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The cub, TJ, turned around and waddled to where Trinity was resting. She'd survived against all odds, at least for a little longer. But as Tabitha had said to Ronin earlier that day, "Where there's a will, there's a way. And there is not always an explanation for miracles. You have to live with a little faith."

Well, Ronin figured he lived with a lot of faith these days. He watched little TJ get sidetracked by Ronin's scent and tumbled over toward him. His fat roly-poly body was shiny with a healthy gloss. And damn if there wasn't a slight slate gray-blue tinge to his fur.

Ronin scratched the cub under the chin then sent him back to his mother.

Trinity's engine started to rumble before he got halfway. He yelped at her then charged and barreled into her front paws. She grabbed him, flipped him over and proceeded to clean him.

"It all looks so normal, doesn't it?" he asked Tabitha as she walked back toward him. "Even Tango is okay with the new additions."

"Tango has taken to the two newcomers better than anyone could have expected," she murmured. "Then again, I explained to him what we've all been through."

Ronin grinned. "Like he'd understand that."

"You might be surprised."

He snorted. "I don't even understand everything, so how could he?"

"It’s likely we’ll never understand all the details," she said softly. "And you know something? I think I'm okay with that."

"Considering you gained and lost a cousin on the same day—"

"And learned more than I wanted to about my grandfather."

He sighed. "I didn't do well with betrayal either." In fact, the department was completing a full investigation to see what else Carmichael and Geoff had been involved in. Both were in jail and would do many years. Fez had survived and was yapping pretty loud. The DA's office had cut him a deal to roll over on the others and he'd do his time back East. He'd promised to be a different man from now on. Something about having seen a vision. The DA thought he was nuts, but as long as he held up in cross-examination during the trial, they didn't care.

Ronin understood that Fez's vision had been seeing Tabitha inside Trinity. If Tabitha had helped yet another person to have a better life, then it was all good.

Tabitha wrapped her arms around his waist and looked up at him, a loving smile on her face. He was never going to get tired of that look. He bent down and dropped a kiss on her forehead.

"And through it all, I found you," she said.

"I was always here," he protested. "Always."

"But a little reserved, a little on the sidelines. Interested but not involved."

"Yeah, that sure changed." He grinned. "I'm all in now." He'd even seen vestiges of other cats that had lived here before. Tobias for one. Ronin now realized Tobias's ghost was one of the energies he'd sensed early on, adding to his haunted feeling.

"And that's the way it should be."

"You're sure Mr. Boots is gone, huh?" He asked yet again.

Tabitha was healing, Trinity was healing, and he himself was healing. But damn it, it bugged the hell out of him that Mr. Boots had been there – waiting for him all his life – and he hadn't known. Now that he understood that, he thought it was unfair Mr. Boots was gone.

And then he heard it.

A tiny, faint meow.

Tabitha raised her head from his shoulder and laughed delightedly. She whispered in his mind,
Remember, energy never disappears. It only changes form.

There on the floor was a black and white ball of energy beside TJ. Beside, around, over and on top of the sleeping cub.

Then the meow came again. The black and white energy shifted, a long ghostly paw stretching out over the cub before sinking back down to curl up and sleep.

"Mr. Boots!"

S
everal weeks later, a laughing group entered the large theater. Tonight was a special session with the Portland Symphony Orchestra featuring a series of visiting musicians. Stefan held the door open for several women, all special friends in his life. Dr. Maddy dropped a kiss on his cheek as she entered with her partner, Drew, at her side. This was the first time he'd had so many of his friends in one place.

Shay linked arms with Stefan. He smiled down at her. Stefan had always been reclusive, and he still had trouble understanding how his life had suddenly become so full.

You love it.
Tabitha stood in front of him, and Ronin, tall and strong, stood relaxed at her side.

Ha, says who?

Tabitha laughed, mysteriously.
Your time will come.

He rolled his eyes and followed the group to their seats.

The lights dimmed almost immediately. He settled back to listen.

He needed this relaxing time. They all did. There'd been so much pain and panic in all of their lives, it was important to take time to enjoy the good things about life when they could. And tonight was one of those times.

Stefan didn't have a musical bone in his body. But he adored listening to all different kinds of music. It called to him in the same way colors sent him running to his canvases. The urge to create surged through him as the notes swelled and filled the theatre. The house was packed tonight, and he could easily see why.

He closed his eyes and leaned his head back, letting the powerful notes roll over him.

When the song changed, he didn't bother opening his eyes; he just waited, suspended in joy and peace.

The delicate, haunting sounds of a harp filled the air, rolling in waves across his skin. Goosebumps rose and he shivered both in joy and fascination. Who could create such beauty? Who had such power, such talent?

Beside him, he heard Tabitha gasp. Then Ronin made a comment, followed by several others who murmured in delight.

Stefan frowned, but he opened his eyes to see what they were reacting to.

Colors floated on the ethers, wide lazy bands and narrow bouncing waves. One color, then several other colors danced and played throughout the theater. Filling it with life, with joy, with happiness.

He leaned forward, amazed. It was stunning.

Dr. Maddy murmured, "It's the harpist."

Stefan followed the ribbons of colored energy back to the source and turned to study the musician. And froze. He didn't need to see the details of her face. He knew them. He didn't need to see her energy; he knew it well.

It was
her.
His beloved. The other half of himself.

And a perfect stranger.

Shay, ever perceptive, said, "I believe Tabitha mentioned that now it was
your
time – your time for love."

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Death had touched anthropologist Jade Hansen in Haiti once before, costing her an unborn child and perhaps her very sanity.

A year later, determined to face her own issues, she returns to Haiti with a mortuary team to recover the bodies of an American family from a mass grave. Visiting his brother after the quake, independent contractor Dane Carter puts his life on hold to help the sleepy town of Jacmel rebuild. But he finds it hard to like his brother's pregnant wife or her family. He wants to go home, until he meets Jade – and realizes what's missing in his own life. When the mortuary team begins work, it's as if malevolence has been released from the earth. Instead of laying her ghosts to rest, Jade finds herself confronting death and terror again.

And the man who unexpectedly awakens her heart – is right in the middle of it all.

It's the first day of Ninna's job in the local animal shelter...and a dog is talking to her. Not just any dog...a fat, old, smart-alecky Basset Hound who says his name is Mosey.

She can't quit, she needs this job. And then there's the yummy vet. Who turns out to live across the street from her in a much bigger house than her tiny house. Big enough to hold a few animals – including the mouthy Mosey. With all this going on, she doesn't have time to worry about the rash of break-ins and the sense of being watched. She's too busy worrying that she's nuts.

When Ninna agrees to dog sit for the cute vet from work, she sees it as a trial at being a pet owner and a way to build on her budding relationship with the vet. For Mosey, this weekend means time to get to know each other.

For the stalker who's tracking Ninna's movements, it means…opportunity.

Dale Mayer is a prolific multi-published writer. She's best known for her Psychic Visions series. Besides her romantic suspense/thrillers, Dale also writes paranormal romance and crossover young adult books in several different genres. To go with her fiction, she also writes nonfiction in many different fields with books available on resume writing, companion gardening and the U.S. mortgage system. She has recently published her Career Essentials Series. All her books are available in digital and print formats.

Family Blood Ties Series

Vampire in Denial

Vampire in Distress

Vampire in Design

Vampire in Deceit

Vampire in Defiance

Family Blood Ties Trilogy : Books 1-3

Design series

Dangerous Designs

Deadly Designs

Darkest Designs

Design Series Trilogy

Standalone

In Cassie's Corner

Gem Stone

Psychic Vision Series:

Tuesday's Child

Hide'n Go Seek

Maddy's Floor

Garden of Sorrow

Knock, Knock...

Rare Find

Psychic Visions Set, Books 1-3

By Death Series

Touched by Death

Haunted By Death

Second Chances...at Love Series

Second Chances

Other Books:

Romance x3: An Anthology

It's a Dog's Life

Sian's Solution - a Family Blood Ties short story

Riana's Revenge - a fantasy short story

Non-fiction:

Career Essentials: The Resume

Career Essentials: The Cover Letter

Career Essentials: The Interview

Career Essentials: 3 in 1