Time travel is a
fantasy. Isn't it?
Not anymore… Nicole traveled to 1812 and left something behind.
Now, she’ll risk everything to return. Unfortunately, it’s not that easy.
She can’t come and go at will and there’s no guarantee where she’ll end
up if she does go back. Nevertheless, her love for Flaming Arrow far outweighs the
risks.
Sam is a modern day Shaman who agrees to help. In a twisted leap of
fate, Nicole’s best friend Tracy goes along and they find themselves running
for their lives.
Now, Nicole has three goals. Locate her soulmate. Convince Tracy she's
still married, despite the fact her husband hasn't been born yet. And, get them
home alive.
Excerpt...
Nicole shook her head to recall the last
thing she remembered. When she blacked out, Tracy was beside her. That meant
she was inside the perimeter as she began her journey into the past. It
explained why they were both in 1812. Poor Tracy. She didn’t have a clue.
“Tracy, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for you
to come with me.”
Tracy stretched high over her head and
yawned, obviously still oblivious to the situation. “Are we in a wagon?”
“Yes.” Nicole nodded slowly.
Tracy chuckled then looked confused as her
eyes darted around the dimly lit quarters. “When did you get a wagon? I don’t
remember—” She stopped in mid-sentence and her mouth gaped open when a gunshot
exploded from outside.
Nicole covered her ears to muffle the
sounds that followed. Only faintly hearing hooves pound the ground, women and
children scream and men shout in desperation.
“Is that smoke?” Tracy asked in a
high-pitched tone. “Are we on fire?”
Nicole read her lips and looked to where
she pointed. A gray billowy cloud materialized inside the wagon like an apparition
and instantly stung her eyes.
Nicole buried her nose in the sleeve of
her dress then pulled back briefly to cough out a command for Tracy to do the
same. Right away, she saw blood on her sleeve.
In an attempt to escape before flames
engulfed the canvas overhead, she grabbed Tracy’s arm, pulled her to her feet
and drug her to the back of the wagon. They had to go. Now.
“Wait!” Tracy jerked her arm free in
protest. “Where are we? Don’t lie. By the looks of it, I’m guessing— Are we in
1812?”
Nicole heard her gasp when she confirmed
her suspicions with a quick nod.
“Are-Are you serious?” Tracy stuttered. “I
don’t want to be in 1812! Okay Niki, you made your point. I believe you can
travel in time. I’ll never doubt you again. Now, let’s go home.”
“We have to go all right. We’re under
attack.” Nicole mumbled inches from Tracy’s face. “Home isn’t an option right
now.”
Author Tammy
Tate
Tammy Tate was born and raised in Hollywood,
Florida but has lived most of her adult life in
Texas. Her passion to write began in high
school. It follows her everywhere she goes...creating a world where anything is
possible. She's been married to the same wonderful man for over thirty years.
Her secret to a long marriage? It's easy when you marry your best friend. In
her world, Friday night is still date night.
Before she became a full-time author, she was
an Executive Secretary, a Computer Consultant/Technician, and a Communications
Officer (Police Dispatcher). She doesn't mind a challenge which has allowed her
to race a late-model in a women's powder puff race, run barrels and poles in a
play-day rodeo and drive an 18-wheeler. Somewhere in between, she and her
husband raised three wonderful children. When she's not breathing life into her
characters or jotting down ideas for a new book, she and her husband are
exploring country roads on their Honda Gold Wing.
Since she believes reading is the next best
thing to writing, she enjoys romance, fantasy, science fiction and thrillers.
In December of 2013, she signed her first book contract with a traditional
publisher. Her books have made Amazon's Best Seller list.
Above all, she loves to hear from you…
Connect with Tammy
Email: authortammytate@aol.com
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Thank you Angela!
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