One of my fondest Christmas memories was a Santa sighting when I was about six years old.

My entire family had gathered at my grandmother and grandfather’s house for Christmas Eve that year. I clearly remember my grandmother’s Christmas tree, centered in front of the huge picture window. All clear lights reflected off the glass ornaments making them sparkle and shine.

I sat with my brother, my sisters, and my cousins on the rug in front of the tree. We opened presents, we played. I watched the lights blink and the reflections dance against the blackness of the night seeping in through the window.

My grandfather played the accordion, which was a special treat, and we all danced and bopped around. My mother played for a bit, and my grandfather took a turn with the harmonica. When I look back, I realize what an incredibly talented man my grandfather was.

One of my uncles moved to stand by the window and look out. If I close my eyes, I can still see him standing there, drink in hand, staring out into the night. “Hey.” He squinted and studied something in the dark. “What is that?”

We all ran to the window and peered out. Heavy fog made it almost impossible to see anything. But then something caught my attention. A bright red light, surrounded by a hazy red halo. It was high in the sky, above where I imagined the trees would end, but not as high as an airplane would fly.

“What is it?” My uncle pointed at the light.

“It’s Rudolph!” We all cheered and watched the light. “He’s coming, he’s coming!”

I ran to my mother. “Quick, Mom. We have to go home.”

She stared at me, and even at six I could tell she had no clue what I was talking about. “Is something wrong?”

“No, Mom. Look.” I grabbed her hand and ran back toward the window, dragging her behind me. “See.” I pointed out the window, and my mother studied the light.

To this day, I look back and wonder what that light was. I can still see the image clearly in my mind. I’ve looked out that same window countless times throughout the years. There is no traffic light anywhere near my grandmother’s house. There’s no airport close by, no radio towers. She lived across the street from a lake that I still pass every morning, and yet, I’ve never seen that red light again.

Even now, I wonder.

Realm of Light Book One

Trust is the ultimate weapon in the battle against evil.

Single mother Shay McKeon is no dummy””she’s intelligent as well as street-smart. But when she receives a phone call threatening her children, she rushes headlong into the hands of evil.

Saved from certain death by Mason Constanza, who calls himself a Guardian, Shay is taken to the Realm of Light, where she learns her husband never abandoned her as she’d thought, and that good and evil are nothing like she’d imagined. Learning to deal with her own existence as a Guardian, Shay’s attraction to Mason grows. But she has her own demons to battle, and when her daughter is abducted, she’ll have to trust Mason and his team. But Mason has his own ancient battles to fight”¦

Realm of Light Book Two

A suspicious past, a daunting secret, a forbidden romance… How much does it take to tip the scales from good to evil?

When Lexie Davis wakes to find herself surrounded by luxury with no memory of who she is or how she got there, the fear all but suffocates h

er. But learning the truth about her circumstances will scare her even more. Desperate for a way to regain her life, Lexie tries to piece together the past. But ghosts from her childhood make it hard for her to let go of her secret””a secret that could force her to spend eternity in Darkness.

Deceived by the woman he loves, abandoned by the brother he trusts, Matthew Hayes struggles against evil to win the battle for his life. But when he wakes to find Lexie sobbing softly at his side, he makes a heartbreaking discovery. Not only is their love forbidden by the most ancient laws, but she has been keeping an unbelievable secret from him””he has a child. The child could give him the strength he needs to defeat the Regulators”¦if it doesn’t destroy him first…

Dani-Lyn is giving away a digital copy of Trust and Deceit. Tell us about your sighting or near sighting of any of Santa’s reindeer and you’re in the contest for this book. Haven’t seen any of the reindeer? Any great story will do!