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No book exists in a vacuum – there are limitless hands (and paws) that shape the creation of a story, and while there’s never enough room to thank all of them, I certainly have to try.
First, to my darling spouse – of course, thank you for being the amazing supportive person you have always been. You have been remarkable at being my shoulder, my support, and when I needed it, my taskmaster. Thank you for continuing to be my happily ever after, and for continuing to say yes every day.
For Shannan, who told me I should, and Kim who made me look good, and for Sasha – my brilliant editrix. You took rough-thrown clay and somehow shaped it into a Ming vase. Your eye for story, your skill in pushing me, and your knowledge of what I’m trying to say have all been invaluable in the creation of this series.
To my papillons, F and L – even though I know you can’t read this. The umbra wolves are my love letter to you. They wouldn’t have existed without you in my life. The joys, and also the grief that you’ve taught me have made my life immensely richer. There is nothing so bad that it can’t be healed by cuddling a fluff, chasing a ball, having a good meal, or sleeping at the seaside. I’ll miss you forever, F.
And lastly, thank you dear reader, and all the readers. Science Fiction Romance is a niche inside another niche, and it is your belief that they aren’t strange bedfellows, your voracious appetite for more great stories, and your dedication that keep me going. You are collectively the reason I sit down in front of the keyboard every day, and the payout that makes all the low times worthwhile.
Bless you all,
JC