Sunday, December 29, 2013

A Decent Proposal by Donna Deloney

Can money conquer all? Or will love get in the way? 

Andrew Perry is days away from losing the shelter he created for teen runaways . Without a new source of funding, the work he was dedicating his life to will be forfeited. He urgently prays for a way out. 

Wealthy socialite Vanessa Carson—Andy’s ex—has a dilemma. In order to inherit her family’s vast estate, and to protect her family’s non-profit foundation, she has to be married by her thirtieth birthday—ten days from now. 

Vanessa approaches her former love with an unusual proposal: if he agrees to marry her for a year, she will fund his ministry for years to come. Desperate, Andy reluctantly agrees to the marriage—in name only. 

But there are those who will do anything to drive the couple apart—and those who want nothing more than to keep them together. With their faith, fortunes, and futures inexplicably intertwined, Andy and Vanessa must decide what is most important to them, and whether it is worth the cost. 

Available in e-book and print from on Amazon

Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Revenge, Inc. by Keleigh Criger Hadley

Revenge, Inc.

This gripping page-turner from Christian Fiction author Keleigh Crigler Hadley shows that all it takes is one bad decision for everything to change.

Cherise Holder's hell on earth begins on her 26th birthday. Unable to cope with a heart shattering loss, she gives in to a familiar addiction. Forced to attend AA meetings, Cherise befriends fellow alcoholics; Stuart, a disgraced banker, Greyson, a bitter cheerleader and Araceli, a broken teenager with an infamous parent.

An opportunity arises, and the foursome decide to work together to correct past wrongs in each of their lives. Their ingenious plan to get revenge works - too well and this is only the beginning. They find the electrifying high of revenge, more addictive than anything they've ever experienced.

Cherise assumes that revenge will put out the fire in her heart, but she finds that it just makes her rage burn brighter. She begins to believe that revenge is a dish best served over and over again.

Revenge Inc. mesmerizes as it takes you from the barrio to the hills of Hollywood. Along the way, it exposes what the lust for revenge does to your heart, mind and soul.

Keleigh Crigler Hadley truly believes that faith and fiction are a match made in heaven. She wrote her first short story in the 7th grade and fell in love with the craft.
She is the author of Revenge, Inc. and the young adult series, Preacher’s Kids. She has also written a nonfiction journal called, One Day at a Time. Recently, she contributed to Reshonda Tate Billingsely’s  award winning anthology, The Motherhood Diaries.
 She pens her soulful stories from her home in the San Fernando Valley. She is constantly learning, growing and pushing the limits in the field of writing.

What was the inspiration for Revenge, Inc.?

 The idea started with one of the last scenes in the book. I won’t give it away but, I just had a vision of a desperate, mental power struggle. From that thought, the whole book came about.

I wanted to put together an unlikely group of friends. A stripper, a banker, a cheerleader and an angry teenager. Pretty different right? Then I thought, what could they possibly have in common? Where do people come together from divergent walks of life. Church? Work? The Club? Nope. AA. Alcoholics Anonymous.

I did a TON of research on the organization and almost went to a meeting but I felt that might be exploitive. But I did find out that when people have hit rock bottom, AA is a resource that can get them sober again.

So I had to take my characters and make them hit the bottom. I threw everything I could think of at them to make them desperate enough to lose themselves in alcohol. Then I took alcohol away and replaced that addiction with the lust for revenge. They became revengeaholics. 

Revenge, Inc is available on Amazon, Barnes and Nobles, Smashwords and iBooks at iTunes 

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Monday, December 16, 2013

Double Proposal by Barbara Joe Williams

Monique Kennedy is a full-figured sistah who has been celibate since the birth of her three-year-old daughter and living single in New Orleans. After relocating to Tallahassee for a new job, she meets Prince Conyers and falls in love. Three months later, he proposes marriage, and that is when her baby daddy returns with devastating news and a proposal of his own.
Will she choose the lover who abandoned her three years ago or the prince she has only known for three months?
Puchase at Amazon and Barnes and Nobles 
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Saturday, December 14, 2013

Love At Christmastime by Lisa Y. Watson

Sometimes a glimpse of the past can hold the key to your future.

The Love at Christmastime series is two sweet holiday novellas, A Heart for Christmas, and Two Hearts for Christmas to warm your heart and soul any time of the year.

In A Heart for ChristmasYvette Stilwell, a young widow, has overcome a terrible loss. Her eight year old daughter, Lacey, is her primary focus and romance is a thing of the past...until now.
When Christopher Darcy realizes that the woman sitting next to him in the airport is the “one that got away” so long ago, he is amazed at his good fortune.  But Yvette is not exactly ready to rush into anything, even after she discovers just how attractive a holiday romance may seem...

Will the magic of the season and some well-placed mistletoe bring them together?

In Two Hearts for Christmas, the Darcy’s have a two-year old son, a pre-teen daughter, and work keeping their family on the go.  When Christopher begins spending long hours running his parent's Christmas tree farm, it causes stress at home. 
Will a hidden secret and unexpected news threaten their bond, or will they find a way bring their family joy at the holidays?

Available at Amazon and Barnes & Noble 

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Anya's Wish by Jayda McTyson

Even with love in the air, Anya has some Scrooge-like moments that put a damper on the holidays...

One man. One woman. One wish.

After five years in a dead-end relationship, the last thing Anya needs is a man to upset her ordered existence. A quiet, Christmas season with family is all that’s on her agenda, until her job puts her in contact with Christophe Mondesir, who refuses to play by her rules.

Caught between an interfering ex, a secret that gives her anxious moments, and a man with the power to make her forget promises to herself, Anya faces more complications than she can handle.

If her ex would stay gone, she might take a chance on romance with the man determined to spin her world off its axis. But the obstacles in her way leave Anya stuck in a groove with work as the main diversion from her problems.

Only Christophe’s resolve to win Anya’s love makes the difference between staying in a rut and pursuing her dreams.

Anya’s Wish is the prequel to Chasing Anya.

Available at Amazon and Smashwords

Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Give A Little Love by Rhonda McKnight

Sharing my new Christmas novella: Give A Little Love is available for purchase. Here's more about the story:

Brooke Jordan thought her Christmas was going to be boring, particularly since she’s stuck working in Montego Bay, Jamaica, instead of home in Charlotte, North Carolina, with her family. Paradise isn’t paradise when you’re not where you want to be, but this Christmas is anything but uneventful. Three airplanes land on the island and Brooke finds herself in exchanges that cause love, temptation, and HATE to surface.

Marcus Thompson has pain in his past, but he’s decided it’s time to try love again. A widowed orphan from a wealthy family, he’s alienated from his grandfather and wants a family of his own. His feelings for Brooke can’t be denied, but she won’t give him a chance to prove he’s not the playboy she thinks he is.

Though she finds Marcus tempting, Brooke is determined to get off the island without falling for his charms. The two people she trusted the most betrayed her in the worse way, and she isn’t prepared to risk love again. But when her worst enemy stands on her doorstep needing the generosity that has always been a part of Brooke’s character, she begins to question who she is and what she’s allowed heartbreak to do to her. Will she let anger and hate take over and turn her into someone else? Or will she find that even in her pain, she has the capacity to give?

Give A Little is available on Kindle, Nook and at Smashwords for $2.99.

It will also be available in iBooks in a few weeks.

Monday, December 09, 2013

Living Separate Lives Virtual Tour

 Living Separate Lives Virtual Book Tour

With Paulette Harper

December 2-13, 2013

Genre: Christian Fiction, Novella


ISBN: 978-0989969109

Publisher: Thy Word Publishing (November 10, 2013)

Hosted by:  WNL Virtual Book Tour:

About The Book

Four Friends, One Secret and The Weekend That Changed Their Destiny

Candace Walker, Kaylan Smith, Jordan Tate, and Tiffany Thomas have their share of sorrows, but neither of them realizes how deep the sorrow goes.  What happens when they agree to meet for a weekend of relaxation in beautiful Napa County? Which one will leave the same or worse?

For Candace Walker, life has left her battered and bruised.  Kaylan Smith has struggled with prejudice from her in-laws. After fifteen years of marriage, bitterness is trying to raise its ugly head for Jordan Tate, whose husband wants to call it quits. And for Tiffany Thomas, dealing with rejection has never been one of her greatest feats.

Although they have been friends for years, they thought they knew each other well. But will a secret destroy their relationship and bring the sisterhood to a complete halt? Will they be able to forgive and allow God to mend that which might be torn?

About The Author

Paulette Harper is an award-winning and best-selling author. She is the owner of Write Now Literary Virtual Book Tours and is passionate about helping authors succeed in publishing and marketing their books. Paulette has been writing and publishing books since 2008.  Paulette is the author of That Was Then, This is Now, Completely Whole and The Sanctuary. Her articles have appeared on-line and in print.
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Describe yourself in three words.
I would describe myself as: ambitious, gifted and spiritual

What is a typical day like for you?
My typical day starts out by having a cup of hazelnut coffee, walking a few miles and promoting my clients.

What do you want to do different in 2013 that you didn’t do in 2012?
Write another novella before years end.

What television show best describes your life and why?     
The Haves and Have Nots! I come from a large family of eight.  Minus the drama from Candace, each member of my family is dealing with something in life that will ultimately cause them to grow stronger or it might destroy them.

What’s your favorite quote & why?
My favorite quote comes from the Bible:  Romans 8:28 The Message (MSG)
26-28 Meanwhile, the moment we get tired in the waiting, God’s Spirit is right alongside helping us along. If we don’t know how or what to pray, it doesn’t matter. He does our praying in and for us, making prayer out of our wordless sighs, our aching groans. He knows us far better than we know ourselves, knows our pregnant condition, and keeps us present before God. That’s why we can be so sure that every detail in our lives of love for God is worked into something good.

I love this passage because so many times in my life especially when going through tests and trials I wonder how things are going to work out.

What character in your new book could you most relate to?

Tell readers about your latest release.
Living Separate Lives. Four Friends, One Secret and The Weekend That Changed Their Destiny
Candace Walker, Kaylan Smith, Jordan Tate, and Tiffany Thomas have their share of sorrows, but neither of them realizes how deep the sorrow goes.  What happens when they agree to meet for a weekend of relaxation in beautiful Napa County? Which one will leave the same or worse?
For Candace Walker, life has left her battered and bruised.  Kaylan Smith has struggled with prejudice from her in-laws. After fifteen years of marriage, bitterness is trying to raise its ugly head for Jordan Tate, whose husband wants to call it quits. And for Tiffany Thomas, dealing with rejection has never been one of her greatest feats.

Although they have been friends for years, they thought they knew each other well. But will a secret destroy their relationship and bring the sisterhood to a complete halt? Will they be able to forgive and allow God to mend that which might be torn?

What’s next for you?
I’m working on another Novella for Valentine’s Day 2014

What song would you use as the soundtrack of your life and why?
I Didn’t Know My Own Strength by Whitney Houston. At the lowest points in my life, when my life seemed to be crumbling the words to this song echoed my feelings, my emotions and thoughts. Many times I didn’t think I would make it, darkness covered my world, dreams were lost, plans shattered, but it was my faith in God and His Word that keep me.

Sunday, December 08, 2013

Give A Little Love by Rhonda McKnight

Give A Little Love will be on sale December 12th on Kindle/Nook and Smashwords. It's right in time for your holiday reading. Here's a little about it: 

Brooke Jordan thought her Christmas was going to be boring, particularly since she’s stuck working in Montego Bay, Jamaica instead of home in Charlotte, North Carolina with her family. Paradise isn’t paradise when you’re not where you want to be, but this Christmas is anything but uneventful. 

Three airplanes land on the island and Brooke quickly finds herself in exchanges that cause love, temptation, and HATE to surface. Will she allow an enemy from the past to keep her from giving a little love to the man who wants to be her Christmas “present”?

Chapter 1

“Jesus is the reason for the season.” The radio D.J. from Love 101 FM’s smooth voice crooned from the stereo speakers on the table next to her. Brooke Jordan flipped the power button to off before he could say another word. Even though Jesus was the reason for the season, her Christmas was going to be stank with a capital S. There was no getting around that fact.
Brooke pushed the plantation shutters on the windows open to let in the sounds of the reggae influenced Christmas music rising up from below. She couldn’t believe she was spending Christmas week in Montego Bay, Jamaica. It would have been perfect if she wanted to be here, but she didn’t. She wasn’t on vacation. This wasn’t a pleasure trip.
Brooke had drawn the short straw in a staff meeting, so she was stuck working. Stank, she thought, stank on steroids.
She leaned against the sill of the window, closed her eyes and inhaled a long, intoxicating breath of ocean air. Every aspect of the island was paradise: the weather, the ocean views and the food. There was no doubt about it. But no place was really paradise when you wanted to be somewhere else. Brooke opened her eyes and squinted to see a couple further down the beach. They lay in the sand, making out or maybe even making love. Honeymooners, she knew.  She’d seen them arrive a few days ago. Brooke watched as they arrived and others left. She remembered how it was for her when she had honeymooned on an island. She’d been in love like that. She had made love on the beach and then less than two years later, she was signing divorce papers. She tried not to hold it against the entire Caribbean, but there were too many reminders of her loss. She wanted to go home. Today!
Brooke’s cell phone vibrated in her pocket and then she heard a chirp. She recognized the familiar beeping ringtone she’d assigned to her parents. She answered. “Hello. You’re early.” Brooke noted it was seven a.m. which meant it was six o’clock in Charlotte.
“I wanted to get you before you left for work.”
Resting an arm on the windowsill she said, “You made me nervous for a moment. I thought there might have been some kind of emergency.”
“There is an emergency,” Evelyn Jordan replied. “My daughter isn’t going to be home for Christmas Eve dinner.”
Brooke sighed. No one was more disappointed than she that on the only holiday her family emphatically made sure not to miss being together, she was four hours by plane away. There was just no way to get to Charlotte, actually have dinner with the family, and get back to the island on the same day. She had to work on Christmas Day.
“I’ll be home for New Year’s Eve,” Brooke offered, knowing it was no consolation prize for the annual dinner with her grandmother, parents, six siblings, in-laws and nieces and nephews. She would be the only one missing this year. Her brother, Gage, had returned from a tour in Afghanistan and would be with the family for the first time in two years. Her heart ached and she knew it wasn’t just about the family dinner. She’d been away from her family and friends for far too long. With the ridiculous hours she had to put in on the project, she hadn’t had much time to even socialize and meet other people. Not that she probably would have taken the time to do that either. Brooke was on the verge of sliding into a state of depression and she knew it.
“Is the company sponsoring a dinner for the staff?”
Brooke moved through the large living room of the corporate apartment and entered the kitchen to start the coffeemaker.
“No. Everyone is gone. I mean, the people who are still here live on the island. The ex-pats are home. There are two analysts and me. We don’t need more. We babysit the system.”
“Well, maybe you can make dinner. You could invite the analysts. Is one of them nice looking?”
Brooke shook her head. Not more match making. “Mother.” Using mother was a sign that she was getting annoyed.
“I’m sorry. I was wondering if a change in environment might…” her mother stopped herself. “Never mind that. You could invite them anyway. People get lonely during the holidays.”
Brooke didn’t respond. People get lonely at Christmas. Forget people. She was lonely. Last year, she was married. Now, she was divorced. Last year, she was with her family. This year, she would be alone. Last year, she was pregnant. This year, she had no child. She didn’t care about what other people needed. She had needs of her own.
“Sweetheart, don’t they kind of work for you?” her mother’s voice broke through her thoughts.
“Not technically. I’m the team leader. It’s not the same as being the boss.” Brooke fought to keep a sigh inside. She had explained the nature of her work to her mother several times, but for some reason the details weren’t processing. “Anyway, we can’t eat together. First off, one has a girlfriend he’s spending time with and the other guy is, I don’t know, anti-social. I hardly know him. Secondly, if I’m home, they’re managing the system. We have to be there for the eighteen hours of the day that we’re up.”
“It seems such a waste not to be able to entertain. You have that big place and the kitchen is lovely.”
Brooke did a visual sweep of the space. Her mother was right. She was in a two-bedroom apartment that actually slept six adults comfortably. The kitchen was fully equipped with every modern convenience a person could use. The community had three swimming pools, a hot tub, sauna, a fitness center and it had the added bonus of being directly on the beach with gulf views from nearly every window she’d seen. The company had spared no expense and Brooke was glad. The hotel she had lived in for the first few weeks had gotten old fast.
“I’m not interested in cooking for myself. Freeze a plate for me. I’ll eat it when I get home. There are more than enough restaurants for me to stop in at. You know I love the local food.”
Her mother conceded. “Okay, sweetie, I know you have to get to the office, so I’ll let you go. What time will you be home this evening?”
“Same as always. Around eight.”
“You’ve been working too hard.”
“I make good money and I like my job. I can Skype with you guys during dinner. It’ll be like I’m there.”
Brooke heard the smile in her mother’s voice. “It will. I’ll take that. Your grandmother reminded me that I need not complain. I have living children. That’s a blessing.”
She smiled at her grandmother’s wisdom and the not so subtle message behind it. “Stop complaining when you’re blessed.” That’s what she always said when Brooke moaned about something.
The coffee maker beeped and she received a text message from her driver that he was outside. “Gotta go. Love you, Mama and tell Daddy I love him too.”
“Oh, Brooke, there’s one more thing.”
She knew it. Her mother never called this early in the morning unless something was up. “Sam called.”
Brooke rolled her eyes.
“I didn’t want to bring it up. It’s not the first time.”  Her mother paused. “I thought you should know.”
Brooke swallowed her contempt and tried to keep her voice even. “Thanks, Mama. I received an email. I’ll go ahead and see what it says.”
“That’s probably a good idea,” her mother said. “Have a good day, baby.”
Brooke forced a smile into her voice. “I will.”
They ended the call. She’d lied to her mother. Brooke had already deleted the email without opening it, and she’d deleted the others that came before that one. She pushed thoughts of Sam Riley from her mind the same way she pushed the delete button. She was not going to let rancid memories ruin her day.
She poured her coffee, popped the lid on her travel mug, grabbed her bags and left the apartment.
“Good mornin’, Ms. Brooke.” Desmond, the company’s fulltime driver, opened the door to the company SUV and helped her into the back row.
“You’re cheery this morning,” Brooke replied getting settled into her seat.
He closed the door and went around to the front and climbed inside. “It’s almost Christmas,” Desmond shrieked happily. “Can you believe it’ll be here in less than two days?”
Brooke took a long sip of her coffee and bit her lip after she felt the sting of the burn. It was still too hot. “I’ve never been away from home for Christmas, so it doesn’t really feel like it to me.”
Desmond shrugged like her woes meant nothing. “Christmas is wherever you are. You get a tree and play some Christmas music and make a little holiday for yourself.”
Brooke chuckled. “A tree?”
“They have plenty in the market. If you want, I can pick one out and set it up for you when you come home this evening. It’s no trouble.”
Brooke smiled. Desmond very respectful and professional, but he had been trying to get in her apartment for some reason or another ever since she arrived on the island.
“There’s a nice tree in the lobby and another out on the beach. We have one at work that I can enjoy too. It’s not a big deal.” She pressed her coffee cup against her lips and her lie and looked out the window for the remainder of the drive from her apartment to the office building.  The trip was less than three miles, but it took thirty minutes because Montego Bay’s traffic was gridlocked. Just like it was at home in Charlotte. Where there was work, there was congestion. She surmised you couldn’t escape it.
They turned off of Sunset Boulevard onto Southern Cross Boulevard. Desmond pulled in front of the tall, 55,000 square foot complex that was the home for Global Computer Systems. GCS provides business process outsourcing and information technology solutions for commercial and government clients. Brooke’s position as business analyst was to maintain the servers that processed electronic benefit card transactions for a government nutrition program. The client’s customers had access to the benefits on their cards 24 hours a day, so the system had to be online 24-7 or it was a customer service nightmare. They’d had those nightmares in the past. In order to ensure that the company didn’t lose the government contract, GCS went through a massive technological upgrade in all the offices where they outsourced, which included this location.
Desmond opened the door on her side. Brooke stepped out and reached in for her bags.  
“Would you like me to come get you for lunch?”
“No, thanks, I’ll get something up the street,” she replied referring to the multitude of area restaurants she had to choose from.
“You text me if you change your mind about that tree.”
She smiled. “Not likely, even if I were inclined, I don’t have time.”
“You do keep long hours, but at least you have some more help today.”
Brooke wasn’t sure what he meant by that, she tilted her head forward. “More help?”
“I picked a gentleman up at the airport last night.”
Brooke wasn’t aware of anyone else joining them. She wondered who had been given the daunting task of showing up the day before Christmas Eve. She knew she was being replaced in a few days so she could go home for a week, possibly for good. But she’d assumed the coworker that was replacing her wouldn’t arrive until after Christmas. She also knew it was a woman, not a man.
She was way too curious to wait to find out who the mystery person was. She took a few steps toward Desmond and asked, “Do you remember his name?”
“I don’t. I was told to meet him and hold up the company card,” Desmond said. “It was late and he had to take a connection in from Kingston, so he was tired. He fell asleep in the car on the way from the airport.”
Brooke nodded. If he’d flown to Kingston, he hadn’t come from the Charlotte office.
Desmond continued. “He was here before, I think. But, he either walked to work or rented a car. I didn’t drive him.”
Brooke shrugged. “I guess I’ll find out today.”
“In a few minutes,” Desmond added. “He asked for an even earlier call than you, so he’s already here.”
Brooke nodded again. “Thanks for the heads up. I’ll see you later.”
Desmond smiled. As was his habit, he climbed in and waited for her to clear the entrance of the building. As she was coming in, Brooke caught sight of a woman that she’d seen many times in the square near the restaurants and shopping areas. She appeared to be homeless on most days, choosing to sit on the ground or lie on the waist high concrete walls that enclosed the main walking areas. Two of the security guards had her, one under each arm and were escorting her out of the building.  
One of them tipped his hat and the other greeted her, “Good morning, Ms. Jordan. I already turned the key in the elevator, so you can go right up.”
“What’s going on?” Brooke felt sorry for the woman. She looked like they were manhandling her a bit.
“She knows there’s no trespassing,” the other guard replied. 
“Wait.” Brooke stopped in front of them. She reached into her handbag and took out some Jamaican dollars she’d had converted from U.S. currency. It was more than enough to feed the woman for several days.
“Ma’am, no need,” the guard stated.
“I know you’re doing your job, but please turn her loose,” Brooke insisted. They did as they were instructed. Brooke took the woman’s hand and pressed the money into it. “Get something to eat okay.”
The woman looked down at the bills and cackled. “I thank you, Ms. Brooke, but I’m not hungry.”
Brooke was taken back. Her first name. “How do you know---?”
“I heard the people you work with call you that,” she said. “You’ve got a good heart. God is going to bless you with love.”
Brooke opened her mouth to speak, but then closed it when she realized she didn’t really have anything to say. Brooke was a bit uncomfortable with the lady’s words, especially since she was a stranger that appeared to need someone to speak into her own disheveled life, but she wasn’t going to assume that God wasn’t using her. What was that scripture her grandmother quoted about “entertaining angels unaware”? So even though she’d simply wanted to make sure the woman ate and wasn’t thrown out like trash by the security guards, Brooke paused to consider the stranger’s words.
“Any idea where I’m going to find this love?” Brooke asked as she fought to hide the hint of sarcasm that threatened to coat her tone.
“You’ve already found it,” the woman replied, “just give a little and life will give back.”
Brooke had no idea what she could be talking about. Other than giving out of her wallet as she just had, there wasn’t any other opportunity for her to share with anyone. Brooke nodded her understanding and watched the woman push through the revolving door and exit onto the street.
One of the guards escorted her to the waiting elevator and continued to hold the doors open while she stepped in.
“She’s a crazy lady. Been cuckoo since I was a kid. Keep your money the next time.”
Brooke supposed the guards were right. They would certainly know better than she. But her grandmother had taught her that if we have the time of day for a dog, we have it for each other. Besides, the money was nothing. She made plenty.
The elevator doors closed. She pushed the button for the fourth floor of the building where the offices for I.T. were housed. The main server was on the basement level. The three intervening floors comprised a call center. Those spaces were empty today, because it was Sunday. Very few call center staff worked on Sunday and those that did were in the United States offices.
Brooke heard her cell phone beep. She reached into her purse to remove it and felt a sharp bump against the bottom of the elevator car right before it paused. The elevator seemed to reboot and start again. She made a mental note to tell security to contact building maintenance and a second note to remind herself to use the other elevator until they fixed the problem. She looked down at her phone, opened the text message and read the words:

Aren’t you usually at your desk by now?

Her heart started racing. She cleared the screen and dropped the phone back into her purse. The elevator doors opened. The late night arrival Desmond had spoken of…
“Good morning, Brooke. I’ve missed you.”

Brooke let out a long breath. Christmas just got upgraded to ratchet. 

Saturday, December 07, 2013

Christmas Beau by Norma L. Jarrett

Book 1 – The Haven and Harper Series

Haven Powell issues Santa and God a challenge…
“They must be giving away engagement rings like government cheese!" Haven Powell thought after hearing even her seventy-something co-worker even had a man. A bit dismayed at her career options and dismal holiday plans, Haven issues Santa and God a deliver her "+ one" by 11:59 p.m. December 31st. When her sister Harper officially launches "Project + One" the holiday fun begins! After a series of hapless hook ups and lackluster love connects she discovers the ultimate lesson in faith, patience and Gods’ timing!"

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Friday, December 06, 2013

The Power of Pink by Zaria Garrison

Inspired by her own battle with breast cancer, Zaria Garrison presents ...

The Power of Pink: A Christmas Story.

Caron Taylor, Teresa Sanders, and Pamela Jefferson are three women looking forward to celebrating the upcoming holiday season with their family and friends.  

After becoming engaged to the love of her life, Caron finds out she has been diagnosed with breast cancer. The first person she confides in is her fiancĂ©e’, Michael. He is stunned by the news and suddenly drops out of sight. 

Teresa is a pediatric nurse who considers all of the children in her ward as her very own. She is also a twenty year cancer survivor who has never shared her diagnosis with anyone. After her marriage fell apart she chose to have the surgery alone and never speak about it with another living soul until fate and circumstance force her to open up her secret box. 

Pamela Jefferson has just completed radiation and chemotherapy following her diagnosis. Although she lost both breasts to the disease she is not letting a little thing like a double mastectomy slow her down or steal her joy. 

These three women, like so many, are fighting breast cancer and its lasting effects bring them all together this holiday season to celebrate.

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The Christmas Ultimatum by Unoma Nwankwor

This was the most wonderful time of the year, or was it?

Freelance journalist, Olanma Obinze, just landed the interview of a lifetime. She didn’t like the commercialism of Christmas, so the trip to Dubai was the perfect destination and it was happening at the perfect time. She’d get to escape the Christmas hoopla; and the big paycheck once the article was sold would ensure she didn't have to go crawling back to her father for money.

Abayomi Rice was in charge of scheduling interviews for his grandfather, but would only grant Olanma's request if she accepted his ultimatum—a trip half way across the world to Cape Town, South Africa. After all they did have unfinished business.

Olanma wasn’t falling for the charm of a recovering playboy and a rich one at that. But with her plans going up in smoke before her eyes, Olanma must decide whether to give in to the ultimatum or leave empty handed.

Who said it was the season to be merry?

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Christmas Angel by Deatri King-Bey

The madness must end. All Abigail wants for Christmas is to be left alone. She has grown tired of her family’s horrible matchmaking schemes and her daughters’ deceptive plans to get her to take her ex-husband back. It’s not that she doesn’t want a relationship. She’s more than ready for Mr. Right to sweep her off her feet. She’s just come to the realization that there may not be a Mr. Right out there for her—and that’s okay. Now if she could only convince her family of that.

Jeff is all work and no play, which is why he found himself stranded in the middle of nowhere with a blizzard quickly approaching. Desperate for cover, he spots a house in the distance. Upon meeting the kindhearted, gorgeous owner of the home, he deems Abigail his Christmas Angel, and thanks Santa for the early gift. But is she too good to be true?

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Disclaimer: This is not a Christian Fiction title.