#FirstPageFriday: Eagle Dance

Featuring the first page of a book on Friday is a great way to kickstart a weekend.

Blurb: Dyami Schafer, a Native American from the Chippewatribe in Michigan leads a lonely life due to his large size and unusual appearance.When his nesting instinct sets in, he turns to Madame Eve and 1 Night Stand tohelp him find his spirit mate or at least a woman who enjoys dancing and acceptshim as an eagle shifter.
Amanda Collins never recovered from unrequitedlove and memories of a Chippewa boy. She believes a simple night with a NativeAmerican man will make her forget the past so she can move on with her life.

MadameEve partners them for a 1 Night Stand in the magical Rose Cabin at the PoconosMountain Resort. During a blizzard they learn one must step into the past before dancing intothe future. Will the Spirit of the Eagle carry them?







Here is the first page: Chapter One

Frilly snowflakesfell, decorating the sleeve of his Carhartt jacket. A pair of the crystals landedon the hard material, molded together to form a larger, even more beautifuldesign.

Notwo flakes are the same, yet they manage to find a mate. Is my design toodifferent, that I’ll never find my match? Dyami sighed,his breath releasing in a puff of white and releasing the negative vibesteasing the edge of his mind. He straightened and stretched stiff back muscles.Everything in nature happens for a reason.

Over a few beersseveral months earlier, he’d celebrated his own pity party with a friend. He’dvented his frustration of women staring at him with fear or disgust and had reachedhis limit of tolerating loneliness. His large size and dark, Native Americanfeatures often intimidated strangers. Women of his tribe whispered of his peculiareyes and often walked away, repulsed.

Unfortunately, hisnesting instinct had also recently kicked in. He wanted a good woman who wouldaccept and love him for the rest of his life. His drinking buddy had mentioned anelite dating service, 1Night Stand, that set up blind dates that often led to alove match. Dyami’s spirit nurtured the seed of hope at the recommendation andpersuaded him to fill out the paperwork for a date.

Then, a week earlier,he’d stood on his porch, drinking his morning coffee, when a hawk flew overhead.His people considered hawks to be messengers, and he’d wondered about thesignificance of the creature’s visit. With an impatient heart, he went inside, checkedhis email, and discovered a message from Madame Evangeline, the owner of 1NightStand.

Following a dayof work, he’d driven almost seven hundred miles in poor weather to meet hisdate. He’d planned to arrive at his destination with vim and vigor, notexhausted. Eventually, he’d given in to his fatigue and spent the night in acheap hotel along Interstate 80.

Now, standingand waiting for his date, he watched a plow rumble on the road and the world growwhite and admired the serene landscape. Giant evergreen boughs were laden with heavysnow, much like the mental weight he carried. The trunks stood strong, bearingthe spirits of the earth. Crisp air filled his lungs. Around his neck hung a pendantwith a small eagle mounted on an arrowhead representing his lineage. Claspingit, he closed his eyes. The rough edges dug into his palm, yet gave himcomfort. Some of the legends of his culture were true; such as those telling ofpeople born with a totemanimal or a spirit guide. His ancestors had been blessed by the Great Spirit.In every generation, one man be born not only with a spirit animal residingwithin his soul, but also the gift of shifting from man to that of his spirit animal.

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