SPOTLIGHT: Dreams of Savannah by Roseanna M. White

About the book:

Cordelia Owens can weave a hopeful dream around anything and is well used to winning the hearts of everyone in Savannah with her whimsy. Even when she receives word that her sweetheart has been lost during a raid on a Yankee vessel, she clings to hope and comes up with many a romantic tale of his eventual homecoming to reassure his mother and sister.
But Phineas Dunn finds nothing redemptive in the first horrors of war. Struggling for months to make it home alive, he returns to Savannah injured and cynical, and all too sure that he is not the hero Cordelia seems determined to make him. Matters of black and white don’t seem so simple anymore to Phin, and despite her best efforts, Delia’s smiles can’t erase all the complications in his life. And when Fort Pulaski falls and the future wavers, they both must decide where the dreams of a new America will take them, and if they will go together.

About the Author:

Roseanna M. White is a bestselling, Christy Award nominated author who has long claimed that words are the air she breathes. When not writing fiction, she’s homeschooling her two kids, editing, designing book covers, and pretending her house will clean itself. Roseanna is the author of a slew of historical novels that span several continents and thousands of years. Spies and war and mayhem always seem to find their way into her books…to offset her real life, which is blessedly ordinary. You can learn more about her and her stories at www.RoseannaMWhite.com.

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Happy Book Release Day!

There are several books releasing today, however, I’m featuring 3 fantastic books that I especially wanted to share with you! Clicking on the title below will take you to that book. Clicking on the Author’s name will take you to the author’s web page.

 The Thief of Lanwyn Manor (Cornwall #2)  by Sarah E. Ladd

In Regency England an advantageous match could set up a lady for life. Julia knows Matthew Blake, copper mine owner and very eligible bachelor, is the gentleman she should set her eyes upon. But why can’t she steal her gaze away from his younger brother, Isaac?

 

 An Uncommon Woman by Laura Frantz

Intense, evocative, and laced with intricate historical details that bring the past to life, An Uncommon Woman will transport you to the picturesque and dangerous western Virginia mountains of 1770.

 

On Wings of Devotion (The Codebreakers #2) by Roseanna M. White

All of England thinks Phillip Camden a monster for the deaths of his squadron. As Nurse Arabelle Denler watches him every day, though, she sees something far different: a hurting man desperate for mercy. But when an old acquaintance shows up and seems set on using him in a plot that has the codebreakers of Room 40 in a frenzy, new affections are put to the test.

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What book are you looking forward to reading next?

 

Blog Blitz – Underestimating Miss Cecilia (Daughters of Aynsley #2) by Carolyn Miller

Cover_Twitter_UnderestimatingMissCecilia_JRWelcome to the Blitz for Underestimating Miss Cecilia by Carolyn Miller with JustRead Publicity Tours!

ABOUT THE BOOK

Title: Underestimating Miss Cecilia
Series: Regency Brides: Daughters of Aynsley, Book 2
Author: Carolyn Miller
Publisher: Kregel Publications
Release Date:
July 23, 2019
Genre: Christian Historical Romance

Shy, sweet Cecilia Hatherleigh has always been in love with Edward Amherst, the boy next door. Yet he’s never seen her as anything but the quiet girl in the background as he flirts with the other vivacious women of the ton.

When a near tragedy brings Edward’s attention to his family duties, this prodigal son decides he needs to settle down with a proper wife. Cecilia hopes to convince him to choose her—but God may want her to forget the wayward nobleman and put her future in His hands alone.

These two try to find their way toward happiness, but prejudice, political riots, and the changing face of England’s societal structures begin to block them at every turn. Can their struggles turn to triumph—or will their paths permanently diverge?

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Carolyn Miller lives in the beautiful Southern Highlands of New South Wales, Australia, with her husband and four children. Together with her husband she has pastored a church for ten years, and worked as a public high school English and Learning and Support teacher.

A longtime lover of romance, especially that of Jane Austen and Georgette Heyer’s Regency era, Carolyn holds a BA in English Literature, and loves drawing readers into fictional worlds that show the truth of God’s grace in our lives. Her Regency novels include The Elusive Miss Ellison, The Captivating Lady Charlotte, The Dishonorable Miss DeLancey, Winning Miss Winthrop, Miss Serena’s Secret, The Making of Mrs. Hale, A Hero for Miss Hatherleigh, and Underestimating Miss Cecilia, all available from Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Book Depository, Koorong, etc.

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Apothecary – The Yellow Lantern Blog Tour & Giveaway

I’ve invited Angie Dicken to stop by today and share with us about how the history of Apothecary featured in her new book, The Yellow Lantern.

“What, ho! Apothecary!” -Romeo, Romeo and Juliet

This month, we are focusing on Josie Clay’s passion for healing. In her day, apothecaries were the men (and women) whom villagers would seek out for salves, tinctures, and elixirs. While I could unload research items here—I thought I’d take a different route and share my personal connections with Josie’s passion.

There are a couple precursors for my apothecary inspiration. Besides the obvious connection to the evolving medical community of the time, my own background plays a part. It’s always fun to get to the root of something, isn’t it? (Pun fully intended).

One of the secondary characters in The Yellow Lantern is Daisy Young, the town of Gloughton’s apothecary and family friend to the hero. While Daisy’s character played out in my own imagination, she was first dreamed up as a tribute to a very real person in my life.

I think the first time I heard the word “apothecary” was when I played Juliet my senior year of high school. My best friend played the apothecary who gives the poison to Romeo. Fast forward two decades as I considered including an apothecary in The Yellow Lantern. The apothecary in Romeo and Juliet came to mind—not in the form of the shady giver of poison in a Shakespearean tragedy, but as my vibrant bestie going on 23 years of friendship. Her favorite flower is the Gerber Daisy, and her maiden name is Young. So, Josie Clay befriends this Daisy Young, with a back story that’s completely fictional, but whose existence stems from a very real “apothecary” friend of my own.

Besides my friendship, my college major was a surprising contributor to my passion for this thread in The Yellow Lantern. Some authors are insightful enough to major in English before diving into a writing career, but I was clueless that my journey would lead to writing. I ended up with a degree in Landscape Architecture. When I mention this to people, they often say, “Oh, you must have a beautiful yard,” and I immediately respond, “No!”(my love of design outweighs my very un-green thumb). But, looking back on those college years, I am still fond of the experience, and especially the material from my horticulture classes—learning about different plants and their properties. I am constantly amazed by God’s provision to us through the natural world.

So, weaving this next thread into my story stemmed from so much more than research, but the stepping stones I took on my way to this publication journey.

Thanks for joining us in the summer series! Release day is less than a month away! Please comment below to enter to win the July giveaway.

About the Book:

TheYellowLanternIn Massachusetts in 1824, Josephine Clayton awakes on the table of the doctor she’s assisted all these months. She was presumed dead by all and has become the doctor’s next corpse for his medical research. Frightened, the doctor tries to kill her, but Josephine begs to be spared. A deal is struck–Josie will leave her village and work at a distant cotton mill. All the while, she’ll await her true mission–posing as a mourner to help his body snatcher procure her replacement. At the mill though, Josie is praised for her medical remedies among the mill girls, gaining attention from the handsome factory manager Braham Terrance. Yet, when Braham’s own loved one becomes the prey for the next grave robbing, Josie must make a choice that could put her dark past behind her or steal away the promise of any future at all.

What price will Josie pay for love when her secrets begin to unravel?

The Yellow Lantern (August 1, 2019)

About the Author:

AngieDicken  Angie Dicken is a third generation Greek American, the granddaughter of strong men and women who endured hardship to grow American roots. My Heart Belongs In Castle Gate, Utah is set near the birthplace of her grandfather, a Greek coal miner’s son, and published 100 years after his birth. Angie is a contributor to The Writer’s Alley blog and an ACFW member since 2010. She lives with her husband and four children in the Midwest where she enjoys exploring eclectic new restaurants and chatting with friends over coffee.

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1ST WEEK: ANGIE’S BLOG

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3RD WEEK: JOY OF READING 

4TH WEEK: FUELED BY FAITH AND CAFFEINE

5TH WEEK: FAITHFULLY BOOKISH

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Spotlight: No Greater Love (Shadows Over Whitman #1) by Gina Holder

Welcome Friends! Today is the release day of No Greater Love by Gina Holder. To celebrate, join me for a quick look at Gina’s new story.

About the Book:

One Book Changed Her Life…and Her Eternity

Paige McDonald, an antique book collector and the adopted granddaughter of a firefighter, vows never to fall in love with a first responder. But an inscription in an old Bible disrupts everything she knows about herself, her family, and God, and sends her directly into the radar of Patrol Officer Hamilton Bryant.

After the death of his best friend and fellow officer, Hamilton vows never to marry—at all. He won’t risk leaving a widow. Instead, he reserves his passion for serving his family and the town he’s sworn to protect. When a series of robberies and threats against the mayor correspond with Paige’s sudden appearance in Whitman, their paths intersect.

He said he’d never risk leaving a widow.
She said she’d never love a man in uniform.
God had different plans.

Excerpt:

A bell jingled as Paige entered the Rustic Cup Café. Two elderly men played a card game of some kind at a corner booth, but the rest of the place was deserted. Paintings, all for sale, lined the brick interior walls. She squinted and leaned in to catch the name of the artist. Someone named Lawrence Faye signed the bottom left corner of each painting. A young woman, wearing a hot pink hoodie and ear buds in her ears, balanced on a stool behind the counter and stared at the cell phone in her hands. A half-erased chalkboard advertised the café’s various coffee drinks. By the remaining letters, Paige made out mocha, latte, cappuccino, decaf, and the word pastry, but it looked more like paste. Hopefully, the pastries didn’t taste like paste. “Hello.” Paige waved her hands. “I’d like to order.”

The girl’s head popped up. “Oh.” She jerked the ear buds from her ears. “What can I get you?” She asked as she hopped from the stool. “We have fresh coffee, hot muffins, and delicious breakfast sandwiches. I know they’re delicious ‘cause I already tried one. Miss Jenn makes them fresh every morning. She has to get up at like four o’clock in the morning to make them.”

“Wow, OK. May I have a caramel chocolate chip frappe?”

The girl stared blankly at Paige. “A what?”

She obviously doesn’t know what a frappe is. Let’s try something else. “How about an iced blended Grasshopper mocha?”

The girl’s eyes grew wider than the cinnamon rolls in the pastry window. “You want grasshoppers in your coffee?”

Paige racked her fingers through her hair. Forget hick town, what planet had she landed on? “May I have a hot coffee with French vanilla creamer?”

The young barista smiled. “Sure. Regular or decaf? I’m more of a decaf girl. Mom says I’m already too hyper to drink regular.”

I agree. “Regular, please.”

The girl turned to fill a cup with hot coffee from a silver urn. “I haven’t seen you before. You must be new.”

“Yeah, I just rode in yesterday.”

“Rode? Like on a horse?”

Is this kid for real? Paige shook her head. “The bus.”

“Here’s your drink. Can I get you anything else?”

The pastries in the glass case drew her eyes. Her stomach grumbled. The exercise had already burnt off her early breakfast. “Those orange scones look amazing.”

“They’re so delicious. Miss Jenn bakes everything from scratch. She’s my boss. And the owner. She’s not here today, though.”

“Thanks. I’ll try one.”

“That’ll be five seventy-five.” Kylie put one of the scones in a brown paper sack and set it on the counter. Paige handed the barista her debit card. She swiped it and handed it back with a pen and the receipt for Paige to sign. “Welcome to Whitman, Paige. I’m Kylie Phillips.”

The name was familiar. “Phillips? Like the Mayor?” The town of Whitman was inundated with political signs that read, Mayor Phillips for Governor. A Vote for Phillips is a Vote for Family. Paige scribbled her name across the bottom of the slip of paper and handed it and the pen back to the barista.

“That’s my mom.”

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  No Greater Love (Shadows Over Whitman #1)

 

About the Author:

GinaHolder Gina Holder completed the Long Ridge Writer’s Group “Breaking into Print” course and graduated from Faith Bible Institute. In August 2017, she published her first novel, Whither Shall I Go. She is active on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, and Goodreads. She lives in Colorado with her husband and daughter. When she’s not working on her next novel, she enjoys reading, watching movies, cooking, singing, and playing the piano and organ.

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Christy and Laurel’s Dream: Guest Post with Pepper Basham

I have a special treat for you today! Pepper Basham has stopped by to share with us a little bit about her latest book, My Heart Belongs in the Blue Ridge: Laurel’s Dream and how it connects with Christy by Catherine Marshall. CLICK HERE to check out my review.

Please join me in giving a warm welcome to Pepper Basham

A little over a year ago, my husband and I went on a close-to-home adventure. We drove the two-hour road trip to the real location of Catherine Marshall’s Christy. In the novel, Christy shows up in Cutter Gap, but the place where the real story took place is called Chapel Hollow/Ebenezer Mission and the real Christy gets off the train in Del Rio, TN.

If you’ve never heard of this New York Times bestselling historical novel, here’s a little blurb about it:

christyThe train taking nineteen-year-old teacher Christy Huddleston from her home in Asheville, North Carolina, might as well be transporting her to another world. The Smoky Mountain community of Cutter Gap feels suspended in time, trapped by poverty, superstitions, and century-old traditions.

But as Christy struggles to find acceptance in her new home, some see her–and her one-room school–as a threat to their way of life. Her faith is challenged, and her heart is torn between two strong men with conflicting views about how to care for the families of the Cove.

Yearning to make a difference, will Christy’s determination and devotion be enough?

The audiobook read by Kellie Martin (who plays the heroine in the T.V. adaptation of the book). It’s FABULOUS! (here’s a little article about fact vs fiction in Christy. Also to see some photos of the REAL Christy and mission house, check this out.)

What I love best about this book is how true-to-life it is to the culture of Appalachia, and as my husband and I took the narrow, rain-washed, gravel/mud road up the hillside to a place we ‘hoped’ would bring us to ‘Cutter Gap’, the reality of just how isolated most communities in Appalachia were rung true. To give you a clue, we were out of any phone reception for over two hours. I mean…NONE.

Another interesting discovery on this trip was the miscellaneous gravestones at the church (which is the same church the real David Grantland held service in). Hand carved names, words misspelled, dates etched with simple tools showed a culture who valued their people in death in the best way they could.

Visiting this site on which one of the most-loved stories of Appalachia evolved was a wonderful way to kick-off the development of My Heart Belongs in the Blue Ridge. It gave a frame, a mental image, for the tales my Granny told me of her parents, grandparents, great grandparents…and beyond.

Here are a few photos from our visit to Christy territory. Of course, it can’t do the story justice, but it gives a little hint to a world so far removed from the one we know today – a world I hope I can introduce readers to through My Heart Belongs in the Blue Ridge (and any other Blue Ridge stories that follow)

About the Book

MHBI.TheBlueRidge.LaurelsDreamJourney into the Blue Ridge Mountains of 1918 where Laurel McAdams endures the challenges of a hard life while dreaming things can eventually improve. But trouble arrives in the form of an outsider. Having failed his British father again, Jonathan Taylor joins is uncle’s missionary endeavors as a teacher in a two-room schoolhouse. Laurel feels compelled to protect the tenderhearted teacher from the harsh realities of Appalachian life, even while his stories of life outside the mountains pull at Laurel’s imagination. Faced with angry parents over teaching methods, Laurel’s father’s drunken rages, and bad news from England, will Jonathan leave and never return, or will he stay and let love bloom?

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  My Heart Belongs in the Blue Ridge: Laurel’s Dream

About the Author

pepperbarnsmileAs a native of the Blue Ridge Mountains, Pepper Basham enjoys sprinkling her Appalachian into her fiction writing. She is an award-winning author of contemporary and historical romance, mom of five, speech-language pathologist, and a lover of Jesus and chocolate. She resides in Asheville, North Carolina with her family.

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Take-over with Robin Mason: Tessa Book Birthday and Re-new Cover Reveal & Giveaway

Friends, join me in giving a warm welcome to Robin Mason. She is taking over today to celebrate the book birthday of “Tessa” and to share with us the re-new cover reveal!

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Today, I’m celebrating my debut novel’s fourth birthday. A brief word of explanation— Tessa, has a double birthday; at the prompting and with the help of a friend, I first released her in early March 2014, but for Kindle only. I quickly learned the value of having print copies, and with the help of that same friend (who did all the formatting for me) I released and had all the celebration in October.

Tessa’s official book birthday is 31 October, which is fitting for the story—she assumed an identity not her own, thus “wearing a mask.”

So welcome to the celebration! Grab a mask, and a virtual cuppa tea and birthday cake!

About the Book:

One mother.  Two daughters.  One favorite.  One not.

When Cassie Barclay is presented with an opportunity – or is it a curse – she jumps at the chance.  She takes on a new life, her sister’s life, and although at first, it holds appeal and promise, she soon realizes sometimes the fairy tale is tainted.

Assuming the name of Tessa, Cassie moves into the life that was her sister’s, and faces first one realization then another, one disappointment after another. Stepping into Connie’s life does not automatically grant her all that Connie had or was. But it does deny all that she had and was as Cassie. As herself.

Just when she believes her life is on an even keel, something comes along to ripple the waters and remind her of her secret. Until the day she gets a phone call that rips her world apart. Who is the mysterious caller? And who knows her secret?

About the Author:

RobinMason  “I’ve always had voices—er, stories in my head. I once said I should write them all down so someone could write them someday. I had no idea at the time that someone was me!”

Ms. Mason writes stories of identity conflict. Her characters encounter situations that force the question, “Who am I really?” For all who have ever wondered who you are or why you’re here, her stories will touch you in a very real—maybe too real—and a very deep way. “I know, I write from experience.”

Ms. Mason has seven novels, Tessa, Clara Bess, and Cissy, in the unsavory heritage series, and The Long Shadows of Summer, The Tilting Leaves of Autumn, The Silent Song of Winter, and The Whispering Winds of Spring in her Seasons series. All of Ms. Mason’s books are available on Amazon, both for Kindle and in print. She also has several poems included in an anthology, Where Dreams and Visions Live (Anthologies of the Heart Book 1) by Mary Blowers, as well as a short story, Sarafina’s Light, also in an anthology, Blood Moon, compiled by Mary Blowers. She is working on a on One for the Price of Two, the first story in her new series, FourSquare, to release next year.

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Evolution of a Cover:

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Re-new Cover Reveal:

‘Dat first cover’ was my uneducated and oblivious attempt at cover design.  The second try captured the essence I wanted, but didn’t convey well to the second and third books in the series. Number three was professionally done, but as lovely as it is, I still didn’t love it. I took the design back into my hands last year with the fourth cover, but it was missing something. Now, for Tessa’s birthday, she has a stunning new look!

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Isn’t she gorgeous!!

Tessa is available on Amazon, both in print and Kindle format!

Purchase here:  https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00IPZ5JEE/

 

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*Giveaway run through November 7th*

Bird’s Nest Books is celebrating Tessa’s fourth birthday with a tour-wide #giveaway! Robin is gifting one reader a Prize Pack that includes:

A signed print copy of Tessa
3 oz packette of Tessa’s Tea
unsavory heritage mug
necklace with paint palette pendant
unsavory heritage bookmark
three (3) framed mini art prints
Bonus Books —  from Heather Gilbert, Lisa Lickel, and Linda Rodante

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Giveaway is sponsored by Bird’s Nest Books, and is not affiliated by any social media venues. Open to US residents only.

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Spotlight & Excerpt: Give Me Thine Heart by Andrea Boeshaar

I have a special treat for you today! Andrea Boeshaar is sharing an excerpt from her new novella “Give Me Thine Heart”.  This fabulous story is currently part of the Timeless Love Collection.

This collection of 7 stories through the ages is available for pre-order for only .99c from March 21st to June 19th when the ebook releases. All proceeds go to the Live Strong Foundation

To learn more about the collection, be sure to see my cover reveal post (click here)

About the Author:

AndreaBAndrea Kuhn Boeshaar has been married for more than 30 years. She and her husband, Daniel, have three adult sons, daughters-in-law, and two precious grandchildren. Andrea’s educational background includes the University of Wisconsin – Milwaukee, where she studied in English, and Alverno College where she studied in Professional Communications and Business Management.

Andrea has been writing stories and poems since she was a little girl; however, it wasn’t until 1984 that she started submitting her work for publication. Eight years after that, she was convicted about writing for the Christian market. She read books in her genre (Inspirational Romance & Women’s Fiction), studied the market, and worked hard to hone her craft.

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Excerpt:

Sam digested the information and downed his rum, before setting aside the glass. He took his place near the entrance once more. He would take his leave shortly, but not too soon to arouse suspicion. He’d learned that General Ross must be stopped and the U. S. Capitol reinforced and he’d do his best to get that piece of information, as well as others, to President Madison in time.

However, he had to be on that ship tonight before it set sail for America.

Sam glanced across the way and stood to his full height, every nerve drawn tight, sending prickles of warning down the back of his neck. There, in the receiving parlor where all the smokers had shed their tailcoats was Miss Kingsly—

And in her hands lay Sam’s black diary, containing news that was not for her eyes!

He slipped from the room and crossed the large foyer. As he approached, she looked up and smiled when she saw him.  Her smoky-gray eyes held only a welcome, no fear or guilt from being caught snooping.

“What have you got there, Miss Kingsly?”

She glanced to the black book in her long, slender hands. “I don’t know. I found it on the floor.” She leafed through it. “Evidently it fell out of someone’s coat pocket.”

“So you took it upon yourself to read it?” Sam couldn’t keep the edge from his tone. Most likely she intended to run to her fiancé with what she learned.

“I read a few pages only to find out the book’s owner, is all.” Miss Kingsly tipped her head and strands of her straw-colored hair slipped from its pins. They fanned her cheek. “Does it belong to you?”

In reply, Sam held out his hand.

“I thought maybe it did.” She handed it over.

Sam bent to collect his tailcoat. From the way it lay in the pile, he could see how his diary had slipped from its hold. Perhaps Miss Kingsly had found it on the floor, but now she put him in a precarious position and he couldn’t take the chance of being discovered. Not now.

“Blast it all!” he snarled.

“Excuse me?”

Sam pulled on his coat and sheathed his diary. He buttoned it up the front, his gaze never wavering from her lovely face.

“I assure you, Mr. White, much of what I read made no sense and that which I did understand I shall keep it to myself. You have my word.”

Her promise meant nothing to him at this moment. In one swooping motion, he took hold of the knife he kept hidden inside his left boot and slapped his palm over her mouth to prevent a scream. “Miss Kingsly, I’m afraid I must kill you.”

 

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Timeless Love Collection: Romantic Stories that Span the Ages

Note: This is a limited time collection, only available for two weeks after the release date(6/19 – 7/3/18). After that all the novella’s will release in paperback from their respective publishers.

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DID YOU MISS THE EXCERPTS THAT WERE SHARED EARLIER?  NOT TO WORRY, YOU CAN FIND THEM CLICKING ON THE TITLES BELOW!

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Spotlight & Excerpt: This Freedom Journey by Misty M. Beller

Get your fan’s ready! I have a special treat for you today! Misty M. Beller is sharing an excerpt from her new novella “This Freedom Journey”.  This wonderful story is currently part of the Timeless Love Collection.

This collection of 7 stories through the ages is available for pre-order for only .99c from March 21st to June 19th when the ebook releases. All proceeds go to the Live Strong Foundation

To learn more about the collection, be sure to see my cover reveal post (click here)

About the Author:

MistyMBellerMisty M. Beller writes romantic mountain stories, set on the 1800s frontier and woven with the truth of God’s love. For a limited time, you can get her bestselling novel, The Lady and the Mountain Man, FREE here: http://bit.ly/2gvrW1a

She was raised on a farm in South Carolina, so her Southern roots run deep. Growing up, her family was close, and they continue to keep that priority today. Her husband and daughters now add another dimension to her life, keeping her both grounded and crazy.

God has placed a desire in Misty’s heart to combine her love for Christian fiction and the simpler ranch life, writing historical novels that display God’s abundant love through the twists and turns in the lives of her characters.

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Excerpt:

The door opened and Mary stepped in, only her blue eyes and red cheeks showing between her scarf and hood. Her gaze swept to him as she entered the room, and her eyes widened. She pulled the scarf down to uncover her mouth. “What are you doing?”

He probably looked like he was climbing the wall, stretching up on his toes to keep the cord in place. “Can you hold this in place while I go outside and feed it through the opening above?” She likely wouldn’t be tall enough to reach the rope outside, so he’d need to do that part.

She shuffled forward, removing her gloves as she walked. “All right. As soon as I take these snowshoes off.”

She removed the frames in quicker time than he ever could, then slipped off her scarf and coat before stepping up behind him. “What do I do?”

“Hold this rope so I can reach it on the outside.” He shifted over so she could take his spot.

She moved in close—very close—to reach the rope. He held his breath, but it didn’t keep away the heady sense of her nearness. The touch of the wild that clung to her.

Her fingers brushed his hand as she took the cord. “I have it.” Her murmur sent a caress of warmth against his cheek.

He stepped off the hearth, more to still the rush of reaction roiling inside him than anything. And when he made it outside, the blast of icy air was just what he needed to cool his inner turmoil.

Good thing he hadn’t waited to hang this partition. A little separation from that woman might keep him from something he would regret. Did she feel the same way? How could she, still grieving the loss of her husband and babe?

Yet there were moments that he sensed something within her. A softening. Maybe even attraction.

But he couldn’t push her. If she wanted anything more than someone to help endure the winter, she’d have to take the next step. But who was he fooling? She’d made it clear, she didn’t even want that much.

Around the side of the cabin, he could see the rope protruding between the logs. Thankfully, the snow had drifted high against the wall, lifting him up enough that he could feed the cord back through the higher crack.

He worked a length of rope through, then called through the wall. “Can you reach the end now?”

“I have it.” Not even the logs between them could muffle the clear determination in her voice. Mary Standish wouldn’t be deterred once she set her mind to something.

He tromped back to the door, then stepped in.

Mary still stood on the hearth, but didn’t have to stretch nearly as far up, for she’d altered the set-up a bit. She’d turned the iron pot upside down on the hearth and now stood on it. Not a sturdy base when she stretched upward at an angle.

He strode forward, hands extended to catch her should the entire arrangement topple. “I can take it now.”

“I’m assuming you want this tied.” She started to knot the rope around the log.

“Yes, but I can do it. That pot will slide out from under you.” He touched her back to steady her.

Just in time, apparently, because her platform slid a bit, and she jerked.

He planted a foot beside the pot to keep it from moving farther and shifted his hands to grip her sides. “Really, Mary. I’ll do it. Just get down.” If she was hurt in this little project, he’d never forgive himself.

“There. All done.” She shifted again as she released the rope.

He had no idea if she could tie a knot that would hold, but he could fix that later, if necessary.

She turned and placed a hand on his shoulder while she peered down to place her feet. No sense in that though. He lifted her the same way he helped his mother down from a carriage.

Except she was nothing like his mother.

Mary gripped both of his shoulders, her blue eyes widening and her mouth forming a soft O as he lowered her. Such a beauty, this woman. Her heart-shaped face with its features perfectly proportioned. Those lips, slightly chapped by the wind. They suited her perfectly. A little roughed-up by the elements, but soft on the inside. And very much in need of kissing.

A stillness settled in the room, pulling his gaze up to her eyes.

They locked on his, a little wildness in them, as though she could read his thoughts. He shouldn’t have even been thinking about kissing her. Not after he’d just told himself outside he needed to give her time.

He swallowed, working to gather some moisture in his mouth to apologize. The last thing he wanted was to frighten her.

But then her gaze dipped to his mouth, throwing another log on the blaze he’d been trying to quiet within him. Fire and ice. He wanted more than anything to lower his mouth to hers. But he couldn’t. She had to take the first step.

As if she could read his mind, she reached up and raised her mouth to his.

Sweet honeysuckle and pepper. He’d been wrong about her kiss. She was softness, yes, but with fire infused in her touch. A fire that fed the flame inside him.

 

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Note: This is a limited time collection, only available for two weeks after the release date(6/19 – 7/3/18). After that all the novella’s will release in paperback from their respective publishers.

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DID YOU MISS THE EXCERPTS THAT WERE SHARED EARLIER?  NOT TO WORRY, YOU CAN FIND THEM CLICKING ON THE TITLES BELOW!

StepheniaHMcGee&Timeless Spotlight & Excerpt: The Heart of Home by Stephenia H. McGee

IMG_0325 Spotlight & Exerpt: Teach Me to Love by Kari Trumbo

img_0321 Spotlight & Excerpt: Bookishly Ever After by Sarah Monzon

 

 

Spotlight & Excerpt: The Heart of Home by Stephenia H. McGee

I have a special treat for you today! Stephenia McGee is sharing an excerpt from her new novella “The Heart of Home”.  This delightful story is currently part of the Timeless Love Collection.

This collection of 7 stories through the ages is available for pre-order for only .99c from March 21st to June 19th when the ebook releases. All proceeds go to the Live Strong Foundation

To learn more about the collection, be sure to see my cover reveal post (click here)

About the Author:

Steph

Stephenia H. McGee is a wife, mother of two very active little boys, author, and lover of all things historical. Stephenia currently lives in Mississippi with her husband and sons where she writes stories of faith, redemption and life steeped in the South

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Excerpt:

The dog looked up at him and whimpered, and then scampered forward, looking over its shoulder. Tristan gave a nod. He would come. Perhaps his body had been taken down by the river after all. The dog merely guided him home, to the place where he would see them all once more.

He tried to swallow, his throat dry despite all the water he’d swallowed. He placed one foot in front of the other, feeling far too wearisome to be free of the confines of flesh. But then, what would he know of such things? Perhaps this was just the way of it. The house grew larger upon his approach, beckoning him to the quiet rest that would rid him of this troubled world.

He took the steps gingerly, reverently putting his hand on the column. The windows didn’t look like he remembered them, and the river snaking through the rear yard wasn’t true, but he wouldn’t begrudge the changes in the vision. At least he had been granted a glimpse of home before his soul gave up its confinement. It was a far sight better than the churning waters of the Mississippi.

He sank onto the porch, and the dog settled by his side, snout resting on its paws. Tristan laid back, the faint sound of the door opening bringing peace. They would take him now, and he would drift away to where the streets were golden and pain did not rule. He’d lost sight of God during the swarms of battle, but as peace settled on his spirit, he knew God had not forgotten him.

Closing his eyes, Tristan waited for the bright light. Forgive me for forgetting you, and remember me instead as the boy who once trusted you with his heart.

“Who are you?”

The voice was smooth and soft, yet held more bite than an angel’s should have.

“Naught but a weary soldier ready to go home.”

A rustling of fabric and then the voice came closer. “Best you get on about that, then.”

Exhaustion pulled at him, tugging him toward the comforts of oblivion. He nodded, the pulse in his head beating a steady rhythm with his somnolent heart. He was trying to get on with it. Couldn’t the angel see that?

The sweet scent of honey tickled his nose and he sighed. Heaven would be a blessed reprieve from the fetid assault scores of wounded and unwashed men had waged on his senses.

The disgruntled voice softened and neared. “Um, are you all right, sir?”

He fought back a surge of irritation. Of course he wasn’t all right. Was a dying man supposed to be? “Will be, soon as this is done.”

“As soon as what’s done?”

Tristan cracked an eye to examine the angel standing over him. Hair the color of warm coffee piled on top of her head, she stared at him with wide brown eyes from an oval face. He smiled. Just as beautiful as a heavenly creature should be. She leaned near and placed a cool hand on his brow, making a tsking sound as her fingers slid into what must be the matted mess of blood tangled in his hairline.

Pain spiked and he snagged her wrist, startled to find it all too solid in his grasp. His eyes flew wide. The woman should have struggled to get away, but she remained still, looking down at him with guarded eyes.

“Sir, you need tending.”

Tristan swallowed, trying to get his foggy thoughts to focus. Was he dreaming? Or perhaps he was actually drowning in the river and his mind merely conjured a more pleasant place to pass. He released her hand. “Just let me be.”

Scowling, she leaned closer. “You are on my porch.”

Tristan groaned, the throbbing in his head trying to convince him this was not the quiet escape back to Willowby he’d yearned for.

“Sir?” She shook his shoulder, sending another wave of pain through his head.

He released a low groan and closed his eyes. “Just let me be, woman, I beg of you.”

She scoffed. “I cannot. You are a drenched and delirious soldier still clothed in his grays and lying on my porch in a most pitiful state. I simply cannot let you be.”

Anger stirred in his chest, pushing out some of the cold from his veins. The dog at his side moved closer, its warm body suddenly reminding him he was oddly cold.

The woman tugged on his arm. “Come. I will take you in the house.”

Tristan opened his eyes once more, the waning light casting her features in an amber glow. Even still, he could see a mixture of trepidation and worry scattered across her face.

“No, thank you.”

“No?” Those flashing eyes grew wider.

He rolled to his side, and tried to find the numbing fog once more. Blackness crept in on his vision and he closed his eyes, longing to surrender to it. “Please, may I just die on your porch?”

The woman made a startled noise, and then everything faded into the abyss.

 

Pre-Order your copy today!

Timeless Love Collection: Romantic Stories that Span the Ages

Note: This is a limited time collection, only available for two weeks after the release date(6/19 – 7/3/18). After that all the novella’s will release in paperback from their respective publishers.

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Did you miss the excerpts that were shared earlier?  Not to worry, you can find them clicking on the titles below!

IMG_0325 Spotlight & Exerpt: Teach Me to Love by Kari Trumbo

img_0321 Spotlight & Excerpt: Bookishly Ever After by Sarah Monzon