THE ANGEL AND THE WARRIOR, Tradepaper Give-away Today


Today is the day!  On April 7, 2015, Tradepaper copy of THE ANGEL AND THE WARRIOR goes on sale.  And today I will be giving away a free copy of the Tradepaper copy of THE ANGEL AND THE WARRIOR to some lucky blogger, a $16.00 value.   There is a restriction.  It is limited to the United States only.  Here is a link to to go to in order to look at the blurb of the book, as well as an excerpt.  Also, both the e-book and the Tradepaper are on sale at the moment.  Here is the link:

AngelAndTheWarrior-The-CoverAs always, in order to claim your prize, you must come back to the site tomorrow and look to see if you are the winner.  If you have won, instructions will be given on how to contact me so that the book can be sent to you.  But you must contact me in order to claim your prize.

All right.  So with that said, let’s have a look at what I consider to be one of the most fascinating parts of this book, and of this series. This is the first book in THE LOST CLAN series.  Now, this series is set not only within historical times, but within the framework  of American Indian Mythology.  There is a character in this series of four books which is caught in all four books, and that character is the Thunderer.

The Thunder Being (or sometimes referred to as the Thunder Bird or Thunder God or Thunderer) is central to these stories.   His anger has been stirred by acts of violence against himself and his children by a clan that is part of the Blackfoot Indians – The Lost Clan.  Interestingly, the Thunder thCACKC4HUBeing plays a dominant role in most Native American tribes — perhaps because when one is living so closely to nature, the Thunderer, who can produce so much damage, would be a subject of much legend.  In this series of books, the Lost Clan has been  relegated into the “mist” by the Creator, who intervened on the people’s behalf when the Thunderer was bent on destroying every single member of the clan.  Imprisoned within that mist, each band within the Lost Clan is given a chance within every new generation to choose a boy to go out into the real world, who is charged with the task of undoing the curse, thus freeing his people from what would be an everlasting punishment (they are neither real, nor dead).  But, not only must the boy be brave and intelligent (there are puzzles to solve within every book), he must also show kindness to the enemy.

th[2]Let’s have a look at the Thunderer and some of the different lore about this being.  In Blackfeet lore, the Thunderer often steals women.  He can take the image of a very large bird — his wings creating the thunder and his eyes shooting out the lightning.  In Lakota lore, if one dreams about the Thunder god, he becomes a backwards person.   He must do everything backwards.  He washes in sand, become dirty in water, walks backwards, says exactly what he doesn’t mean, etc., etc.  The dream is so powerful that it is thought that if one fails to do these things, he courts certain death.  In THE ANGEL AND THE WARRIOR, the hero is desperate because he only has until his 30th birthday to undo the curse, and the hero of the story is 29, with only a few months left to accomplish what he must.  Relying on visions and dreams, he is drawn toward a woman with hair the color of starlight.  But he regards her and his growing feelings toward her, as little more than a distraction.

thumbnail[5]There is also a legend of the Thunder Being in the Iroquois Nation.  In this legend, a young woman becomes the bride of the Thunderer and through him saves her village from a huge snake that burrows under her village, thus endangering the lives of everyone in her village.  There is still another legend about the Thunder which you can watch on the Movie called Dream Makers — well, I think that’s the name of the movie (if I am wrong about that name, please do correct me).   In this legend, which is also an Eastern Indian tribe, a young woman marries the Thunderer and goes to live with him in the above world, only to be returned to her own world when she becomes pregnant with his child.

stortell[1]What is very, very interesting to me is how many and how vast are the lores of Native America.  Though we often hear or even study the ancient lore of the Greeks, seldom do we read much our own lore — the mythology that belongs intimately with this land we call America — which by the way, to the Native Americans on the East Coast, America is known as Turtle Island.   Fascinatingly, there is a story for almost every creature on this continent, from the crow to the sparrow to the coyote (the trickster), the wolf and bear.  There are legends about the stars, the Big Dipper hosts legends about the Great Bear (Iroquois) and the Seven Brothers and their sister (Cheyenne and Blackfeet).  There are still other stories about the Morning Star and the Evening Star and marriages between the Gods and mortals.

In closing, I thought I’d post a short excerpt from the book.



He stared at her, and in his eyes, Angelia thought she saw a spark of…laughter?

“After all, what trouble could there be, since a man and his wife are often seen alone together?”

Angelia wasn’t certain she had heard Swift Hawk correctly. “What was that again?”

He shrugged. “What?”

“What you just said.”

He gave her a perfectly innocent look and repeated, “Your brother is over by that ridge, trying to discover who trails him.”

“No, not that—that other thing.”

“You mean about my wife and I being alone?”

“That’s it. That’s the one. Your wife? You have a wife?” she asked, feeling more than a little confused.

He said, “Certainly I have a wife.”

She sent him a sideways scowl. “I don’t believe you. Where is this person?”

He grinned. “Right here beside me.”

“Wait a minute. How can I be your wife?”

“Very easily, I think.”

Angelia sat for a moment, dazed. How could this be? On one hand, she was cheered that Swift Hawk was, indeed, very much interested in her. On the other hand, she realized she should have been worrying less and practicing more of exactly what she should say to this man.

Was this what he’d meant when he’d said they belonged to one another? Marriage?

Aloud, she said, “Swift Hawk, have I missed something? I don’t remember a marriage ceremony between us.”

Swift Hawk frowned. “You do not remember? And yet recalling those moments we spent together is forever here.” He pointed to his head, and then to his heart.

“Moments? What are you talking about?”

“You do not remember.” He tsk-tsked.

Angelia grimaced, placing a hand on her forehead, as if to ease the spinning sensation. “There must be something here I don’t understand, because I don’t recall a thing.”

“Ah, then I should refresh your memory. But…surely you do not wish me to do this…” he made a mock glance around him, “…where others might overhear us, or see us.”

“Swift Hawk, please. Be serious.”

“I am.”

She shook her head. “Have you gone crazy?”

“Perhaps, for my wife treats me as though I am nothing more to her than a…” he drew his brows together, looking for all the world as if he were in deep thought, “…friend.”

“You are a friend.”

Haa’he, that I am…plus more. Now, I have something else to tell you, and for a moment, I would ask that we forget all this, switch our duties and I will be a teacher and you will be my pupil.”

“Why?” she asked, still feeling bewildered and having difficulty following his line of thought.

“Because I have a problem in mathematics for you.”

“Swift Hawk, please, we are not doing our lessons now. We are having a discussion about…about…”

Swift Hawk shrugged. “All right. If you do not wish to hear this problem, I will not bore you with it.”

Angelia blew out her breath. “Very well. Tell me.”

“No, I do not wish to disturb you with it…at least not now.”

She sighed heavily. “I’m sorry, all right? I… It’s only that you’ve said some things that have…surprised me, things I don’t understand, and frankly, you’re speaking about a subject that must be discussed by us in greater detail. But by all means, let me hear this problem that you have with mathematics first.”

He ignored the sarcasm in her voice and gave her a look that could have been innocent, but it wasn’t. Before she could decide what he was up to, he said, “Tell me, what is the result when you add a man, a woman, and a morning spent together in each other’s arms?”

“Shh. Swift Hawk. What are you doing? Say that quietly.”

“Very well.” Lowering his voice, he whispered, “What do you get when you add—”

“I heard you the first time. Swift Hawk, really, it…it…wasn’t like that… It was…” She stopped, for she seemed incapable of uttering another word.

Now was the time. Now she should tell him.

Angelia opened her mouth to speak, took a deep breath, then held it. How in the name of good heaven could she begin?

She shut her mouth, thinking, summoning her nerve to say what must be said.

Swift Hawk leaned in toward her. “Ah, I can see that you understand. Now you must observe that all of these things, added together, equals a marriage, does it not?”

“No, it—” Angelia shook her head, exhaling sharply. “It does not equal marriage. There was no ceremony.” She said every word distinctively. “But let’s not quibble. Not now. Not here, where we might be overhead. Besides, we forget that Julian might be in trouble. Now, if you would be so kind as to lead me to my brother, I would be much beholden.”

“How beholden?”

Angelia rolled her eyes. “Please, will you take me to him?”

“Yes, my wife,” said Swift Hawk seriously, though she could have sworn that a corner of his mouth lifted upward in a smile. “Truly, my wife, I will do anything you say.”

“Please, if you must say that, say it softly.”

“Very well.” Leaning up onto his elbows, Swift Hawk spoke quietly, for her ears alone, “Yes, my wife. I am yours to command, my wife.”

Angelia raised an eyebrow. “You are mine to command?”

“It is so.”

“Good. Then I command you not to speak to me of this again.”

Smiling, Swift Hawk inclined his head. “Very well. I will show you instead how eager I am to please you.” He held out a hand toward her.

Angelia rolled away. “Swift Hawk!” she uttered sharply, under her breath. “Stop this at once. Just…just take me to my brother.”

“Yes, my wife. Anything you say, my wife…”


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KAREN KAY aka GEN BAILEY is the multi-published author of American Indian Historical Romances. She has written for such prestigious publishers as AVON/HarperCollins, Berkley/Penguin/Putnam and Samhain Publishing. KAREN KAY’S great grandmother was Choctaw Indian and Kay is honored to be able to write about the American Indian Culture.
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56 thoughts on “THE ANGEL AND THE WARRIOR, Tradepaper Give-away Today”

  1. Wow! I definitely want to read The Angel and the Warrior, thank you for the excerpt.

    I often thought it would be interesting to learn legends of the Native American tribes. Thank you for sharing.

    Smiles & Blessings,
    Cindy W.

    countrybear52 AT yahoo DOT com

  2. I always enjoy reading your Native American stories and legends.

    The Menominee held their meetings on the land where our house resides so I’m always checking out facts about their history and beliefs.

    The Menominee Native American’s believe in a “THUNDER- BIRD” -Thunder is caused by the beating of their enormous wings, and they can shoot lightning from their eyes. Although thunder-birds are very powerful beings, they rarely bother humans, and were treated with reverence by Menominee people.

    Creator/GOD = Maeci-Manetow is a divine spirit with no human form or attributes (including gender) and is never personified in Menominee folklore.

    They had two water monsters: Maeci-Kenupik an underwater horned serpent and Mashe-Namak the Big Sturgeon or Great Fish. Lake Winnebago still has some of these huge, ugly fish.

    • Hi Laurie!

      What an interesting comment. Really enjoyed reading about the Menominee tribe. It’s interesting, also, to me that they, too, have a legend of the Thunderbird. Makes me wonder if in the long ago past, when strange creatures roamed the land, if these legends didn’t start then — from the real thing.

      There is also the fact that years ago, divers in the lake in Montana — St. Mary’s Lake — found fish so big that they were scared of them and vowed to never dive there again. Interesting…

    • You know, Jean, I really agree with you on the covers — these are some of the most beautiful covers I’ve ever had. And THE ANGEL AND THE WARRIOR is among my favorite.

      And thanks for the compliment on my stories. : )

  3. Yes my wife, anything you say my wife… 🙂 made me smile.. I’d love to win a copy & get to read your book..
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    • Hi Jean!

      Yeah, me, too! One of the covers that I have coming out soon is so beautiful and so expressive, it takes my breath away. : ) Can’t wait for when that book comes out.

  4. I knew nothing about the Thunder Being but it’s all very fascinating. I do believe there is a reason that probably has gotten lost over the years for legends and that there is always a grain of truth to them. Also just loved the excerpt!!

    • Hi Catslady!

      I think you’re right. I think there’s a reason for the legends, also, and probably with some grain of truth in them. Thanks so much for visiting today.

  5. Karen, its always nice to read stories of the first americans. I have some native american in me. Your stories are always so wonderful. The native americans had respect and honor amongst themselves which the rest of americans dont. It’s always nice to read your books.

  6. I love reading your posts. I always learn something. The Angel and the Warrior sounds fantastic. Can’t wait to read it. I loved the excerpt. I laughed out loud while reading it.

  7. Another fabulous book from you, Kay! Best wishes for much success! I love your statement on how much we typically know of Greek myth, but so little from our first nations. i am working on a middle-grade series in which my goal is to share much lore and culture from our native tribe, the Chumash. In a way that isn’t like boring school, too LOL.
    Love to you, my friend. LOVE the info on the Thunder god.

    • Hi Tanya!

      What a wonderful thing to do, to share the lore and culture of the Chumash. Much love to you, too. Thanks for all you do here at Petticoats and Pistols. : )

  8. I just finished reading your post and your exerpt of the Angel and the Warrior book!! It was very interesting and I always love reading about Indian lore!! I would love to have a copy of the Angel and the Warrior!!

  9. Oh wow it sounds like a really interesting book. I love the cover its beautiful. I would love to read it.

    • Thank you, Quilt Lady for your compliment to me and also about the cover. I love the cover, also. This is one of my favorites. Another one of my favorites is in ebook format, which is THE LAST WARRIOR.

    • Hi Mary!

      I must admit that I love them, too — I guess that might be obvious, but it bears repeating anyway. I love American Indian romance books. : )

  10. Hi Karen – Thanks, for the book giveaway, Angel & the Warrior.
    You have given us so much information about the native Americans thru all your books. I for one appreciate all that you have given us about their history & what they went through for the white people to take away their land. Your reader.

    • Oh, my gosh, Lois, what a beautiful thing to say. I do try. I must admit that. I do much research in order to bring to life the history that is so important to this country. : )

  11. Hi Kay! Thanks for being here today! I love this legend. It reminds me of a Norse legend I heard in High School. Many societies have legends as a part of their culture. I think that they are totally cool.

  12. Okay, now I am really ready to read The Angel and the Warrior! So much new information once again. Looking forward to the release of this one!

  13. Native Americans are a very interesting subject. There is a tribe in Texas that I have visited and seen their dances and their living quarters. It is a very enjoyable place to see.

  14. Hi Gladys!

    So glad you were finally able to leave a comment. : ) And am very glad to see you here on the blog. Thanks so much. I love going to the reservations, also, and seeing their dancing — as a matter of fact, I usually dance there, also. : )

  15. It is amazing how much teasing Swift Hawk has to put up with from Angelia, There he was trying to have a personal conversation with her and she just teasingly kept switching the conversation away from what he thought they should be discussing. Wow I might have to read this book just to see how much she teases him.

  16. Hi Karen. I would so love to be your winner. Thanks for the chance. I love Indian stories. Maxie > mac262(at)me(dot)com <

  17. This book sounds so awesome, can’t wait to get ahold of this book. Sounds like a Book I won’t be able to put down for a while.

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