THE ANGEL AND THE WARRIOR in Tradepaper — 4th Give-Away

bannerHowdy!  And Happy Tuesday!

Yes, that’s right.  For the fourth time, i am offering a free copy of the Tradepaper copy of THE ANGEL AND THE WARRIOR to some lucky blogger — a $16.00 value.  All you have to do to enter into the drawing is to leave a comment.  Note that there are certain restrictions.  This applies only to those addresses that are within the United States and the offer is void where prohibited by law.  One also needs to be eighteen years of age or older to be eligible for the prize.

Let me say again, that to claim your prize, you must check back to the blog tomorrow — my posting of the winner will be under the main posting for the day.  My schedule is intense…truly intense.  So please do me a favor and check back tomorrow if you would like to see if you have won the book.

Okay with that said, why the number 4?  Well, I was going to stop the Tradepaper give-away of THE ANGEL AND THE WARRIOR with my last blog.  However, I’m not sure if it’s generally known that the number 4 is a number is sacred in many of the American Indian cultures — particularly so the Lakotah.  And so, in honor of that,  I decided to do another give-away — the 4th.

imagesCAEMDZXBSo, you might ask, why the number 4?  Why would it be special to the American Indian cultures?  I do believe that it has to do with the observations of Nature.  (This goes back to research I did many, many years ago — and so I’m writing this from memory.  Please forgive me if it’s not exact.)  When one is living very close to Mother Earth, some things become apparent:  First, there are 4 directions (North, South, East and West).  Then there are the four seasons (Winter, Spring, Summer, Autumn).  There are the four acts of Nature:  Wind, Snow, Rain and Fire.  There are the four celestial bodies that are intricate to life:  The Earth, the Sun, the Moon, the Sky (stars, clouds, etc.).  So the number four.

thumbnailCASS51BJAlso, I notice that there have been some wonderful posts recently on the American Indian and different facets of their encounters with the U.S. Cavalry, as well as with government agents.   One was by Jennifer Uhlarik and the other by Kristy McCaffrey.  If you go back a few days in posts, you’ll see their blogs.

It’s interesting to me how misunderstandings and in some cases, pride and bull-headedness — have been allowed to harm so many innocent people, by a government that professed to be founded upon the principals of Freedom.  Perhaps there were double standards in their day, but that doesn’t excuse for a minute, the destruction of people’s lives.  By bull-headedness, I mean the demanding of $25.00 for a cow that wandered away from the herd into an Indian encampment, when the Indians did not trade in money, nor did they have any — and a refusal to accept an even trade for the cow — when in fact it was the owner’s negligence as much as anything else that caused the problem.

Communication — important thing.  Also, fair-headedness and a willing to administer real justice — important things.  We are all part of the human family.  If an alien race were to come to this earth to conquer it, what a field day they would have — because it seems to me that one of the things that man does best is to allow himself to be divided over petty differences.  Over and over again, he sets himself up as a target for anyone who knows the strategy of divide and conquer.

This all leads me to another excerpt from THE ANGEL AND THE WARRIOR.  Hope you’ll enjoy.

AngelAndTheWarrior-The-CoverExcerpt of THE ANGEL AND THE WARRIOR by Karen Kay


It was then, by chance that she gazed up, and there, off in the distance, beneath a fiery-red sunset, she spotted Swift Hawk.  At once, everything in her immediate environment, except him, faded to a dim blur, as if he, and only he were real.

She watched as Swift Hawk strode through the tall grasses, grasses and vines that rippled in the wind; his pony, weighted down with something, followed in his wake.  That the grass hampered his tread didn’t seem to slow his stride.  In truth, he looked determined.

He was quite a sight to behold, and she thought she would never forget the beauty of it, for the tall grasses mirrored the extravagance of the sunset, their whitish tops casting a pinkish-red glow over the land, the sky, and over him.  And for a moment, a lump formed in her throat.

She drew in a deep breath, and as she did so, she sniffed, at once cognizant of the fragrant, late afternoon scent of grass, dirt and pure, oxygen-filled air.

He was back.  The good Lord be praised.  And if his glance told her anything, it spoke volumes, for he looked unswervingly at her.  Hope blossomed, and for a moment, the native grace of the landscape reflected her mood, giving Angelia’s spirits a buoyancy that she hadn’t felt for many a day.

“Miss, ah, miss?”

But Angelia didn’t hear the old geezer by her fire; she had eyes and ears only for him.

Swift Hawk’s stride brought him directly toward her and her brother’s campfire, and within moments, he was there in front of her, for he had stopped his pacing only inches from the blaze.  His pony snorted behind him, then commenced to munching on the grass.

Swift Hawk stood, his long, buckskin-covered legs far apart, arms crossed over his broad chest.  And he stared down at her.

Gazing upward, Angelia drew herself onto her knees while her brother turned over in his sleep, as though nothing — not the old man, not even Swift Hawk — would interfere with his nap.  Angelia squinted up at Swift Hawk as the evening sunset outlined him in reds and pinks and oranges.  She tried to study him, attempting to determine what she could witness within his countenance.

Silently he stared back at her, and beneath the heat of his gaze, Angelia let her own glance drop to the ground.  Cautiously, she breathed in and out, hardly daring to say a word.

And then  he spoke to her, saying, “I have come to tell you that I have made my decision.”

“Miss,”  piped up the old geezer, “Have ye heard nothin’ I’ve been sayin’ to ya?”

With her right hand, Angelia shushed the man, while she spoke directly to Swift Hawk.  “Have you?”  she voiced, bestowing a smile to Swift Hawk.

Haa’he, I have.”

“Consortin’ with Injuns!” declared Mr. Wooster, coming up to his feet and shaking a finger at her.  “Ye’ll come to harm, I tell ye.”

“Yes, yes, Mr. Wooster.  Thank you.  I’ve heard you,” Angelia said, though the man, for all the attention she paid him, might have been invisible.

Angelia waited, for Swift Hawk did not at once elaborate on what his decision was.  However, unable to bear the anticipation, Angelia brightened her smile, cast Swift Hawk the most flirtatious gaze she possessed, and said, “Yes?”

Looking away from her, Swift Hawk stiffened.

“Of all the…”  The rest of whatever censure Mr. Wooster had to say was lost to the wind, for he left forthwith; unfortunately his stench lingered behind him.

But neither Swift Hawk, nor Angelia paid the man an ounce of attention.

Smiling, Angelia again coaxed, “Yes?”

And Swift Hawk said, “I have decided that I will help you and your brother.”

She gulped.  “You have?”  Slowly AngeliaAngelAndTheWarrior-The-Cover


Now in Tradepaper.

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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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44 thoughts on “THE ANGEL AND THE WARRIOR in Tradepaper — 4th Give-Away”

  1. I did read the one about the cow. It was unreasonable on the part of the owner. I never thought about the significance of the number four. Very intriguing post. thanks

  2. Howdy Karen! Love this excerpt! It sounds like a fascinating story.

    Your explanation of the number 4 intrigued me. It seems to embody the Circle of Life too (and the seasons of life.)

  3. K, this is a good post. I also never heard anything about the number 4, but it makes sense. I’ve always liked number 4, myself. The story looks fun! I’d like to read it.

  4. I have not done this before, so hope I am doing it right.
    I would love to win the Angel and the Warrior. I have loved all of your books, sorry gals but there is no other author that can write such wonderful stories as Karen does.

  5. I have not done this before, so hope I am doing it right.
    I would love to win the Angel and the Warrior. I have loved all of your books, sorry gals but there is no other author that can write such wonderful stories as Karen does.

  6. I’m always intrigued to learn about other cultures and religions. Thanks for the info on the sacredness of the number four. Thanks also for the chance to win the book!

  7. Yay for a 4th giveaway!! Thanks so much for one last chance to win a paperback of THE ANGEL AND THE WARRIOR!

  8. Thank you Karen for offering a 4th giveaway of your book. Also for the information about the number 4. $ has been important in my life. I was born 4-4-44. Weighted 4 pounds.
    I could go on as there are many ways this number has been important to me. Perhaps that small Native American part of me always knew about the importance of the number 4.

  9. Hi Kay, have always enjoyed your stories since I write Native American Historicals too. I have used the number 4 in my Apache and Navajo stories as well knowing it was sacred to themn too. Four seasons, four directions, etc. Would love to have a chance to write for Petticoats and Pistols again good. Best Wishes for contunued success. Carol Ann

  10. Isn’t it funny how different cultures react to numbers. In our culture we would be “out of the money” in most areas. Sounds like a great book. Thanks for another chance!

  11. I didn’t know that about the number 4 but it makes sense. It’s always been my favorite number but I never knew why. The double standards are still strong today which amazes me from a country that says it’s synonymous with freedom!! Loved the excerpt.

    • I know. You know if I had been that military captain, I would’ve paid the man the $25.00, and taken the cow and sold it for $30.00. Stupid, stupid man. Especially to let such a tragedy needlessly happen.

  12. Hello, and all along I thought it was because they had 4 fingers that appose their thumbs and/or because there are 4 smaller toes next to their big toes. Wow now I know better.

  13. Karen,

    Lots of interesting information in today’s blog. Great
    excerpt. And Adam Beach, too!! Couldn’t ask for more!!!

    Pat Cochran

    • Thanks so much, Pat. And you know, you were once the winner of a free e-book. So if you have a chance to contact me, please do and we’ll fix that all up.

  14. Hi Again Karen…It sounds like your husband likes to joke. Mine too… I found this comment misplaced on my post from yesterday and realized Lois is talking about your story so I thought I’d just copy and paste it over here for you to see.

    Lois Imel says:

    Hi Karen – I would love to win a copy of The Angel & the Warrior. Enjoyed the excerpt & the picture of Adam Beach. You write the historical side of the Indians that really interest me as I have looked up a lot of info about other tribes & what they had to overcome to survive the white man taking over their lands & as they say the rest is history. Keep your books coming, history never goes out of style.

    Posted on April 28, 2015 at 7:06 pm.

    • Oh Kathryn & Lois!

      Yes, my husband definitely likes to joke and tease…and I so love it! So glad you have a similar thing going in your life — helps, doesn’t it?


      Thanks so much for your post, also. Yes, history — real history, not the propaganda taught in public schools — never goes out of style — sometimes it takes a bit to dig for the truth, however, as some people — even in the past — lie.

  15. Thank you for the interesting post. I have heard a few references to 4 in my readings, but didn’t realize 4 was so prevalent in native american lore.
    I agree fully that understanding and respect for cultures and each other would have gone a long way to prevent many deaths and mistreatment.
    Thanks for the excerpt. I hope your life calms down a bit soon.

  16. Hi Patricia!

    Oh, how sweet of you to wish this for me. Yes, my life is rather intense at the moment in terms of schedule — my husband and I are still in the process of relocating… And that combined with work and many other things…well…

  17. I would love to win this Book. It sounds like an exciting book, can’t wait to read the rest of it. It sounds like it will be one of those Books, a person won’t be able to put down.

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