Monday, September 30, 2013

The Redemption of Caralynne Hayman


About the book:
How far would YOU go to avenge a daughter’s cruel death? Cara is considered rebellious and inappropriate to befriend. Dayne is the apple of Elder Simmons’ eye—until he takes a stand against their teachings. Can his prayers and love reach Cara and show her the way to redemption? Will Cara realize God’s love and forgiveness before she goes too far?

The Redemption of Caralynne Hayman is a novel of hope shining through the darkness with strong elements of suspense and romance. This novel was a semifinalist in the Genesis contest. Release date is September 30, 2013 from the Lighthouse Publishing of the Carolinas, an ACFW approved publisher.

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Excerpt

Twenty years earlier
The shadow creatures on the wall shook their wings and legs. Heads with horns nodded. Scary, dark faces watched.
The little girl clasped her floppy-eared rabbit against her chest and stared into the dark.
“Mmm …” Mommy’s murmur reached to her through the walls, and the giggles from her mother tiptoed in, shooing the fear away.
Whoosh. She blew out a breath and squeezed her rabbit tighter. “Mommy has a friend with her, Ramsey. She loves me just like I love you and will give me hugs in the morning after the man leaves.”
Ramsey said nothing. She ran her fingers over his face and could feel his black button eyes staring at her, trusting her to protect him.
“And she’ll read to us and I’ll sit on her lap and we’ll snuggle—all of us together.” She nodded and tugged on Ramsey’s left ear then rolled over.
Real live whispers and laughter floated into the room.
Opening her mouth in a wide yawn, she patted Ramsey’s tummy and whispered again, “Don’t be afraid. I’m right here.”
“Please. That hurts.”
“Mommy?” The little girl frowned but her eyes wouldn’t open. Just like they did when she and mommy put cucumbers slices on their eyes. 
“Stop it—”
             Rubbing at her eyes the little girl sat up. Mommy had never sounded like this before, and neither had any of the men—the men who brought flowers and candy and money. 




Carole Brown’s debut novel is entitled The Redemption of Caralynne Hayman. Besides being a member and active participant of many writing groups, she enjoys mentoring beginning writers. She loves to weave suspense and tough topics into her books, along with a touch of romance and whimsy, and is always on the lookout for outstanding titles and catchy ideas. She and her husband reside in SE Ohio but have ministered and counseled nationally and internationally. Together, they enjoy their grandsons, traveling, gardening, good food, the simple life, and did she mention their grandsons?



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Thursday, August 15, 2013

Then There Was Grace

Coming September 1st




Adam was ready to live without Grace, until he lost her. 

He thought he didn't deserve grace then it found him.








Blurb

Bored, Adam prepares to divorce, Grace, his wife of seven years. Then Grace is killed in a terrorist attack, leaving him to raise their three-year-old twins, Faith and Hope. The girls have no idea the world's gone crazy, they just want their mother home. Adam isn't sure how to tell them she's gone. How can he, when he's not sure what really happened? When he doesn't want to believe it himself?

Grace's family and Adam's brother come to help, but Adam hesitates to open up to them. Their care only magnifies his loss. His guilt. If Grace would come home, he'd be a better husband. Father. Anything to stop the guilt ravaging his soul. But the more he uncovers about Grace, and her love, the more broken he becomes. Adam is a man with no heart. A man with no faith. A man with no God. Then there was grace.


Enjoy this excerpt

Adam didn't answer, but she wouldn't let that dim her mood. She left him a message and made plans to call him later.
     She was passing the 80th floor when Aimee called to tell her she was on her way. Oh well, she would wait.
     "It is a beautiful day," she told herself with a sigh. "And cold," she decided standing on the observation deck a few moments later. She pulled her coat collar up her neck to her ears and stared out at the world around her. Here she was above the concrete, steel, and glass.
     Here she could see forever.
     Well, a couple of states perhaps.
     There was no congestion. That was far below her, the cars moved along like ants now.
God had made a glorious day. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and turning her face to the sun, let her worries slide away.
     "Thank you," she whispered. She stood there in the quiet for a moment then opened her eyes and pulled out her cell phone to check the time. When her sister, Aimee, arrived they could get on with enjoying the rest of the excursion together. Then they would have to go back to the world. Back to her brother, who lay in the hospital recuperating from a stem-cell transplant, and back to Denver, where Adam and her daughters waited.
      Grace flipped open her phone and began to punch in Adam's number, when a huge blast disrupted the stillness of morning. She grabbed for the bars of the railing surrounding the deck, dropping her cell as the floor on which she stood swayed.
      "Earthquake," one of the visitors on the floor yelled and moved himself and his family to the doors where they huddled until the quaking stopped.
      The ground beneath her settled, Grace picked up her phone and listened. Save for the distant sounds from the traffic below, there was quiet. She looked at the world in the chasm between the buildings, it seemed to move along in its ordinary flow. There were no accidents, or emergency vehicles coming down the road with lights flashing.
      Perhaps it was an earthquake, after all. She'd heard they sounded like approaching freight trains. If so, there could be another. Tall buildings and tremors didn't mix for her, she wanted off this ride. Grabbing her case, she tugged the strap of her purse on her shoulder and headed for the door when the quiet was felled by another huge blast. The tower rocked left then tossed right. 
      Grace managed to keep her balance, but now, unwilling to get in the elevator she looked for the stairs, noting several of the other observers already headed that way as she started to follow. She froze in her spot when the shrill blast of sirens sliced the morning air sending the chill clean to her bones.

Wednesday, June 05, 2013

To Catch a Shadow


Book #3 in the Shadow Series
To Catch a Shadow 
is now available.

Matthew braved the war and the trail to be with her, and has finally uncovered Rebekah's secret and won her heart. Now, Anthony Friedmont, Caroline's husband, has returned and taken his wife, and Rebekah has gone out to find her. Putting them both in danger.

Matthew and his cousin Clay track the women to a camp and find several dead men but no women, and no Anthony among the dead. Following the tracks and the clues, Matthew learns that Rebekah and Caroline are now captives of Chief Gray Eagle of the Sioux and Anthony is back at Fort Laramie. For he and Rebekah to have a future, Matthew will have to win the women's freedom from the Chief, but first he has to face Anthony, and hopefully, lay Rebekah's past to rest.

Excerpt-- 

            Standing Water smiled as he sat back down outside the tepee where he could hear and understand everything they said.


So Golden Hair's name was Rebekah. Courageous woman. Beautiful woman. Stubborn woman. She reminded him of the wife he once had. The wife he'd lost. The wife whose death he still wanted to avenge.

She was as dark as Rebekah was light. She too was a white woman, but that didn't stop her own people from violently taking her life and that of his baby son. He'd found her when he'd gone to live in his father's world. He'd learned much in the white world; so much he actually believed he could live there forever. But the untimely death of his wife and son taught him just how bigoted people could be.

In hatred, he had since turned his back on all he'd learned, but the lessons never left completely. They continued to haunt him. Mystic beliefs and old traditions warred with the new belief in the white man's God. He held them at bay, but now, because of Rebekah the tempest was unleashed and rising.

If he were the warrior of his people, he would not wait. He would take her. Make her his woman. It would make no difference whether she was Cavanaugh's or not. But the missionary's words of God rang in his ears. He had accepted this God, known this God, turned his back on this God in anger.

Now, just when he thought he could make something of his life again, that same God had returned to wage war for his soul. How could he live among his people again if he wasn't the warrior he should be? It drove him to distraction. The Golden Warrior did the same. He held his head in his hands and listened.



Also look for:
When Shadows Fall 


 As the Civil War rages, Rebekah fights to keep her world intact. But loss and sorrow has seeped into her heart and mind. She sets her sights on Oregon, praying this new Eden will allow her a place of peace and a place to put her life, and that of her son's, back together again. She travels to Independence, Missouri ready to take the train west, but is denied the opportunity to join the train because she is woman alone. 

Matthew battles his way through one fight after another, all the while thinking of Rebekah. The woman who holds his heart. He longs to help her west, but fears his biggest battle lies ahead of him. Will Rebekah open up her heart to him and allow him to be the one to hold her When the Shadows Fall?

Matthew has braved the war and near death with one thought in mind… Rebekah. He won her hand in marriage, and now he has a few short months to make her see how much he loves her. How much he needs her. Given the wall she's put up between them, he prays he'll have enough time. 



After fleeing the war, Rebekah is determined to go west to Oregon, only to be turned down when she tries to join the train. Matthew's proposal of marriage, in name only to help her west, becomes the miracle she needs. Loving him as she does, she dreads the idea of letting him go once they reach Oregon, but how can she ask him to stay with her, to love her? How could he love her once he's found out her secret? She must guard her heart and his.