Free Dancing With the Dangerous Prince by Elizabeth Lennox

Flash- April
    There are disturbing reports of border fighting among some of the more isolated villages.  Unconfirmed deaths are coming into the newsroom.  Our reporters are flying out to these areas to discover what’s true and what is just rumor.  More news about this breaking story to come! 
     
    News Flash – June
    Continued border fighting has broken out between Larcatia and Tularia as the tension increases.  Many villagers are angry at the broken promises and contracts, reacting out of anger.  The governments are calling for calm but the villages don’t seem to be listening.
     
    News Flash – September (Two years later)
    The Tularian government has declared war against Lurasa as violence continues to spread.  There are tensions increasing over the oil fields near the borders between Lurasa and Altair and diplomats are scrambling to calm rattled nerves.
     
    News Flash – January
    World leaders are converging at The Hague to start peace talks with the governments of Lurasa, Tularia, Altair and Larcatia after fighting broke out in that previously friendly region.  Oil prices are rising as the fighting threatens the oil refineries while these four major oil producing countries try to ease the anger and bitterness that has been increasing over the past year although the origins of the violence is still not clear.   

Excerpt from The Sheik’s Secret Bride, Book 3 in the War, Love, & Harmony Series
     
    “Hello Callie.”
    Callie heard the deep voice but her arms, still loaded down with the items of daily life, didn’t move.  Not a muscle in her body moved. 
    At first her heart soared, excitement ripped through her mind and body.  He was here!  He came back for her!  She almost turned to throw herself into his strong arms, but then the painful memories, the horror and fear of those terrible days in his country….
    There was a pause, a pregnant moment when nothing in the world moved.  Possibly even the earth stopped rotating because her excitement swiftly changed to paralyzing fear. 
    That voice.  It was impossible!  He couldn’t be here, she told herself even as her arms started shaking from the effort of holding everything.  It simply wasn’t possible that he was here.  Not this man, not now.  Things had been going so well!  This man would…well, things would change! 
    The mail, her purse, computer bag and groceries that had been precariously balanced in her arms suddenly tumbled to the floor as the world mercilessly started moving again.  “No!” she whispered with both anguish and that silly, irrational hope that she’d tried very hard to obliterate over the past five years. 
    As she slowly straightened up, she whispered, “Please, please, please, please,” as if her begging could diminish the possibility of that one man with that incredible voice standing in her apartment at this moment. 
    Life had been going so beautifully lately, she simply would not allow for the possibility that he was standing here.  The last time he’d come into her life, her world had become out of control.  She’d fallen madly in love with that man and followed him from the United States to his beautiful country.  For a few weeks, they’d been deliriously happy and she couldn’t believe her luck in finding a man as tall, strong and handsome, wondering what he could possibly see in her.  But on a normal trip through the exciting Saturday market where she’d started to learn about his country and the people, she’d been kidnapped, tossed into a dark hole for three days and, at the end of it all, she’d come back to the relative safety of the United States.  As if being kidnapped and traumatized, then ripped from the arms of the man she loved more than life itself wasn’t bad enough, she’d discovered that she was also alone, homeless and…pregnant. 
    She’d turned her life around.  She now had a job she loved, a warm, comfortable place to come home to every night and friends, not to