Team Tyrion for the Win!
By Eva Lefoy
I love dwarves. Always have. Even the short of stature, not officially dwarfish among us.Used to have a big crush on Wallace Shawn from My Dinner with Andre and of course, Star Trek Deep Space Nine. (See how I work Sci-Fi into everything I do? Heh.) But then along came Peter Dinklage. Frankly, it was goodbye,Wallace and hello, Peter!
I first saw Dinklage in The Station Agent. A good little film that had me laughing when one of the characters nearly drove over him. Trust me. I know I sound sick, but it’s funny! Then I saw him in Game of Thrones as Tyrion. I knew right away I’d be hooked on the show, even though I don’t have a TV! And hey, I’ve been proven to be right. Dinklage is getting wonderful reviews for his work on the show. I, still in the grips of my dwarf love, have written a story with a dwarf. A snarky, flippant, bossy dwarf named Otis. Gee, I wonder who Otis reminds of?
Two guesses! LOL
Anyway, in order not to have people underestimate the power of this dwarf, I’ve made him the keeper of the blue light. In the original Grimm fairy tale, The Blue Light, the dwarf just kind of appears. He’s somehow linked to the object but then again, he appears at the bottom of well in smoke. Yuck! My dwarves certainly do not take the troll road! They take the high road and the prefer a non-smoking environment thank you very much. So, first thing, I got Otis out of the well and gave him the object of power. And a wife. Darn it. Cause I wanted him to be happy … but, you know. Now he can only be my book crush and not my book boyfriend!
Nik can be your book boyfriend, though. As beta of the wolf pack, he works closely with Otis in ridding the forest of the evil witch Petrina. If he plays his cards right, Otis just might let him in on a few secrets. Just because he’s shorter doesn’t mean Otis doesn’t have the smarts to get the job done. And did I mention he recues Nik’s love interest, Caroline from her father?
*nods sagely* A short man is definitely good to find! If you don’t believe me, try out Otis and his no-cussing-allowed-wife Estrella in Darkest Magic, out now from Decadent Publishing.
NikEpperstein’s alpha lost his mate two years ago and took an evil witch as his new bride. Ever since then, Eli’s leadership has become violent, bordering on insane. When Eli attacks him, Nik’s healing powers mysteriously vanish. He can’t defend himself, nor protect the wolf he secretly loves. Only through the help of a foul-mouthed witch and an overly-dramatic dwarf will he save her – but their assistance comes at a price.
Caroline has tried for two years to lure Nik into her bed and can’t understand his hesitation. After all, she senses their mating bond loud and clear. Then Nik disappears. She confronts her father who tells her Nik is dead, and she’s next on his chopping block. Without Nik to protect her, she flees the pack and is kidnapped by a man half her size.
Reunited at last, the young wolves have one last chance to ignite their bond. But love must wait when battle looms. Eli and his wife attack, and aren’t above using dirty tricks to win. If Nik and Caroline survive the battle, the dwarf and his wife will require them to make a promise that will change their lives forever…
Excerpt: When Caroline meets Otis
Her feet pounded out the rhythm of fear on the forest floor. The sound stank of agony, of struggling, doomed prey. How many times had she heard it, thrilled to it, while hunting? But now she was the hunted, her beating heart desperate to stay alive.
Her father closed in. His hot breath seared her shoulder blades, his warmth and scent getting closer, closer. The muscles in her back twitched in anticipation of the agony caused by the metal slicing through her flesh. How many more seconds would it take? One footstep.Two.Three.Oh, God!
Her life ended, but not from behind. Something big, blue, and fast hit her from the side, knocking off her feet. Swept along with it, her trajectory unknown, she looked behind her to find her father long gone. What the hell? What could be faster than a wolf? Nothing.It’s impossible. I must be dreaming. Already dead. Caroline closed her eyes and surrendered to an unjust fate. It’s over. Done. No more.
A few moments later, the movement stopped. She was placed on the cool grass. Her final resting place.
“Hey, lady. Do you think you can walk from here?”
She looked up into the face of a tiny, panting man dressed in green velvet, half bent-over with his hands on his knees. Impossible. I’m hallucinating. Shutting her eyes against the image, sure this was only her fertile imagination gone haywire, she focused on letting go.
“You’re not exactly light, you know. You could lay off the ice cream any time.”
She gasped and bolted to sitting. “What did you say? Are you calling me fat?” She did a brief check of her torso, arms, and legs. No, not fat. Was it possible she weighed more in death? Or was this little man merely a whiny wimp? After all, she was used to the strength of wolves. “Who the hell are you, anyway?”
He inhaled, puffed out his chest, and brought himself up to his full, rather stubby height. “Oren TheloniusIcapod Snodgrass.”
Her mouth fell open. She tried several times to blink the man away, but it didn’t work.
“They call me Otis, for short.”
“You can’t be serious.” Death was a lot stranger than she’d ever imagined.
Author Bio and Contact:
Eva Lefoy writes and reads all kinds of romance, and is a certified Trekkie. She’s also terribly addicted to chocolate, tea, and hiking. One of these days, she’ll figure out the meaning of life, quit her job, and go travel the galaxy. Until then, she’s writing down all her dirty thoughts for the sake of future explorers.