the heartbreaking decision to give them a peaceful death by her own hand as a loving alternative to the gas chamber? If not, how will they escape? Can she trust Rickard, when he wears an SS uniform?

Read and find out how holiday lessons were learned:

Dirk ran through the forest, his feet tromping heavily through the fallen leaves, small twigs cracked under his weight while sprigs of leaves smacked his face.The forest was the home of the Edelwiess Pirates, a teen resistance group protesting the Nazis. It didn't matter the protest was non violent, the man pursuing him would end the chase with a bullet if he had to.

A shadowed object appeared before him. Sliding on the fallen leaves, Dirk skidded to a halt, weapon drawn.

"I see you require my aid," the stranger declared, ignoring Dirk's weapon. His grayish wings came to rest against his back.

Dirk held his luger steady, this wasn't the man who was chasing him."Aid? Yes I am trying to apprehend a traitor. Did you see which way he went."Dirk strained his eyes against the dark, there was a small gust of wind and a gentle flapping noise as a shadow seemed to fall behind the person. Shadows playing tricks.

"I've been sent to rescue you from harm."

"You're going to keep me from harm?" Gregor smirked. "Harm from whom? The SS has no fear of this rabble" He could only assume the stranger meant the resistance. There was something different about the stranger, Gregor sensed an energy emanating from his presence. Something ancient. Why didn't he know?"What are you?" Dirk asked. He no longer heard the menacing footsteps behind him. Had he eluded capture? Was the stranger one of the SS?

"A Woodland Fae. But nevermind that, I need to get you out of here." Saje knocked the gun away and grabbed onto Dirk's biceps so fast, the man had no time to react before he summoned his magic. The next second, they were back in 2009........

The stranger's voice lulled him for a moment. Woodland fae? He must have hit his head on a branch.'What the?" Dirk was disarmed, before he could reach for the dagger, the stranger gripped his arm, in a merging of light and dark Dirk moved without moving. He whirled on the stranger."Where are we?"

Saje spun the man around to face the scene before them. "Our future." His eyes misted as he looked at his unborn, unnamed children nestled upon Amanda's lap while she told them a bedtime story. Soft lamp light illuminated her dark hair as they all sat on a beige oversized chair. A lump rose in his throat at the beautiful sight.

"Our future? What is this?" Dirk asked, standing still, afraid to disrupt the peace he witnessed.

"My wife and my future family."

Dirk pulled away from his grip and surveyed the room around them. "What does this have to do with me?"

"You are part of their ancestry and my happiness."

"Oh."

Saje stepped beside him. "If you stay on the course you take, you will be killed prior to siring a child. The Nazi's will eventually have you murdered. I cannot allow that. Without your offspring, my wife will not exist in this time."

"The Nazi's will kill me? I am one of them." He was resistance. Even if Dirk fooled the Nazis into believing him loyal his father wasn't. The man hated all the Nazis stood for.

Dirk watched the children for a moment. His gaze shifted to the mother, a silver necklace graced her pale skin, catching the light as she moved. Dirk recognized the edelwiess pendant. It looked like the medal given to his father years ago, it was a medal of honor made to resemble this token of pure love. Dirk reached for the medal in his pocket, his fingers curled around the silver medallion. He handed it to the man."How? Who?" he studied the young woman again. his eyes misted.

Saje turned the medallion in his palm and fingered it's fine silver. He pocketed the treasure for Amanda later. "Hitler, because of your father's beliefs."

"Does my father get killed?" Dirk asked.

"Yes."

Dirk looked him in the eye. "I need to save him."

"And you?"

"Now that I am aware, I can protect myself and him from death." The resistance will continue the fight.

Could he trust him? Saje watched Amanda's face. He loved her so much. He looked at Dirk again. "I will bring you back to save your father, but I keep the medalliion.

Dirk had to face facts. It was possible the Germans could win the war. Self interest aside, he loved his father. His loyalty lost him his best friends, he couldn't lose his father too. All the talk of honor and glory could never replace the man who raised him. He had to try."Keep the medallion. Family honor comes first. I have no future without it."Dirk slipped the medallion into the stranger's hand. He squinted his eyes before the image of the woman and children could fade. Events would pass into history but family was forever.

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I wish you all a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.

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