Falling Off Her Dragon
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Everything was great. She had an award-winning brew, her Palomino Harras was thriving, and she was having a great hair day. Talk about having it all – Brandywine Gabbard was living her best life and lovin’ every minute of it. At least, that was her story, and she was stickin’ to it.
Who knew stopping Paulie the Pooka from absconding with the newest recipe of No More Dragon Ass Cider from Brandywine Brewery would land her and her Mate - who shall remain nameless - in Purgatory? Who knew Pookas were the booze deliverymen of the Underworld? Who woulda thought the Copacabana was the hoppin' place to party in Hades?
Now, all the beer-guzzling bad guys are out for blood, she has to work with the man who broke her heart, and some gorgeous chick dressed in vintage Chanel claims to be the Omnipotent Being known as Fate - but She can't help a sister out because that would be breaking the rules. Some days it just doesn’t pay to get out of bed.
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From the bottom of my big, ole Southern Heart,
THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!
Without YOU, the Reader, I would be lost!
And these crazy Dragons, well, they just wouldn’t know what to do with themselves.
Somewhere along this journey, I wrote these words:
I was born with a love for all people everywhere, a vivid imagination, and the gift of gab! So, even though it took forty-six years, I finally found what I was meant to be–A STORYTELLER!
It not only allows the characters in my head to tell their fantastic tales, but I get to meet the most AMAZING people. (YES! THAT’S YOU! The wonderful person who’s reading these words right this minute!)
Suffice it to say, you have made every word I write possible and for that~I will never have the proper words to THANK YOU!!!
OH! One more thing! In case you don’t know, I LOVE STALKERS! The easiest place to find all my links is at JuliaMillsAuthor.com!
Take Care!
Read Lots!
And ALWAYS Dare to Dream!
XOXO, Julia
