Showing posts with label inspirational romance. Show all posts
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Monday, May 15, 2017

Love, Lies and Alibis by Suzanne Pearson

Title: Love, Lies and Alibis
Author: Suzanne Pearson
Genre: Inspirational Romantic Suspense
Release Date: April 19, 2017
Summary:
After suffering five years of abuse at the hands of her deceased husband, Tiffany Reynolds wants to reclaim the life she thought was gone forever. Every step forward becomes a stumble backward when danger threatens her life, and even God seems not to care.

Guilt-ridden, Luke Johnson, a private investigator, is driven to solve the murder of his sister. Following up on a lead, Luke crosses paths with Tiffany. His need for answers and retribution soon clash with his growing love for the fragile widow.

Joining forces is their only option if they hope to survive the minefield surrounding them. When Luke’s life is threatened, Tiffany makes a decision that could cost her everything.

Will Luke understand and forgive, or will he choose to walk out of her life?


Humph! What the . . .?

Hands curled around her shoulders holding her steady. “Happy to see me?”

“What? No.” Do I know this guy?

“Plop, fizz – that’s the sound of my ego deflating.”

She wrenched free and backed away, wrapping her arms around her waist.

He held his hands up where she could see them. “Sorry. A pretty girl like you bumps into a guy like me, it makes me think my luck is changing.”

His voice, so deep and warm, wriggled past her defenses and eased the tension in her muscles. Who wouldn’t trust that voice? She looked up into eyes such a deep blue they reminded her of the sky before a storm. The broad-shouldered man stood half a foot taller than her. She should feel threatened. But she didn’t. Instead she felt something she’d never felt before.

Breathless. Hot. Mindless.

Her mouth opened, her lips moved, but no sound came out.

He frowned, and she froze.

Surely I’m safe in this crowd. Just in case, hold completely still and maybe he’ll go away.

“Easy.”

“I’m sorry.” Please, please, please, don’t hurt me.

“I’m the one who should apologize.”

Okay, he’s not angry. He’s concerned. Is that any better? The phone jammed in her pocket suddenly buzzed against her hip. She pulled it out and answered. “Julie? Where are you guys?”

“Are you okay? I’ve been trying to reach you all afternoon.”

“I’m so sorry. I was at the salon and my phone was in my purse, so I never heard it ring.”

“Our celebration is going to have to wait. I have to work another shift at the hospital. Meg’s car wouldn’t start, and after that, Deb said we should cancel.”

Tiffany clamped her lips tight to keep the whimper of disappointment from escaping. Julie was distressed, and she couldn’t add to that. “I understand.”

“Honey, I’m so sorry. I know you were looking forward to this. But I promise we’ll reschedule real soon.”

“Okay, talk to you later.” She disconnected the call and put the phone back in her pocket.

“Bad news?”

“No, not really,” she murmured even as she wanted to stamp her foot in aggravation. It wasn’t bad news in a general sense. No one was hurt or dying. But disappointment was a hard pill to swallow. 

“It sounds pretty bad. Can I help?” He offered her a kind smile.

Why are you so concerned? “Oh, no, but thanks for the offer. I was supposed to meet some friends here, but they canceled.”

“What a lucky coincidence, so did mine.”

“Oh.”

“I have a solution.”

“You do?” It wasn’t hard to guess what would come next. He’d ask her to join him and she would politely decline. He was a perfect gentleman now, but what would he do later?

“What movie were you going to see?”

“That’s a great question.”

“I’ve got plenty more.”

Missionaries, Mercenaries and Murder
Summary:
Alex Carpenter’s life is shattered when his friend and partner is gunned down. With his confidence shaken, he turns in his badge and gun and accepts an offer to build a church in the Congo, hoping for time alone to heal.

Molly Quinn is on a mission to save souls and heal bodies. Nothing is too difficult for her to handle until a police officer from Kikwit demands she come to his city to identify a body that turns out to be her friend and a fellow American.

Alex realizes her friend was murdered, and Molly begs him to help her find the killer. Drawn into a bloody web of intrigue and deception, Alex and Molly must work together to stay alive and one step ahead of a murderer.

Can she convince Alex to put his trust and their lives in God’s hands?


Author Bio:
Suzanne Pearson was born in the Congo to missionary parents. After graduating from high school she flew back to America by herself and settled in Eugene, Oregon where she met her husband. She didn’t start writing until she was an empty-nester. Calling on her experiences as a missionary kid and later life in America, she began writing about the adventures and troubles that come unexpectedly into life.






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Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Alone by SM Ford

Title: Alone
Author: SM Ford
Genre: Inspirational Romantic Suspense
Release Date: June 29, 2016
Summary:
Ready for adventure in the snowy Colorado mountains, Cecelia Gage is thrilled to be employed as the live-in housekeeper for her favorite bestselling author. The twenty-five-year old doesn’t count on Mark Andrews being so prickly, nor becoming part of the small town gossip centering on the celebrity. Neither does she expect to become involved in Andrews family drama and a relationship with Simon Lindley, Mark’s oh so good-looking best friend. And certainly, Cecelia has no idea she’ll be mixed up in a murder investigation because of this job.

Will Cecelia’s faith in God get her through all the trouble that lies ahead?

Prologue
I know I should go to bed. But how can I? Instead I want to cry or scream or have some feminine fit to protest the reality of this evening and have someone sympathize with me or hold my hand or hold me in their arms . . . But I’m alone. Alone, as I’m afraid I’ll be the rest of my life. And there is no one to call. Simon is out of town and Mark . . . Mark is in jail.

Remembering the town’s small police station with its two cramped cells, I shudder. Each stark chamber is only six by eight feet. The bed, a concrete shelf covered by a thin plastic mattress. No chairs. In the corner behind a half wall are a lidless toilet and a miniature sink. The cells are only meant to be temporary holding tanks for drunks or lawbreakers of minor crimes. Not for an accused murderer. Not for Mark!

The clock strikes the hour: two in the morning. I’m pacing again. I force myself to stop. With a shaking hand I push an escaped strand of hair out of my eyes. The room is as cold as the snow falling outside. Maybe a cup of hot chocolate would help. I can’t go to sleep the way I am and I don’t know how to pray anymore.

I switch off the living room lamps and make my way to the kitchen. I’d forgotten what a disaster it is. The stove’s center island is littered with dirty coffee cups, a pile of limp tea bags on a saucer, crumpled napkins, spoons resting in untidy brown circles on the shiny surface. Mark had been hospitable to the men who’d taken him away. Fighting tears, I put the lid back on the instant coffee and screw it down tight.

I throw away the garbage, load the dishwasher, and put coffee and tea back in the cupboard. The dishrag is cold and soggy in the bottom of the sink. I rinse it with warm water and go to work on the stains on the cream-colored counter top. Maybe the harder I scrub, the better I’ll be able to block out the images in my mind of the body in its pool of blood in the study . . . and of Mark put in handcuffs and marched out to the waiting police car.

Author Bio:
SM Ford writes inspirational fiction for adults, although teens may find the stories of interest, too.

When she was 13 she got hooked on Mary Stewart's romantic suspense books, although she has been a reader as long as she can remember, and is an eclectic reader. Inspirational authors she enjoys include: Francine Rivers, Bodie Thoene, Dee Henderson, Jan Karon, and many more.

SM Ford is a Pacific Northwest gal, but has also lived in the midwest (Colorado and Kansas) and on the east coast (New Jersey). She and her husband have two daughters and two sons-in-law and three grandsons. She can't figure out how she got to be old enough for all that, however.

She loves assisting other writers on their journeys.


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Tuesday, December 15, 2015

The Ticket by Christine Schimpf

Title: The Ticket
Author: Christine Shimpf
Genre: Inspirational Romance
Release Date: May 7, 2015
Publisher: CreateSpace
Cover Design: Christine Shimpf
Summary:
If you enjoy Downton Abbey and Mr. Selfridge, you’ll fall in love with… The Ticket.

A Heart Torn in Two Between True Love and one for The Ship Of Dreams, The Titanic!

Margaret Reardon vowed to leave Belfast. Her appetite for adventure helps her get hired as one of eighteen stewardesses on the ship everyone’s talking about, Titanic.

Joseph Flanagan is all business at Anderson and McAuley. His fight is against time to prepare Titanic for her maiden voyage. But time stops the day Margaret walks into the store changing Joseph’s perspective forever.

Two lives collide igniting a spark neither one can deny, revealing a truth that changes everything.


Margaret ran a slender finger along the edge of the ticket. Pleased with what she’d accomplished, she smiled. In two weeks, she’d sail on the liner that everyone in Belfast was talking about—the Titanic.

She’d won the approval of her parents to journey as one of eighteen stewardesses, which was no easy feat. She recalled the lines that etched Mum’s face when she told her she wanted to apply for one of the positions. It was Papa who granted her the permission she needed. In exchange, she’d promised both of her parents and Joseph, that upon her return, she’d marry and settle down.

Joseph, she breathed. Just saying his name brought a smile to her face. Delicious warmth spread deep inside all the way to her very fingertips as she thought of him. Yet, uncertainty about everything hung in the air creating a tightrope. It would be tempting to be in New York with all of its opportunities in retail. Joseph had told her she had a natural talent when it came to merchandising, and she’d proven herself at the store, especially her work on the display window to attract Titanic’s passengers. Even she was beginning to believe she possessed a marketable talent in the industry.

She ran her fingers across the words, “Permission Granted to Board ‘R.M.S. Titanic.’ Her breath caught. She could hardly wait.

Author Bio:
Christine Schimpf is a city girl who has fallen in love with country living. She writes both fiction and Christian romance.

Her debut novel, Nick, The Journey of a Lifetime (2011) is based on the life of her grandfather-in-law and is considered an immigrant-to-success story. The book remains a best seller in her hometown. The Ticket (2015), an inspirational romance, won the 2014 semifinalist seat in the American Christian Fiction Writers Association’s Genesis Contest in the Historical Romance Novella category.

Christine is a graduate of the University of Wisconsin-Whitewater and is an award winning essayist. She is a member of the American Christian Fiction Writers Association and the Romance Writers of America.

She lives on five acres in the country with her husband and golden retriever and is now fortunate enough to devote most of her time to her writing. In her spare time she enjoys golf, tennis, kayaking and anything outdoors which churns the wheels of inspiration for her.


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Sunday, October 11, 2015

Release Day Blitz: Enough by Dawn L Chiletz

Title: Enough
Author: Dawn L Chiletz
Genre: Contemporary Inspirational Romance
Release Date: October 11, 2015
Summary:
Broken

Scarred

Invisible

My name is Everly. I’m a stay-at-home mom of two beautiful kids. I have a husband who provides for our family, but I don’t think he loves me anymore. Inside I die a little every day.

I am not enough. Not enough of a mother, a wife, a friend, a woman… I’m not enough to get you to stay, to love me or to accept me. There’s a battle I’m fighting. It’s a battle within myself.

I’m a fixer; I help others. I try to make everyone around me happy and whole, yet I haven’t figured out a way to fix myself.

When time and circumstances push me to my breaking point, I’m forced to take a hard look at what I’ve become. A failed marriage, a failed attempt at a career, and a failed attempt at being a mother. I’m not enough to hold any of it.

This is my story. It’s about trying to figure out how to be happy with who I am, how to love myself again, and how to allow others to love me. When a second chance at love is standing in front of me, will I be able to see anything more than my broken reflection in his eyes? Will I be able to rebuild and reinvent myself when everything falls apart? Can I find the love I truly deserve?

Will I ever be enough?


He smiles and brings the pizza over to the couch. He heads over to the kitchen and returns with paper plates, a roll of paper towels, and two glasses filled with ice.

I scoot down and rest on my heels, opening the pizza box. The smell makes me groan, and I bring a piece to my lips before he’s able to hand me a plate. He laughs. “You were hungry.”

“This,” I say, motioning to the pizza, “is me.”

He smiles briefly then frowns again.

“I’m sorry I ruined your dinner plans,” I tell him.

“I’m sorry I tried to act like I have my shit together.”

“You do.”

“I really don’t,” he states as he crosses his legs and lifts a piece of pizza to his plate. I reach for a paper towel and he helps me.

“It was a beautiful place. I just didn’t feel like I belonged there.”

He shakes his head. “You belong in the best of everything.”

“Why do you say that stuff?” I ask as I take another large bite of pizza.

“I only took you there because I wanted you to feel as special as you are. You’re beautiful, Ever. You always have been. Inside and out.”

I suddenly feel conscious of my lumpy body, and I lift my plate and head over to the bar.

He follows me and sighs. “What did I say now?”

“It’s not you. You’re sweet and kind and treat me better than I deserve. I’m just not the same girl you think you remember.”

“You seem the same to me.”

I drop my plate on the bar and turn to face him. “I’ve had two kids. Underneath this dress are stretch marks and a scar from two cesareans. I have way too tight underwear on to hold everything in and enough cellulite to rival the waves in the ocean.”

He twists his head to the side and wipes his mouth with a paper towel as he finishes chewing his last bite. He places his plate on the counter and takes my hands. He positions them on his waist and angles me close to him. My breath hitches, and I stare into him with uncertainty.

“You are beautiful. I don’t care about all that shit. Don’t you understand? When I look at you, I see you. The girl who took my heart at the age of twenty-one and never returned it. I. See. You. You’ll always be you. That’s all I care about.”

I swallow hard at his proximity and then roll my eyes. He laughs and takes a step back to get a better view of my face. “Why are you rolling your eyes at me?”

“Because you’re full of shit.” I turn away from him and lift my slice of pizza from my plate. “If you saw me naked, you wouldn’t be whistling the same tune.” I laugh.

His eyes darken. “When I see you naked, I won’t be whistling anything. I’ll be licking every inch of you.”

My pizza slides out of my hand and falls cheese-first onto the floor.

Author Bio:
Dawn L. Chiletz is the author of The Contest and Waiting to Lose. She currently resides in Illinois with her husband, two boys, and two dogs. When she's not binge writing or reading, Dawn drinks large amounts of coffee and checks Facebook instead of doing laundry.


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Saturday, May 2, 2015

Release Day Blitz: Just Caspian by Briana Gaitan

Title: Just Caspian
Author: Briana Gaitan
Series: Norwood Brothers
Genre: New Adult/ Inspirational Romance
Release Date: May 2, 2015

Summary:
Our love was epic. Our pain was inevitable.

We shared demons, but his were always darker than mine.
We always fought them head on.
Until tragedy changed him, and he lost his way.
I’ll do anything to help him find his way back home.
Things won’t be the same until he’s just Caspian again…

Ginger and Caspian's relationship has always had its ups and downs. Now their greatest loss might bring them their greatest gift. As they work out their grief, accept their loss, and figure out how to move forward, they'll discover if their love can stand the test of time.

*This is a standalone novella and a spin-off series from the Hollywood Timelines series featuring Caspian Norwood and Ginger Teague, characters introduced in The One Thing*


Every piece of clothing I own is completely out of season. I throw a pair of red heels behind me and continue digging through the piles of shoes on my closet floor.

“Babe, have you seen my tan Gucci sandals?” I could have sworn I saw them just last week. If my closet weren’t such a huge mess, I’d probably find them with no problem.

I poke my head out from behind the mirror doors and stare at Caspian who is immersed in a video game. He’s ignoring me, a usual when the Xbox is on. I snap my fingers a few times.

“Uh, Babe? Gucci? Sandals?”

He pulls off one of his headphones and looks at the growing mess behind me. “I don’t know what a Gucci is, but there are like a million pairs of shoes behind you. Wear one of those.”

Sounds of gunfight and yelling start back up. He’s playing with his friends, and I hate to interrupt, but this is an emergency. And not just any emergency. A fashion emergency.

I stand up and finish stuffing my suitcase with all the important necessities. Dress for premiere, suits for interviews, and a good book for the down time. Because that’s what I do now. I read a book. I don’t go out and party. I continue talking to Caspian as I try desperately to zip the bag up.

“This isn’t just any premiere. This is the Sundance Film Festival. This is the premiere of my first film. This is the crΓ¨me de la crΓ¨me of independent film festivals. This is my dream. This is—”

“Alright, Ginger. I get it. Two Gucci shoes, on the double.” He stands up, turns off the game, and stretches his hands over his head so that the smallest amount of skin peeks out under the bottom of his shirt. He runs his hands through his dirty blonde hair. It’s amazing that a guy so nice would want to be with me. Me, of all people. I don’t deserve him. I can’t pry my eyes off every inch of him as he sorts through my monster of a closet. It’s the sexiest thing a guy could ever do. Helping me without complaining, but he knows how important this trip is to me. It’s bad enough that he has to miss it due to a recording deadline.

“You’re meeting me in Nashville on Monday, right?” I move to my vanity and take out my diamond studs followed by my makeup.

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” He gives me a goofy grin before going back to his searching.

Next week is our one-year anniversary. Not the anniversary of when we began dating because that was only months ago, but the anniversary of when we first met on the streets of Nashville. I was on my way to an audition, and he was outside smoking before a sound check. It began as a flirtatious friendship, but developed into something more. It sounds silly to celebrate both dates, but that place will always hold a special place in each of our hearts.

“The paparazzi were sneaking around outside of the house again when I came home. So don’t forget to be careful when you’re out on the balcony. Do you— ”

“Ah, ha.” He holds up two brown high-heeled sandals and presents them to me. “Are these the shoes you want to wear?”

I give a slight squeal before grabbing them and throwing my arms around him. “Thank you, thank you, and thank you. These are gonna look perfect with my new white dress.”

“You owe me one.” He gives me a devilish smirk and grabs the shoes from my hand. They fly through the air before landing on the floor beside my bags. “And seeing that we will be apart for the next four days, I really think I should cash in that favor.”

“Oh, really now?” I press my body up to his, making him back up until he hits the wall.

“Let’s waste some time.”

Wasting time, it’s an inside joke of ours. We don’t waste time for the hell of it, we waste time together. Him and I. He grabs my chin, and we lock eyes. He’s beautiful, irresistible, and finally mine. After wasting my whole life dating scumbag jerks, I now have something even better. A great guy.

“Waste away,” I whisper onto this smooth skin as I trail kisses down his neck.







Author Bio:
Briana Gaitan is the bestselling author of the Hollywood Timelines series (The Last Thing and The One Thing) and coauthor of the Ethereal Underground series.

Briana is a southern native and self proclaimed geek. She has never wanted anything but to create whether it be composing music, decorating her house, or giving voices to the characters inside her head.Her days are spent obsessing over a good read, raising her three kids, and watching anything on the SyFy channel. Through her writing, she hopes to inspire others to believe in                                    the impossible.


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