Kringle Chapter 6 Part 2

With Christmas fast approaching, I thought why not ease you all into the spirit of the holiday with ten chapters from my novel, KRINGLE. Yes! Ten free chapters for you to enjoy running Monday through Thursday until November 16th. Hope you enjoy!

To catch up on the story I’ve added the Links to the end of this post.

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Kris poured them coffee. “Moore never met them, but he did meet my great-great grandfather, who influenced the poem. As you know, Dasher is my sleigh lead. Commander of the Famous Eight and the Six-In-Training.”

“I had no idea back-up reindeer existed.”

“We’ve never had to use them. The SIT’s, Nutmeg, Custard, Clover, Bonbon, Delores and Nancy are trained, but often do personal appearances in place of the Famous Eight. Dasher is…well, dashing! Handsome with velvety eyes, he moves with a grace that belies his awesome size. As with any leader he is on duty every waking minute. Dasher’s soul mate is Dancer, a petite sweetheart with a warm laugh who loves to frolic in the playground to Madonna’s Greatest Hits. She has a bond with Scotchie that Dasher envies, though he’s too secure to put the kibosh on their relationship. Even so, Dancer would never end her friendship with Scotchie.”

Robinson nodded. “I’ve heard Dancer is no shrinking violet.”

“Where Dancer is effervescent, her twin is cantankerous. Prancer isn’t a bad guy, just wired differently. When a warm breeze drifts over Grimm County, he’s funny and charming. Why his mood swings are dictated by climate is anyone’s guess. Winter is when he regurgitates his familiar gripe over Dasher being sleigh lead. Prancer thinks the guys should take turns.”

Robinson’s sparse brows rose with interest.

“Vixen is a flirt. Sassy. A troublemaker. She loves to play men against one another for amusement. Vixen is behind the rumor that Blixem has The Complete Idiot’s Guide to Tantric Sex hidden under his mattress.”

Robinson laughed. Kris added, “Dancer dislikes Vixen’s insinuations that she would make Dasher a better girlfriend. Cupid calls Vixen a tæve i løbetid. Loosely translated: female dog. Comet has carried a torch for Dancer for centuries. He dabbles in painting.”

“Painting? He’s an artist?”

Kris gestured to a portrait over the fireplace. “Birth of Dancer. Rumor has it he studied with Botticelli, though he may have fabricated that legend himself to impress Dancer.

“Cupid believes love makes a happy life, but is clever when it comes to marital discord. I once overheard Holly complain to Cupid about me ignoring doctors’ orders to give up sweets. Cupid suggested Holly use reverse psychology. ‘Tell him you no’ care how much sugar he rams down his throat,’ she said. ‘When he’s dead and buried, you’ll be free to marry someone who loves you enough to take care of himself.’ Cupid’s frank advice can be brutal.

“Dunder, our sports enthusiast, organizes the Reindeer Games every spring where they compete in synchronized swimming, volleyball, soccer, gymnastics, track and field, and the end of the day triathlon, comprised of swimming, running and table tennis.

“Blixem, our Metaphysicalist, practices yoga, Zen philosophy, meditates and drives us crazy trying to decipher the meaning of life. He grows lotus blossoms and listens to electronic trance music, also called erotic music, by Klangkraftwelten, usually when he has female company. Perhaps that’s where the tantric sex rumors started.”

Robinson laughed. “Regardless,” Kris continued, “Blixem brings calm when stress threatens Christmas cheer. Before they are harnessed to the sleigh for Eve Delivery, Blixem sponsors what Cooper calls a meditative Om-fest.”

“You’re Santa Claus one night out of the year.” Robinson’s eyes sparkled with childlike interest. “What is your relationship like the other three-hundred and sixty-four days?”

“Dasher has a head for business and pushes me to plan Continent schedules as early as March. Dancer and I have a lighthearted camaraderie, as does Cupid. Depending on the time of year, Prancer and I either exchange tongue-in-cheek insults, or insult jokes. Vixen licks my neck and whispers she’s an animal in bed, which infuriates Holly. Once, she stripped Vixen’s bed of her satin sheets and replaced them with cheap cotton. Comet often invites me to see his latest paintings and to play Euchre. Dunder and I love to argue over opposing teams, no matter what the sport.

“Despite his preference for Zen and peace, Blixem has me and the guys over to watch Red Wing hockey on his sixty-two inch plasma screen. He serves sushi, Ramen noodles and bottles of Stroh’s beer.”

Chapter 1-Part 1  Chapter 1-Part 2.  Chapter 1-Part 3.  Chapter 1-Part 4

Chapter 2-Part 1  Chapter 2-Part 2   Chapter 2-Part 3   Chapter 2-Part 4

Chapter 3-Part 1   Chapter 3-Part 2  Chapter 3-Part 3   Chapter 3-Part 4

Chapter 4-Part 1.   Chapter 4-Part 2  Chapter 4-Part 3  Chapter 4-Part 4

Chapter 5-Part 1   Chapter 5-Part 2   Chapter 5-Part 3  Chapter 5-Part 4

Chapter 6-Part 1

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Holly Kringle has a very full plate. She is Highest Mayor of Polartown and President of Kringle Enterprises–the company that puts the ‘Merry’ in Christmas and the ‘Happy’ in Holidays. She is also the mother of teenagers and wife to Kris Kringle–the World’s Biggest Kid. When the reindeer are poisoned three days before Eve Launch, Holly adds amateur detective to her resume. With just about everyone in Polartown under suspicion, she doesn’t have time to dwell on employee problems, personal family issues, her 50th birthday, or investigate her husband’s highly suspicious behavior. If Dancer dies, her soulmate Dasher won’t want to live without her. And like a pod of whales beaching on the shore, the remaining Famous Eight will surely follow.

10 KRINGLE chapters will post Monday through Thursday until November 16th. Naturally there is my hope that you will be caught up in the story to want to buy the book, either paperback or ebook, and to make it so much more enticing to you, I’ve dropped the prices. Plus every penny of profit will benefit cats from a local colony. All of my fur babies, except for Herman, came from that colony. While I cannot afford to adopt another cat — when I took in Candy, Elly and Chevy over the past 12 months with Els and Chev being FIV+, that brought the Wonderpurr Gang up to 13 — I would never turn away a hungry animal who wanders into my yard, especially in winter.

Hope that sounds enticing to you Christmas novel readers. And if it does, I have created three ways for you to purchase KRINGLE, if you so desire.

KINDLE eBooks – If you enjoy ebooks, KRINGLE is available on Kindle for $3.99 with a generous royalty profit of $2.73 for the kitties.

Amazon.com – You can purchase the paperback for $7.95 where the royalty is .54 (grrr) and shipping is about $4.59.

CREATESPACE – I’ve set up a Createspace store specifically for KRINGLE readers. There the book is priced at $7.95 with a royalty of $2.13 and standard shipping is about $3.59.

I hope you enjoy the ten free chapters. And if you do, please tell your friends. Better yet…buy a book, either as a gift for yourself, or for someone on your gift list who enjoys campy, funny, holiday mysteries.

Love to you all!

Kim, Herman, Dori

and the Wonderpurr Gang

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Kimberley Koz

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