Saturday Share: He Changed My Name

New Release Alert: My soulsis Unoma Nwankwor has a new book out–He Changed My Name. Please, please, one-click today. When you support her you’re supporting me.

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He Changed My Name

 

Book Title: He Changed My Name

Publisher: KevStel Group February 12, 2016

ASIN: B01B786XFE

Genre: Christian Fiction Romance

Author: Unoma Nwankwor

About the Book: Eager to escape the hypocrisy of the church and build her singing career, pop sensation, Ayanti “Yanni” Effiong enters and wins The Next World Star. Apart from fulfilling her dream, her move to America offers the perfect opportunity to help young female immigrants. A cause she pursues with a passion until fame takes over. Fifteen years later, broke, dumped and fresh out of jail, she begins to regret the lifestyle and name she created for herself.

Mensah Afortey is on the brink of losing the church he put his heart and soul into for the past seven years. This years’ Valentine Day gala is his last attempt to raise money for the church. Everything is set but they need a big name to pull in donations. Just as he is about to give up, in walks “Yanni.” When he agreed for Ayanti to serve community service under his church he didn’t know she was the same person as the embattled star.

While she pays her debt to society, the last thing she wants to do is perform on a day that left a bitter taste in her mouth. But there is no denying the instant attraction between them. Before he wins her heart, Mensah must win her soul. Over time and in fellowship with the church, Ayanti comes to realize that despite what man calls her, God has the ability to change her name.

 

Excerpt:

 

The shrill ring of her phone brought her back to the present. She sat up against the headboard. Her heartbeat accelerated as she answered the phone. It was Debby.

“Please give me good news.”

“Hey, chica,” Debby responded. “I hope you’re doing better.”

Earlier, Ayanti had a breakdown. She had screamed and bawled her eyes out, wishing she was back in Calabar, the capital city of her home, Cross Rivers in Nigeria. It seemed like a lifetime ago she won that competition and left the country.

“Yes, I’m fine, but tell me I can be better.”

“Okay, here’s the deal. Charity for Homes had filled up with court ordered volunteers until next month…”

“I can’t wait that long!”

“Lemme finish, girlie. We were able to get you to volunteer with them not as an individual, but under a church group.”

“A church!” Ayanti wiped her hands across her face. She hadn’t been in one of those in years. Did Debby have any idea the kind of judgment that went on in that place? She’d take her chances with the mean police officer until next month.

“Hear me out. The church volunteers with Homes for Charity as a non-sponsor group. You can be part of those volunteers and when they are not volunteering, you can still make up some hours by working in the church. That way, you can get this thing over with faster. Now tell me that doesn’t beat picking up trash in the streets,” Debby finished.

“But those people would have known what I did. Why I’m there…”

“And? Which one of them there hasn’t done anything bad?” Debby asked. “Girl, think about it. Besides, you have nothing else to lose at this point.”

“I guess you’re right.” Ayanti contemplated the whole arrangement.

“Of course I am.” A beat of silence passed between them. “Now get some rest and I’ll see you tomorrow. Think about it and let me know what you want to do. You have until the end of the week.”

“What’s the name of the church?”

“Ummm…hold on.”  The shuffling noise of paper could be heard in the background. “It’s called Calvary Is the Way. It’s on Auburn.”

Ayanti remained silent for a few minutes. After a while they disconnected. Ayanti switched off the television and turned to her side. Calvary Is the Way? She rolled her eyes. These new age churches and their names. What ever happened to churches with sensible names? Like Mount something…

© 2016 Unoma Nwankwor

 

Purchase Links

 Amazon: http://amzn.to/23xHqjD

 

unomskylo1aAbout the Author: Born in Akron, Ohio to Nigerian parents, Unoma Nwankwor spent her childhood and early adulthood years in Port-Harcourt, Nigeria. She possesses a Bachelor’s degree in Finance and a Master’s degree in Global Management. Her publishing credits include An Unexpected Blessing (2013), The Christmas Ultimatum (2013), When You Let Go (May, 2014), A Scoop of Love (Jan, 2015) and Anchored By Love (Dec 2015). Her work has appeared in Africa Book Club, USA Today HEA blog and The Kenyan E-zine; Wamathai.  Her stories are described as a fusion of faith, romance and African spice. Unoma is also the co-owner of KevStel Group LLC and resides in Atlanta Georgia with her husband and two children.

Social Links

Website: http://www.unwankwor.com

Blog: http://www.unomanwankwor.com

Facebook: www.facebook.com/unwankworauthor

Twitter:  www.twitter.com/unwankwor

 

 

#BookBlast Tell Me Lies by Michelle Lindo-Rice

I usually only share new books on Friday, but Michelle and I once shared a publisher, so I have to support my fellow Christian Fiction author.

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New Book Release: Tell Me Lies by Christian Fiction Author

Michelle Lindo-Rice

Kindle: ASIN: B018EXNO70

Publication Date: Jan 12, 2016

Genre: Christian Fiction

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About The Author

Michelle Lindo-Rice is an award winning, bestselling author of “Able to Love” and “On the Right Path” series. She enjoys crafting women’s fiction with themes centered around the four “F” words: Faith, Friendship, Family and Forgiveness. She is the 2015 winner of the Black Writers And Book Clubs Rocks Author of the Year Award. www.michellelindorice.com

 

About The Book

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A broken heart…When Sydney Richardson meets Pastor Noah Charleston it was practically love at first sight. Sydney has battled so much deception in her personal life and in her work as an attorney, she is glad to have a perfect man she can depend on. But her Prince Charming has some secrets that are worse than Sydney could have ever imagined. What will she do when Noah’s past life come to light?

A broken truth… Pastor Noah Charleston has come a long way since his troubled youth. A respected Man-of-God, Noah’s long buried past emerges in the form of blackmail and threats. Noah not only fears for his safety but also for his newfound love. Will he take a chance on the truth before it’s too late?

A broken trust…Newly converted Christian, Belinda Santiago, harbors a secret that could end her friendship with Sydney. She’s in love with Lance Forbes, Sydney’s ex-fiancé. When Belinda and Lance’s relationship is exposed she may have to choose between her man and her best friend.

A broken man…Lance Forbes returns to Port Charlotte to make things right with Sydney, but his feelings for Belinda are in his way. Lance knows for him to become a do-right man, he must face his childhood pain. Will Lance get his act together and take a chance on love or run again?

Connect Socially

Website: http://www.michellelindorice.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/michelle.lindorice

Twitter: https://twitter.com/mlindorice

Purchase Links:

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Amazon: http://amzn.com/B018EXNO70

Prologue

“The rumor is three black boys killed your parents. Is it true?”

Perched on the edge of his cot, Noah Charleston lifted his eyes to look at the four half-men standing before him. The leader of the pack, Mitch, was sixteen with a baby face, braces and bad acne around his chin. His two muscles, twins Roger and Wylie, were about a year older at seventeen. Both were built like linebackers. Finally, the Whiz, or Matthew a slender fifteen year old with glasses that took up half of his face was the brain of the group.

“Answer him,” Roger prodded, stepping into the small cell.

Noah shrugged. “That was a year ago.”

“We can do something about that.” Mitch popped his gum. “Join us.”

Noah had heard about the “Avengers” as they dubbed themselves. They ruled the juvenile detention hall and dressed in their version of combat gear: khaki pants, boots and camouflage shirts. Even the counselors were afraid of them.

Noah kept to himself. Everyone pretty much left him alone. Except for today.

He looked up at them. “Do I have a choice?”

Wylie stepped forward. “Do you want me to help you make up your mind?”

“How about I help fix that ugly face of yours?” Noah threw back.

Wylie sprung at Noah. Noah jumped to his feet and sidestepped the much bigger guy. Then he bashed Wylie in the back of the head. Roger lunged at him.

“Quit it,” Mitch bellowed. “Leave him alone.”

Roger’s chest heaved but he backed off. His eyes held a threat. Noah met his gaze, daring him to bring it.

“I like your heart,” Mitch said. “We need you.”

“I like my own company,” Noah said.

“We have something you want,” the Whiz said. His voice was barely above a whisper. He wheezed his words as if he was always in need of an asthma pump.

“You don’t have—”

Noah’s eyes widened. The Whiz held a crumpled 3×5 photograph in his hand. Noah snatched it, “Where did you find this?”

“We have our ways,” Mitch bragged.

Noah squinted.

“I hacked into the computer system,” the Whiz said. This time he coughed at the end of his words. “I know who took your picture.”

“We’ve handled him.” Mitch’s tone was solemn.

“That’s why you should be thanking us,” Wyle said, rubbing the back of his head.

Noah looked at the photograph of his parents and closed his eyes to keep the tears from falling. It was his most prized possession. When he had been sent here to the juvenile home two months ago, Noah had placed it under his pillow before lunch. When he checked for it later that night, it had been gone. He searched everywhere but couldn’t find it. That was the first time since his parents’ funeral Noah had cried himself to sleep.

“Thank you,” he grounded out.

“Thank us by joining us,” Mitch said.

The Whiz held up a picture. It was an African-American by the name of Tony Billows who had taken it.

Noah clenched his fists. “Where is he?”

“In the hospital with some missing teeth,” Roger said.

“And a missing pinky,” Wylie added.

Noah blinked. He would have settled it with a well-deserved punch or two. Not doing Tony serious injury. “That was vicious.”

“It was a message. You mess with one of us you mess with us all. We’re a family,” Mitch said.

“The Avengers,” Wylie and Roger said in unison. They held out their fists. Noah had reservations but Mitch had used the magic word. Family. Noah wanted family. He made a fist and the boys all did a fist bump.

“The Avengers,” he said.

“Welcome,” Mitch said.

“Glad to have you,” The Whiz whispered. “Now, let’s get you some proper clothes and a haircut.”

Noah swallowed his reservations. He had a family again. Nothing else mattered.

To Read the first three chapters, click here:

http://michellelindorice.blogspot.com/2015/09/tell-me-lies-prologue-and-first-three.html

#FridayFinds: The Power Series: The Power of Pain, Restoration, Love, & Forgiving by Danyelle Scroggins

It’s been a minute since I did a #FridayFinds post, but I’m back and hopefully I’ll have a steady stream of new books and new authors to share with you. This week let me introduce you to author Danyelle Scroggins and The Power Series. 

The Power Series

Title: The Power Series: The Power of Pain, Restoration, Love, & Forgiving

Author: Danyelle Scroggins

Genre: Christian or Inspirational Fiction

Why I write in this genre:

This genre is so near and dear to my heart because it is how I share Christ. I write for those who might not ordinarily go to church or participate in organized religious gatherings, for those who may have knowledge of God but not a close relationship with Him, and for those who know Him and are excited about reading books that represent His love. It’s also my way of introducing the love of God through Christ to those who have never had the opportunity or desire to know Him as Lord and Savior.

Synopsis:

Pain: Felecia and Dean are married but happily is an understatement. The pain of her past relationship has filtered deep into her marriage causing what could very well be an end to a great love affair. Will Felecia allow the power of pain to destroy what God has blessed her with or will she embrace healing for herself and her marriage?

Restoration: Tajdrick aka Taj, a young rap artist, is at a breaking point in his life. His mother has stolen from him, using his very own drug habit as a barricade to contain him. The only one who could possibly change things is the Father he turned his back on years ago. The world will soon see how the power of restoration will revive the soul in need of being restored.

Love: A restored Tajdrick turned his life around and is now marrying the love of his life, Dallas Strong the niece of Pastor Roderick Prince Strong, Pastor of Faith Temple Cathedral. As fate would have it, their love becomes the arena for the power of love to take over. Tammy has been praying for a husband and patiently waiting on God but little does she know where love abides, grace does too.

Forgiving: Carol who has been with her husband for years finds herself in unfamiliar territory. Her husband has decided he wants a divorce and Linda; one of his high school chicks. As sure as you sow seeds, you must reap and not only does Wallace and Linda find themselves reaping, but Carol finds herself face to face with the power of forgiving.  One never knows how hard forgiving is until you are put in a predicament that requires you to be the one exercising the power of forgiving. Will Carol allow the power to forgive to restore her or will she allow her pain to keep her from forgiving?

A Brief Excerpt: Pain

Felecia balled up in her living room corner, allowed the palm of her hands to support head as she cried. The Ibiza top grain leather sectional sofa by Nicoletti along with the ceiling to floor glass windows dressed with Manhattan blended linen drapes, denoted purity and serenity. A far cry from her atmosphere in the place they called home. With its entire luxurious grandeur it still was not a home. Mainly because the very thing everyone warned her about came true. Felecia allowed jealousy and insecurities to suck up the very existence of a home. To add insult to injury, she’d run the only man she ever loved right out the door. It hadn’t been enough he came to this house every night right after work; neither his confession -on numerous occasions- to do nothing to hurt her. The façade of a home of peace was too much to consider for someone who lived the naked truth of a bad marriage.

     Felecia surmised there wasn’t a man on earth who wouldn’t cheat on his wife, not even her man. If you asked Felecia, men were complete dogs; always in search for another bone. Dean’s devotion and desire to provide caused him to be considered a good dog. The fact still remained that a dog conjured notion might cause him to decide he wanted a mutt with a fresh bone. Felecia refused to give him the satisfaction of dogging around on her. If he wanted a mutt with a smutty bone, he had to find one on his own time and dime. Her way of thinking, although not approved by others, now rendered her consequences she would never be ready to face.

 

A Brief Excerpt: Restoration

Taj slide into the back row making sure his dark shades didn’t fall when he lowered his body into the seat. He took the seat directly next to a young lady who held her little baby in her arms. Some of the teenagers on the row in front of him looked back towards him and waved. Apparently, there were fans a disguise would not fool, but he pretended he wasn’t aware of them.

The choir sang, “Oh how I love Jesus, oh how I love Jesus, oh how I love Jesus, because He first loved me,” and a tingling came over him. He closed his eyes, lowered his head and the young lady sitting beside him touched his knee.

“Christ loves you.” The young lady whispered and flashed a smile fit for the cover of JET Magazine.

Not knowing exactly what to say, he simply nodded but wondered how she’d known his thoughts. The choir continued to sing, and a tall man whom Taj presumed the pastor, stood up before the microphone. As if he too heard Taj’s thoughts, he spoke, “It doesn’t matter what you’ve done; Jesus loves you.” He simultaneously began to sing along with Faith Cathedral’s heavenly sounding choir.

“How many of you take into account we all are filth and rags before the Lord? Thanks belongs to God when the Saints were sinners, Christ died for us. Christ didn’t die because of our goodness, kindness, or sin free life. Christ loved us and He is still showing us His love now! Can I get a hallelujah?” Pastor Strong asked and the noise level in the church resembled a baseball game. Many of the parishioners were shouting, “Hallelujah,” while some shouted, “Thank you Jesus.”

 

A Brief Excerpt: Love

“Tajdrick Kayvawn Dagley, would you take Dallas Lashay Strong, to be your loving wedded wife? Do you vow to keep her second only to God? Do you vow to keep her, cherish her, and give your love only to her until death due you apart? Stand in agreement by saying, ‘I do.’”

“I do!” Taj said loud with the warmest smile strolled across his face as he looked deep into Dallas eyes. He recognized the day he sat next to her at Faith Temple Cathedral, the one for him, for life- found. Over the last past months, she reconfirmed every emotion with the slightest touch of her hands.

As Dallas heard the man she loved vow to her his life, she cried. She finally had a man who would love her how God intended for her to be loved. No one had known except for her family the pain she endured as the girlfriend on Randal Shaw and if she had her way, her secret would stay hidden.

When her uncle called her name, her thoughts broke and she quickly said, “I do.” As she wiped the tears from her eyes, her aunt Destiny handed her a microphone and the music played.

 

A Brief Excerpt: Forgiving

“Praise the Lord Saints of God. Praise the Lord! We are gathered in His holy place to lift Him up today. He said, ‘If I be lifted up from the earth, I’ll draw all men unto me’. Does anybody here realize the Lord has drawing power?” Pastor Strong said as he took to the podium at Faith Temple Cathedral.

“Yes, he does hallelujah!” Mother Lucy Thomas shouted and she and Mother Queen, the pastor’s mother, clapped hands.

“Tell your neighbor, He wants you to lift Him up today.” The entire church now speaking with their neighbor touched as they spoke while others including Carol simply agreed. After the interaction she closed the pretend windows attached to the walls she’d built around her, suitable for keeping people out of her face and her life. Carol embodied the attributes of a sweet and generous woman. One who raved of her African American heritage and God’s blessing of hips. Her 5 foot 6 frame and sassy sway made both men and women take notice of her presence but it’s her smile that usually enveloped you. Lately her smile turned upside down and her eyes wore a sadness that gave a glimpse of a wounded soul.

She recalled how she’d been lifting God up in her life and in her marriage and the reward for her, a slick chick with a plan to steal hubby away. In all reality Carol concluded it was neither smart nor sensible to blame the woman with whom she had no vow; Wallace’s dirt and involvement in the situation were his deeds to accept blame for and bear. She knew since high school Linda wanted him. She just couldn’t phantom her awaiting the chance to give “it” up after so many years passed.

Suddenly Carol questioned why she even came to church. Everything around her seemed fine by church standards but her mind would not allow her to focus. She put her purse on her knees as she estimated how many steps to get out of the pew, down the aisle, and out the door. If her eyes hadn’t met Tammy whose smile showed appreciation and gratefulness she came, she’d be in her car. Instead Carol nodded and put her purse back on the pew.

 

Preorder Now:

Danyelle Scroggins for Book

www.danyellescroggins.com

Amazon for Kindle

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00YWI95E8

About Danyelle Scroggins

 

Danyelle Scroggins is the author of Not Until You’re Ready, His Mistress or God’s Daughter?, Destiny’s Decision, Evonta’s ReDSvenge, & Not Too Far Gone . She is presently promoting her third Christian Fiction debut, The Power Series: The Power of Pain, Restoration, Love, & Forgiving. Behind this great woman, is a life story of pain and promise which led her to the reality of who she is in Christ. It is this reality that has caused Danyelle to write books that are designed to usher change in the lives of God’s children; especially His daughters.

Danyelle studied Theology at Louisiana Baptist University, has a Psychology Degree from the University of Phoenix, an Interdisciplinary Degree in Psychology/Biblical Studies from Liberty University, and is presently working on a M.A. in Psychology from the University of Phoenix.

Danyelle is the Pastor of New Vessels Ministries North, and the wife of Pastor Reynard Scroggins. She is also the mother of three wonderful young adults Raiyawna, Dobrielle, & Dwight Gatlin Jr. and two awesome step-sons Reynard & Gabriel Scroggins. She and her family currently reside in Louisiana. To find out more about Danyelle and her ministry, visit www.danyellescroggins.com.

#LaunchParty: You’re Invited

If you’ve been following The Neophyte Author for awhile now then you know how much I like to party and celebrate each book. Now there was no way I could not throw a party for Seasoned with Grace even though I considered not doing it. However, once my sister convinced me to have a party the Lord allowed everything to come together. Two great things about this party is, one it’s going to be at Grace King’s favorite coffee shop in Seasoned with Grace and there will be a stylist on hand to give some personal styling tips to us all. There will also be plenty of games and gifts.

If you’re in the NYC area and want to celebrate with me you’re invited to attend the Seasoned with Grace Launch Party and Style Session, lead by the Visual Stylist Shanette Valle. We’ll also be collecting donations of gently used women’s office wear for the organization Dress for Success.  To get your tickets click the image:

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For all of supporters who are outside of the city stay tuned for details on the virtual launch party.

BIG, BIG, BOOK NEWS!!

This is late breaking news and I would have gotten this to you sooner, but it’s been crazy since I came home. The news I have to share with you is so awesome that a regular ol’ blog post just wouldn’t do. 

#FridayFinds: Sweet Violet and a Time for Love by Leslie J. Sherrod

 

Sweet Violet and a Time for LoveSweet Violet and a Time for Love

(Book Four of the The Sienna St. James Series)

My stories could be categorized as Christian fiction, women’s fiction, and contemporary fiction – with a touch of mystery. I enjoy writing stories that have plenty of plot twists that keep readers guessing until the end while offering hope on the journey. My goal as a writer is to provide stories that are thought-provoking yet entertaining; inspirational and intriguing. As a social worker, I also want to address issues of significance: love and relationships, emotional wellness, social issues, faith, and more. The biggest honor I have as an author is when readers tell me that they had to put the book down a few times to think about matters and issues in their own lives. I don’t pretend to have all the answers on the big issues that surface in my stories; however, I want to open the door to discussion – and healing. 

  
Synopsis:

“Flowers can’t tell lies. If you keep the sun off of them, dry up their waterbeds, and throw in weeds to choke ‘em out, ain’t no way or reason for them to bloom. If a rose is in full bloom when you know it’s only been kept in darkness, and the ground it’s planted in is cracked and cold, don’t stop to smell that rose. There’s a trap somewhere in those tempting dark red petals. There’s deceit. Maybe even death. Run from that flowerbed. You don’t want to get buried in that soil.”

 

It’s a few weeks before her fortieth birthday, and Sienna finally has the life she’s dreamed of: a husband who loves her, a private practice that’s flourished, and an extended family that has finally put its skeletons to rest. However, when a homeless, older woman named Sweet Violet comes under Sienna’s care with nothing on her but broken memories and a pocket watch stopped at 5:11, Sienna knows the peaceful life she’s been enjoying is coming to a screeching halt.

 

Despite her best attempts not to get too involved, Sienna quickly discovers the dangerous past of Sweet Violet, and decades-old secrets and shadows come creeping into the present with violent results. Further complicating matters is a shocking midlife surprise for Sienna, and an unwelcomed guest her son Roman brings home.

 

Life and death, love and loss remain on the line as Sienna seeks answers, ducks bullets, and tries to be a good wife.
A brief (brief) excerpt: Here’s an online link to the first three chapters: http://bit.ly/sweetviolet

Buy links:

Special Offer – Personally Autographed Copy for $10: http://bit.ly/sweetvioletoffer

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Audio Book: http://bit.ly/1EwCMoO

Also available on iTunes and Google Play

LJS author photoAuthor Bio:

Leslie J. Sherrod, the recipient of the SORMAG Readers Choice Award for Christian Author of the Year (2012), has a Masters in Social Work and has worked as a therapist, just like her current protagonist, Sienna St. James. The author of six novels, including Secret Place, Losing Hope, Without Faith, Sacrifices of Joy, Sweet Violet and a Time for Love, and Like Sheep Gone Astray, she has been featured in Baltimore’s Enoch Pratt Free Library Writer’s LIVE! Series, as well as on local CBS and NBC television affiliates. She has been a guest on both national and regional radio shows and podcasts, including The Mother Love Show (LA Talk Radio) and AOL’s Black Voices. Leslie has received a starred review from Booklist and is a contributor to the bestselling A Cup of Comfort devotional series.

 

Leslie lives in Baltimore, Maryland with her husband and three children. She currently works as an outreach social worker at a top-rated medical center where she coordinates special projects, facilitates trainings, builds community partnerships, and provides direct care services as needed. As both a writer and a social worker, Leslie tackles matters of current social significance, including mental health and wellness, healthy relationships, and spiritual growth – with the unique backdrop of page-turning, satisfying suspense. With a talent for drawing on raw emotions and painting vivid and meaningful imagery with her pen, her books especially speak to the needs of diverse women and have been welcomed at book club meetings, literary events, and church groups around the country.

Things to Make You Go Hmmm….

This post is solely for those who have read Born at Dawn. If you haven’t then you better read it so that you share your two cents or at least be prepared for the May discussion of the book. I encountered this post today on Facebook courtesy of Micheal Baisden Live and I could not help but think of Cynthia and Cheo. 

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Now, I have a question for you: is this why Cynthia was so intrigued with Cheo or was she genuinely in love with the brother? What do you think? 

If you want to weigh in one the discussion one-click today! 

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#FridayFinds: Blemished Honor by Berta Coleman

This week’s #FridayFinds is so special because it is the sequel to a book that I just love, Honor Thy Father, Really?. I have been waiting quite sometime for Blemished Honor to be released and I am so delighted to share this book with you all. Please be sure to check this one out. 

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A family’s determination to stand—flaws and all…

Blemished Honor

Genre: Christian Fiction
Why?:  I write Christian Fiction because I want to glorify the Giver of my gift of writing. I attempt to create characters that have experiences that  people can relate to on some level, while glorifying God. In the end, the goal is for the reader to have more than just a “good read”, but to find themselves immersed in a soul-stirring experience.
Synopsis of Blemished Honor
On the rebound from family drama, the Holloways are determined to recover from previous wounds that threatened to tear them apart. Every member of the family is striving to live lives that honor God, in spite of their faults and shortcomings. While Michael and Ranya fight for reconciliation of their marriage, they’ve each got new issues to deal with—Ranya, with the entrance of Jordan, whom she has kept hidden from her family for over 20 years—and Michael, with a past that creeps up to disturb the peace he is working so hard to maintain. Meanwhile, college freshman Devin continues in his new spiritual journey and his relationship with McKenna, but struggles with insurmountable obstacles that cause him to reach his breaking point. When extreme demands jeopardize the unity of the family, the Holloways must respond with radical actions to protect themselves from further destruction.
About the Author 

7CShe was the little girl who was reprimanded for sneaking books and flashlight under the covers past bedtime, and the student who was told to put her book away during math class. Now, Berta Coleman is still passionate about reading and writing. After earning a bachelor’s degree from the University of South Florida, she worked in the insurance industry for 20 years before re-positioning herself to pursue one of God’s purposes for her life. The author of the novel Honor My Father…Really?, Berta is also an anointed pianist, gifted to play by ear at the age of 8. She has the privilege of assisting authors realize their dreams through her work at a publishing company. Berta lives in the Central Florida area with her husband and two daughters.

Keep up with Berta:

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/AuthorBertaColeman

#FridayFinds: Live a Little by Rhonda McKnight

Looking for an inspirational romantic read this weekend? I’ve got one for you–Live a Little by national bestselling author, Rhonda McKnight.

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A grieving woman, an injured soldier and an abandoned dream…can they find hope for tomorrow in each other?

Raine Still has never had much of an identity outside of being the daughter of the old hippie couple that own Hope House, a transitional housing facility in the worse part of Charlotte, North Carolina, and that had been okay with her until her parents died and left her alone in world.

Gage Jordan is a decorated solider discharged from the army after fourteen years due to a physical injury, but the emotional scars are far worse than anything he’s rehabbed from. He has a great job lined up and a mass of support from his family, but something is missing and he’s starting to feel like it’s Raine.

Gage thought his wounded heart had issues, but Raine’s pain is much deeper. If something doesn’t give soon they will never have a chance at love. Can he convince her to see that “hope” and faith are the balm she needs to heal her hurting soul?

Excerpt

They rode in silence to her house. The sugar Gage ingested seemed to have dulled his chattiness. The trip wasn’t long and traffic was nonexistent. His navigation brought them right to her door. He cut the engine.

Gage looked through the window past Raine. “This is a nice house. Nice neighborhood. You were looking the last time we talked.”

She had been house-hunting that spring. She’d found this one the very week he’d left. She inspected the shrubs that needed pruning and the trim that would definitely get a fresh coat of paint in the spring and replied. “Thank you.”

“How long have you been here?”

“Six years. It was a foreclosure during the early run of foreclosures. I’d finished my master’s degree and gotten a promotion at work, so I thought, it was time.”

“I remember you’d just finished your masters. You mentioned it that day.”

His memory was impeccable. Raine’s stomach flipped. That day. That day she’d shared a table with him in the mall food court because all the others were full. That day lunch turned into a trip to the movie theatre, dinner and a stroll through a bookstore.

“No waiting for a husband to buy a house with, huh?” he asked, but then he didn’t wait for an answer. “I like that. The women in my family are very independent too.”

Gage smiled. It sucked the wind out of her. Not because he was so good looking, or even because he had flashed his movie star, picture ready white teeth, it was the disposition behind the smile. Lazy, relaxed…Raine didn’t exactly know the word she was looking for. He seemed interested in her, again. He wasn’t making small talk to fill up the time, because they were here at her house. All he had to do was open the door and then open hers and walk her to the door of her house, if he was so inclined to do that. In seconds, he could be done with Raine Still for tonight and forever. But Gage wasn’t moving. He wasn’t trying to leave.

The only man that had ever been interested in her was her father. He’d hung on to every word she’d said from the time she could talk until he took his last breath. But this attention from Gage was different. She didn’t know how to take it. She’d been here with him before and then he disappeared without a trace.

“Can I ask you a question?” His tone was tentative. “What happened to your date tonight?”

Raine had no idea what he would ask, but this question surprised her. “I didn’t have a date.”

Gage’s expression posed the follow-up question before he did.  “You said you were waiting for someone.”

She shrugged. “I lied. I wanted to be alone and I thought it was easier to say I was waiting on someone than be rude to all of you.”

He cocked an eyebrow. “That’s honest.”

“I don’t like to lie and I don’t have any reason to lie to you now.”

“Why did you have so many tickets if you weren’t expecting anyone?”

Raine couldn’t keep the amusement out of her voice. “Are you questioning if I’m lying about lying?”

A beautiful crooked smile filled half his face, revealing one of his dimples. “I’m not questioning if you’re lying. I guess I’m just curious, nosy.”

Raine explained how she came to have the extra tickets. Gage nodded. “That was God. You were supposed to help us out.”

Raine didn’t think that made any sense. “Why wouldn’t God just make it so I had one ticket and your mother had the ones she needed?”

Silence again and then, “Because if God made it happen that way then I wouldn’t have run into you.”

She swallowed now. Hard. He was staring at her. Looking from her face to her lips. He leaned closer and put a hand behind her neck. Then he brought his face closer so that it hovered just inches from hers. Raine could smell his breathe, the mint he’d popped into his mouth after eating the ice cream. She could also smell his cologne, a strong, sexy masculine scent that rose from his pores to torment her.

But then just as quickly as he’d pulled her close, Gage let her go and reached for his ignition key. “It’s late. I need to get you inside.”

Get her inside. She didn’t have a curfew. Raine was disappointed. But more than disappointed, she was embarrassed. She wanted that kiss. “I can see myself to my door,” she replied, icily. She released her seat belt and grabbed the door handle.

His hand was on hers. “Raine, let me explain.”

She turned toward him and frowned. “Explain what?”

“Why I stopped.”

Raine thought she would die. No he was not going to explain why he was rejecting her. She sighed heavily.

“I don’t want to be disrespectful.”

The conversation was awkward, but he’d started it, so she questioned, “A kiss is disrespectful?”

He didn’t remove his hand from hers, but he didn’t respond either.

Oh my God, she thought. He has a girlfriend or maybe even a wife. Of course he did. How could she be so naïve?  He didn’t want to disrespect his marriage. She dropped her eyes to their intertwined fingers. So why was he still holding her hand?

He finally spoke. “I’m careful about what I start.”

That only confused her more. “What does that mean?” she whispered. And then she thought, I don’t want to know. “Never mind. You don’t have to explain.” She grabbed the door handle again, but Gage squeezed the hand he held. She froze.

“I do, because I don’t want you to think I didn’t want to kiss you. My stopping has nothing to do with you.”

Raine didn’t look at him. If she could have jumped out of the car and run in the house without seeming rude she would have. She wanted to escape the pounding rush in her veins. The agony over the fact that the only man she’d ever wanted was taken. “Of course, I understand. You have to respect your wife or your girlfriend.”

“Wife or girlfriend?” She could hear a frown in his voice.

“You’ve been a real gentleman, Gage. I appreciate the ride.”

“Wait,” he insisted. “I don’t have a wife or a girlfriend.”

Raine knew she should not let the next question come out of her mouth because it was embarrassing and it would sound like begging, but she would drive herself crazy if she didn’t know. Since she knew she’d never see him again, she went ahead asked, “Then why did you stop?”

The expression on his face was so serious it nearly looked pained. “It’s late,” he said releasing her hand. “I’ll be back in the morning.”

“In the morning?”

“I told you I was picking you up so we could see about getting your car towed.”

She shook her head. “It is really kind of you to offer, but you don’t have to do that.”

His words came swift and impulsively. “What if I want to do it?”

Her stomach flipped again. “Why would you want to do it? We’re not neighbors.”

“For the same reason I didn’t kiss you. I finish what I start. Once I commit to a thing, I have to see it all the way through.”

He smiled and opened his door. Once she got out they fell into step up her long walkway. She said good night to her prince, pushed the door closed and peeked out to watch him disappear. Raine kicked off her shoes and realized the irony of having both shoes. She hadn’t left one behind, so the prince didn’t have one. Gage didn’t have a reason to come looking for her. He didn’t even have anything to look with, because he hadn’t even asked for her phone number to call to make arrangements for tomorrow. Her Cinderella story was a bust.

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About the Author

RMcK-2-high-res_croppedEven as she pursued degrees in Textile Technology, Organizational Leadership and finally, Adult Education, Rhonda McKnight’s love for books and desire to write stories was always in the back of her mind and in the forefront of her heart. Rhonda loves reading and writing stories that touch the heart of women through complex plots and interesting characters in crisis. She writes from the comfort of her Atlanta home with black tea, Lays potato chips and chocolate on hand. At her feet sits a snappy mixed breed toy dog. She can be reached at her website at www.rhondamcknight and on social media at www.facebook.com/booksbyrhonda and www.twitter.com/rhondamcknight and www.blackchristianreads.com where she has joined with nine other Christian fiction authors to introduce her stories to the world.

#FridayFinds : When the Real Thing Comes Along by Faith Simone

It is an esteemed honor this week to present to you, When the Real Thing Comes Along by Faith Simone. She is an awesome and inspirational blogger whose work I know will be a delight to us all.

 

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Title: When the Real Thing Comes Along

Author: Faith Simone

Genre(s): Contemporary Romance, Inspirational Fiction, Edgy Christian Fiction

Release Date: February 13, 2015

About the Book

She loved and lost…Will faith give her the courage she needs to love again?

Jacelynn appears to have it all together: a great relationship with her boyfriend Jason who is truly a man after God’s own heart, a decent career and the love of family and friends. But when an unwelcome reminder from her past shows up, her previously uncomplicated world is turned upside down.  Will she jeopardize what she has with Jason in an attempt to rewrite the mistakes of her past?

They say you never forget your first love, no matter how hard you try. So far, Jacelynn has done a pretty good job of forgetting Taylor, the boy who had her heart first. When Taylor returns several years later as a man requesting a second chance, what’s a girl to do…Especially when she already has a new man?

The hidden issues of Jacelynn’s heart come to light and she’s forced take a hard look in the mirror while making choices that will change her future forever. Will she be able to reconcile who she was then, with who she is in Christ now?

Living and loving in faith isn’t always easy, but it’s always worth it. That’s what happens…

When the Real Thing Comes Along

 

Excerpt from When the Real Thing Comes Along

My eyes were wide open the night I invited Taylor into my life. It was at the end of one of those parties that starts out with what seems like hundreds of people, but turns mellow before midnight. I was ready to go but my best friend, Kim, wasn’t. She was trying to finalize the hook up with a guy from her history class. Meanwhile, I was waiting on a ratty couch in the dark living room with a guy I knew I would never see again, wishing that I was at home watching Lifetime movies. That’s when I saw him.

He walked past me through the sliding glass doors into the backyard. Something about the gracefulness of his long strides, made me get up and follow him while the guy on the couch was still running his mouth.

The sound of Usher singing about how to tell if you got it bad muffled to a slow thumping bass as I closed the patio doors behind me. I waved away the sweet smell of weed as I stepped around a few people smoking and lounging on the mismatched patio furniture.

I trailed him across the large backyard where the only sound was the loud swishing of the dozen or so palm trees waltzing in the fall winds. Both of our steps were silent in the soft mushy grass. I felt strange following him without saying anything, but I wanted him to sense me behind him. I wanted to know if the crazy magnetism I was feeling was working on him too. But there was a different force drawing him that night. One that I would contend with at a later time, in another place, with a lot more to lose.

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About the Author

Author2Faith Simone is a poet, playwright and novelist.  She is also an active blogger, sharing her personal thoughts, book reviews and tips for writers on her website FaithSimone.com. Simone is passionate about using her gift of writing as a tool to help promote humanity, understanding and compassion.

 

 

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