Lisa Belacastro and A Giveaway

DSC_0036_1belacastroWhat would you do if you fell asleep in your bed and woke up in a strange place two hundred years earlier? Scream? Pray? Cry? Try to go back to sleep?

In Shenandoah Nights, Rebecca O’Neill finds herself transported from present day Martha’s Vineyard to 1775 colonial Boston. She has a choice to make: will she trust God with her life, or will she panic and give in to despair.

I have often dreamed of traveling back in time to see how the Ingalls family lived, or farther back to witness Jesus teaching the crowds and feeding the thousands. Occasionally, when problems come from all directions, I wish for the opportunity to step into the future and find out how beauty will be made of ashes. But, I always come back to my life, my house, my family, my bit of earthly security no matter how crazy it might be at the moment. Can anyone relate?

My momentary fantasies are just that: flights of fancy. Rebecca doesn’t have the choice to go home. Her running shoes, her yoga mat, her job, every physical aspect of life as she knew it is gone. And, as often happens in our lives, Rebecca’s situation goes from bad to worse quicker than a 90-mile an hour fastball hits the catcher’s mitt. Not only is she lost at sea, but Rebecca is then accused of treason and faces death by hanging if she is found guilty.

I love, how in the midst of turmoil, Rebecca falls back on what her parents and grandmother modeled: God is in control. Knowing she’s innocent, but unable to prove to anyone that she traveled through time, Rebecca turns to her grandmother’s favorite scripture and falls asleep reciting the Twenty-third Psalm.

The days pass, and Rebecca finds herself drawn more and more to the honorable Captain Benjamin Reed. He is kind, a man of integrity and of faith. He exemplifies the qualities her father always told her to look for in a man, and she knows her da would approve of Ben. But she is a woman of the twenty-first century and Ben lives in the eighteenth century. Any attachment would be foolish, and potentially heartbreaking.

But time is not the only obstacle standing in the way of Rebecca and Ben. Before she could ever hope of having a loving relationship with him, Rebecca knows she must first tell Ben who she is and where she is from. Though she fears she will lose any chance of winning his heart, Rebecca confesses all to Ben.

I imagine Ben’s reaction to Rebecca’s revelation was similar to what many of us would feel – a mix of shock and anger, wondering why she didn’t trust us enough to tell us sooner. Though Ben is hurt, he turns to prayer and also seeks the counsel of two wise, trusted men.

With the truth in the open, Ben and Rebecca confess their love for one another. As I much as I, and probably you, wish that love conquered all, Ben and Rebecca still face their biggest obstacle: will Rebecca disappear in the middle of night as she has before, and if she does, will she be able to return. With Rebecca a deck below in her cabin, and uncertain she will be there when the sun rises, Ben prays, “Father, I know you hear me. I know you know my needs even before I ask. Please stay with Rebecca, Lord. Please keep her safe and guide her path. And please give me the strength to get through this night, to trust in you and to accept whatever answer the morning brings. Amen.”

I won’t tell you how the story plays out and ruin the ending, but I can share with you that it is only through their faith and trust in God that Rebecca and Ben are able to release their fears and surrender their lives to the Master planner.

Shenandoah Nights Excerpt

9781602903784-Perfect.inddThe last thing sixth-grade teacher Rebecca O’Neill wants to do during the final week of her summer break is chaperone twenty-five kids on a six-night, seven-day trip aboard the schooner Shenandoah. But after a desperate phone call from the school principal, she doesn’t have a choice. Worse, the ship is rumored to be “haunted.” Five years ago, during the Holmes Hole student cruise, teacher Melissa Smith complained about hearing voices and seeing visions, then disappeared without a trace—from the very same cabin where Rebecca will be staying.

Everything seems normal on Sunday as Rebecca boards the impressive Shenandoah. But as she sits in Cabin 8, she hears hushed voices that don’t sound like they’re from this century. Mike, a crewmember, insists he believes the crazy Island story that Melissa time-traveled to Colonial Boston. His eerie interest in constantly tracking Rebecca’s whereabouts rattles her nerves.

Her first night onboard, Rebecca drifts off to sleep…and wakes the following morning with memories of a secretive conversation about a battle with Britain. Monday night Rebecca crawls into her bunk after an adventurous day of sailing, swimming, and overseeing students. She’s startled awake when a man grabs her and yells, “Stowaway!” Dragged in front of Captain Benjamin Reed, she looks up into the most gorgeous brown eyes she’s ever seen….


Lisa Belcastro lives with her family on Martha’s Vineyard.  She loves chocolate, reading, writing, running, working in her gardens, including weeding, and almost all outdoor activities — as long as the temperature is above sixty degrees! This winter has not been fun for Lisa. Being on or near the water is pure joy for her, and she can’t wait for the warmer weather to arrive.

When she’s not at her desk working on her next novel or writing the cuisine column for Vineyard Style Magazine, Lisa is volunteering at her daughter’s school, serving in her church community, gardening, trying to run a marathon a month, or walking the beach with her husband looking for sea glass.

There will be two winner- one print book and one e-book. Please state in the comments which you would prefer if you won. U.S. residents only for print copy, please.

Marilyn Turk

turk-HR-14I have a confession to make. I have not always wanted to write a book. But I’ve always admired lighthouses. Of course, I’d never seen a real one until I moved to Florida. While working in my sales job, I found myself at the Naval Air Station in Pensacola. I had gone there to call on a restaurant located in the Naval Air Museum. When I walked out to my car, lo and behold, there was a lighthouse rising above the trees across the street! It was awesome, and I had to check it out for myself.

I saw a van turn onto a road leading to it and followed. Rain was falling, so the driver rolled down his window to talk to me.

“Do you need to get into the lighthouse?” he said.

“I don’t need to, but I want to,” I answered.

“I’m sorry, but it’s closed. I just came here to do some work.”

I had just started writing, but for some reason I summoned my courage and said, “I’m a writer, and I really need to see the lighthouse for my research.”

And to my surprise, he said, “If you can come back in an hour, I’ll let you in.”

And so I did. And I received a personal tour. I’m convinced that meeting was God-ordained, the first affirmation from him that I was headed the right way with my writing. You see, I’d been writing devotionals and going to writers’ conferences where people were talking about their books. At first, I thought I’d never write a book, just devotionals. But while researching the history of the area I’d recently moved to, I’d read about some of the Gulf Coast lighthouses and how they played a part in the Civil War. And quite by surprise, “What if…” came to my mind and the story of my first novel began to develop.

When I pitched the idea to an editor at the next conference, she said she liked it and wanted to see a proposal for it plus synopses for three more books to make a four-book series! Three more? I’d barely thought out one. But in writing the first book, the ideas for the next three were born, and so Coastal Lights Legacy became the title for my series set in coastal lighthouses in Florida during the 1800’s. The editor I first spoke with had moved on by the time I was ready, but another editor liked them, and my first book in the series, Rebel Light, comes out in August 2014.

At the conferences, I heard that I needed to write a blog to develop a platform. I couldn’t imagine what to write about that anyone would want to read, so I did the only thing I could. I prayed about it. I asked God what I could write that would be informative, encouraging and inspirational. And He told me to write about lighthouses. Funny thing happened when I started researching lighthouses for stories, which by the way is my favorite part of this job, is that with every story, a Bible verse popped into my head.

At first I wasn’t going to include them, thinking a secular audience wouldn’t read the blog. But then I realized that God put those verses in my head for a reason, just as he wanted me to write about lighthouses, and so the Lighthouse Blog became devotionals. I’ve been writing the weekly blog for two and a half years now, and many people have asked when I was going to make them into a book. Well, guess what? I am.

I’m thrilled and happy to announce that my Lighthouse Devotions book will be published toward the end of 2014.

I’ve been asked if I might run out of stories for the blog. To that I laugh, because there are thousands of lighthouses and thousands of Bible verses. Our God is infinite, and I’ll trust Him to keep supplying the material as long as I’m able, and He wants me to continue writing them. He hasn’t failed me yet.

Check out Marilyn’s lighthouse blog at, click on Lighthouse blog. You can also find her at

Susan Paige Davis

Susan Page Davis croppedThe Charm Bracelet is a lighthearted romance in which Lisa Archer, a commercial artist, comes to terms with her love life. The man she has been dating for several years, Bryan, had gifted her with a lovely charm bracelet. Though he keeps adding to her collection of charms, Bryan seems to have no plans for marriage.

We learn early in the book that Lisa is dissatisfied with Bryan’s apparent indifference to faith. He refuses to go to church with her after she moves to the city for her new job and to be closer to him. That’s only one factor in her choice of a life mate, but it’s important to Lisa. She wants her marriage to be based on a foundation of faith.

On her second meeting with Steve, the EMT who responded when her charm bracelet got stuck in an escalator, Lisa learns that he regularly goes to church with his sister. This contrast to Bryan’s attitude disturbs her. She feels disloyal for comparing her longtime boyfriend unfavorably to someone she just met.

Though Steve at first annoys her, Lisa is attracted to him. She won’t admit for months how strong that attraction is, until she learns that Steve is also a praying man. That seems to clinch it for Lisa, and she knows he has her heart.

Lisa and Steve’s spiritual life is not the main plot of this story, but my readers know I would find a story without it unrealistic. Most people, when choosing a spouse, give spirituality at least some consideration. For most Christians, it’s a deal-breaker.

I often get questions from readers and even publishers about how much spiritual content my books have. One woman emailed me a few months ago to ask about it. I replied confidently that all my books except two (the children’s book Feather, which has morality and family values but no overt Christian content; and Mailbox Mayhem, which was originally published in a secular magazine).

Imagine my dismay when she replied, “I’m looking for books without Christian content.” I gulped and told her, “This is what I write.” But to avoid surprising readers, I try to clearly label my book descriptions as Christian or as having “elements of faith.” Even so, sometimes I am criticized for having either “too much” or “too little” spiritual content, depending on the story and the reader’s preference. I hope that you will enjoy this as a good story with a sweet romance and yes, a thread of Christian faith.

The Charm Bracelet coverBack cover copy:

The Charm Bracelet

When Lisa Archer’s charm bracelet is caught in a mall escalator, she is rescued by a flippant but dashing EMT. Steve Rollins seems to understand only too well Lisa’s mixed feelings toward her escort, Dr. Bryan Cooper, who gave her the bracelet. Lisa and Steve meet again, and the sparks fly. Steve is sure Lisa hates him, and Lisa can’t help comparing vibrant Steve to mediocre Bryan, although Steve makes her furious every time she sees him. She tells Bryan she no longer wants to wear the charm bracelet, angering Bryan, and both are injured in an auto accident. When Steve responds to the emergency call and finds that Lisa is one of the accident victims, his guilt weighs him down. Will he have the chance to ask Lisa’s forgiveness and start over in his clumsy attempts to win her heart? With a lot of prayer and some manipulation from Steve’s sister, he may be able to charm his way into Lisa’s life.

This romantic novel has elements of Christian faith. The book also includes a bonus short story, “Wandering Irises,” by Susan Page Davis.

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Susan Page Davis is the author of more than forty novels, in the romance, mystery, suspense, and historical romance genres. A Maine native, she now lives in western Kentucky with her husband, Jim, a retired news editor. They are the parents of six, and the grandparents of nine fantastic kids. She is a past winner of the Carol Award, the Will Rogers Medallion for Western Fiction, and the Inspirational Readers’ Choice Award. Visit her website at: .

The Guardian’s Promise ~ Threefold Strand

If you open my book to the opening scripture, you’ll see this:

20140227_112031There was a time when being a Christian meant I had to go to church every Sunday and Wednesday and every other day church was open. It meant I wore skirts. It meant I bowed my head and closed my eyes when I prayed. It meant reciting the sinner’s prayer every time I heard it and asking for forgiveness for all the things I had already repented.

To me, being a Christian was a bunch of rules and regulations. It was filled with the how tos and the how not tos.

Remember the Samaritan woman at the well? She came to draw water from the well and met Jesus. We all know how the story goes. Jesus asks her for a drink of water, which was akin to him asking for water from a leper. It just wasn’t done. And then, if that wasn’t enough, Jesus tells her that she should be asking him for a drink of water. Whoa! This poor woman, no doubt, about fell over. But it gets better. Jesus informs her of her indiscretions, as if she didn’t know. Surely this women is in awe. Who wouldn’t be?

But she realizes Jesus is a prophet, and maybe if she allowed herself to hope a little, he was the Messiah. But she couldn’t hope, because if he was then that meant she could never drink from the cup he offered. Not only is she a Samaritan, but…

Our fathers worshiped in this mountain; and you say, that in Jerusalem is the place where men ought to worship.

In essence, your rules, your laws will not allow me to worship you, Lord because I must worship here, while you are in Zion.

No, she didn’t say that, but I quite imagine her line of thought followed in a similar vein. I can also imagine:

Jesus dipped his chin to hide a smile. My dear, dear woman, do you not understand? “Believe me, the hour comes, when you shall neither in this mountain, nor at Jerusalem, worship the Father. You worship what you know not,: we know what we worship: for salvation is of the Jews.”

Her cheeks turned rosy with shame. Disappointment burdened her heart.

But an hour will come, even now, when true worshipers shall worship the Father in spirit and in truth: for the Father seeks such to worship him. God is a Spirit: and they that worship him must worship him in spirit and in truth.”

Gathering courage to speak, she inhaled a shuddering breath. “I know that Messiah will come, who is called Christ: when he comes, he will tell us all things.”

Jesus squeezed the tassels of his tallit in his hand. Father, thank you for times such as this. “I am he.” (Based off John 4)

Ari, the hero in The Guardian’s Promise, was raised a Levite. Much of his life was dedicated to studying the law. It was filled with rituals and rules, but then Athaliah came into power and destroyed the temple. Altars all over Judah were destroyed. His way of life changed. The loss of the temple represented losing God. Ari struggles with the loss and often wonders if God forgot about him.

9780373282579 OfficialThis is one of my favorite scenes from The Guardian’s Promise.

A soft breeze rustled his garments, bringing with it the sweet smell of the henna blossoms hedged around the vineyards. He saw Mira, pure and innocent, in his mind’s eye, leaning over one of the small flowers inhaling the scent just as she had earlier in the day. His life’s blood quickened with the need to touch her fingertips. To press his lips to her brow. If only for a second.

Ari gripped the neck of his tunic in anguish and threatened to rend the garment in two. Even when Jehoiada sent word of his imminent freedom, Ari knew he could never return to the temple and the duties he’d held before Athaliah’s murderous rampage. Life as he had known it had ceased to exist when he had left the gates of Jerusalem. And as hard as it had been to abandon his beloved city with all haste in her time of trouble, it would be even more difficult to leave this village and the friends he’d made.

Blowing out a breath of air, Ari released the fabric and prayed for peace to settle his anxious heart. Although he had not forgotten even one day to meditate on the Lord’s law, at times he doubted whether God had remembered him. Had the Lord abandoned him altogether? Had the Lord forgotten Joash? Had the Lord forgotten His covenant with King David?

“Do you remember your promise to David, Lord? ‘Your house and your kingship shall ever be secure before you, your throne shall be established for evermore.’” He shook his fist at the heavens before bowing his head in remorse.

Questioning God’s faithfulness did not set well in his soul. He knew once the questioning began, it would soon fester and eat away at his heart. Ari fought the urge to bury his face into his hands. Instead, he stared into the great void and waited for some sort of reprimand from God Himself.

The quiet was only interrupted by the bleating of a goat. Still, he waited, for God’s peace to cloak him. Just as he was about to give up and seek his sleep, a star streaked across his vision and faded into the dark night. He recalled a psalm memorized from childhood.

The Lord doth build up Jerusalem: he gathereth together the outcasts of Israel. He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds. He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their names. Great is our Lord, and of great power: his understanding is infinite. The Lord lifteth up the meek: he casteth the wicked down to the ground.

If the Most High, in all of His greatness, cared to name even the stars and knew their number, would He not remember Ari?

“Forgive me. The unknown is like torment.” He paused. “If You hear me, O Lord,” his voice a mere whisper to his own ears, “grant me Thy guidance. Thy wisdom. Courage. I am Your servant, Most High, humbled before You.” Whether bound to another man’s house or in freedom. He inhaled the warm, henna-scented night air. An ache throbbed in his chest at the fragrance so much a part of Mira. Could he love her? Could she love him? Of course, it did not matter if God did not will it. Closing his eyes, he bowed his head. “I will go where You lead.”

God spoke to Ari in such a clear, yet gentle manner. How like God. In what seemed liked Ari’s most trying time, when God seemed so far away, He was showing Ari that worship wasn’t about burnt offerings and sacrifice, it about a relationship in truth and in spirit.

Shirley Raye Redmond on Threefold Strand

SRR-3This month (February) marks the 109th anniversary of author Lew Wallace’s

death. In my inspirational novel, AMANDA’S BEAU, the schoolteacher Gil

Gladney loans my heroine Wallace’s novel to read: BEN-HUR: A TALE OF THE

CHRIST. Many of you have probably read it too or seen the classic movie,

starring Charlton Heston as the title character.


Interestingly enough, when the novel was released in 1880, it was

considered unusual for its time—too romantic, and historical fiction was

not popular. Wallace declared that after researching and writing the book,

he was convicted with an “absolute belief in God and in the divinity of

Christ.” The novel was not expected to become a bestseller. But it did.


After reading and enjoying the book, my heroine Amanda returns the novel

to Gil, saying, “It made me want to be a better person, a stronger

Christian. Do you know what I mean?”


“Yes, I do,” Gil replied.


As the main characters cope with one obstacle after another, their faith

in God grows, as does the love they have for one another. They follow

Paul’s instructions in 1st Thessalonians 5:16-18: Be joyful always; pray

continually, give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for

you in Christ Jesus.” And like the three-cord strand mentioned in

Ecclesiastes 4:12, their bond with Christ and with one another is not

easily broken.


Interestingly enough, when Lew Wallace died at the age of 77 in 1905, his

many books had earned him more royalty income than any other American

novelist up to that time. An encouraging thought for all of us writing

inspirational fiction! Today, a marble statue of Wallace, representing his

home state of Indiana, stands in Statuary Hall in the U.S. Capital. He is

the only American novelist honored there.


Book Blurb

Amanda’s Beau

by Shirley Raye Redmond

Now available at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and Astraea Press


Amanda's BeauThe year is 1905. It is autumn in the village of Aztec in New Mexico

territory. Amanda Dale is burdened with the responsibility of caring for

her widowed sister—an invalid–and Ella’s two children—one a premature

infant. Schoolteacher Gil Gladney is handsome, intelligent, and

God-fearing. He is drawn to Amanda, but feels he cannot propose marriage

until he is able to purchase the ranch he has been saving for. When Gil

and his pupils discover the relics of an ancient culture among the ruins

outside the village, Gil contacts an old college friend. The possibility

of an archeological excavation excites the community of cash-strapped

farmers, eager to earn extra money working on the site. When a rabid skunk

reels through the excavation site, threatening the lives of Amanda and her

nephew Rex, Gil realizes that life is short and the possibility of true

happiness can be fleeting. In the end, Amanda learns to trust God to

provide the happily-ever-after ending she’s been praying for.


Author Bio

An award-winning children’s book author, Shirley Raye Redmond holds an

M.A. in literature from the University of Illinois. She has been married

to her husband Bill for nearly 39 years, and is active with Community

Bible Study. Lewis & Clark: A Prairie Dog for the President (Random House)

was a Children’s Book of the Month Club selection. Patriots in Petticoats:

Heroines of the American Revolution, was named one of the best children’s

books of 2005 by the Bank Street College of Education. Amanda’s Beau is

her first inspirational romance.

Readers may contact Shirley Raye at her website

or connect with her on facebook at








For a Lifetime ~ Patricia Johns

DSC01807 I was reading a gossip magazine a few months ago, and an actress was talking about her recent engagement.

“Oh, I hope I don’t sound too soppy,” she gushed. “But I really do believe that he and I are meant to be… at this point in our lives.”

OUCH. At this point in our lives? Whatever happened to Happily Ever After?

I suppose you could argue that in Hollywood where more than the national average of 50% of marriages bite the dust, that she was just being pragmatic, but it’s still sad. When a bride-to-be looks forward to her wedding already expecting an expiry date, something has gone wrong.

My aunt told me about a wedding she attended where the vows sounded like this:

“I take you to be my lawfully wedding husband, to have and to hold, to love and to cherish, for as long as we both shall wish it.”

The idea of a marriage that lasts for a lifetime is fading in some circles, and I find that truly heartbreaking. I believe in marriage that lasts. I believe in loving one person for the rest of my life. I believe that we should stay true to each other in sickness, health, poverty, or wealth, but I’m not relying on my own ideals or on my husband’s love for me. I’m relying on God.

Happily Ever After is only happy when it truly lasts, and I believe that all of us want that, deep down. We want someone to love us unconditionally, to protect us, to adore us. While a husband may fall short of the ideal from time to time, God never does. And when God is in that marriage, in that relationship and in that Happily Ever After, it lasts.

Not for only a point in our lives.

Not for as long as we both shall wish it.

But for a lifetime.


his unexpected familyBlurb:

When a baby is dropped into her life without warning, Emily Shaw is overjoyed. It’s a bit odd that her distant cousin named single Emily as guardian, but she’s thrilled all the same. She never thought she’d get to be a mom. Another unexpected blessing is that baby Cora arrives in the arms of police chief Greg Taylor. Despite all three of them instantly bonding, Greg has promised himself he’ll never be a father. And now Emily’s smooth-talking relative is challenging her right to raise Cora. Will Emily have to make an impossible decision between the child she already loves and the man who loves her?




Patricia Johns lives in Alberta, Canada, where the winters are long and cold. She doesn’t complain, though, because it leaves her plenty of time to write, enjoying that winter wonderland from the warm side of the window.

She has her BA in English Lit and has been writing seriously ever since. She has written numerous novels in other genres, but her true love is for romance writing, where she can be the unabashedly hopeless romantic she’s always been.




Faith Without Trust by Ginger Solomon

Ginger defines faith as “confidence or trust in a person or thing.” But how can you have faith without trust?

I think we’ve all had trust issues at one time or another. At least I have. I’ve doubted people – their motives or their words. And I’ve doubted God. I’ve questioned His love for me. I’ve asked why so many times I can’t even count them.

One thing I have come to understand is that God has always been with me. Even in the darkest moments of my life, and there have been a few, He has been by my side. When I’ve turned away, He has been faithful and remained steadfast in His love for me. No matter how I “feel” or how things seem to be falling apart, God is there.

But even with that knowledge, I have doubts when I’m in the midst of a new trial. I try to place God in a box. The size of which is conceived from what I’ve been taught and the experiences I’ve had, but as Isaiah 55:8 reminds us, “’For My thoughts are not your thoughts, nor are your ways My ways,’ says the Lord.”

We are finite and He is infinite. He won’t fit in my box. Or your box. Ever. He will always be bigger and better than we can imagine.

Cahri, my heroine in One Choice, struggles with trusting God. In the beginning of the book, she wants nothing to do with God, though she continues to attend church so she can keep her job. She is angry and has lost her faith in Him. In her opinion, God no longer deserves her trust. BUT God (don’t you just love that phrase?), in His infinite grace, calls to Cahri even as she’s going through the hardest trial of her life. He speaks to her through art, creation, and through her memories. He won’t leave her alone. Toward the end of the book, Cahri finds herself in a situation that forces her to trust God. She has nothing left, but the small grain of faith that her parents planted in her as a child. A grain of faith that has grown because God is THERE. He is everywhere she looks.

In the end, she must trust God because she, by herself, is helpless. She must trust Him with her very life.

But then, don’t we all do that every day? On some level, we trust God will continue to provide the air we need to breathe. We trust that the muscles and bones He created will provide movement and support. We trust that the cup we pour our drink of choice in to will hold said liquid. We trust that the laws of physics will remain in place, that the chair we sit in will hold us, that our cars will transport us to our destination.

“But without faith it is impossible to please Him, for he who comes to God must believe that He is, and that He is a rewarder of those who diligently seek Him.” (Heb. 11:6 NKJV)

I think many times we believe that God is, but we fail to believe that He rewards those that diligently seek Him. Okay, maybe you don’t, but I do. I know how bad I am, and how much I mess up(aka sin) daily. BUT God (there it is again) is faithful to forgive us and cleanse us from all of the bad stuff (1 John 1:9)

In my novel, God protects Cahri from herself, and from others. He is there for her, even when she doesn’t feel his presence. And, as in any novel I write, she has a happily-ever-after.

He’s there for you, too. Every day. And if you believe in Him, trust in Him, have faith in Him, you will have a happily-ever-after too.

If you have a need that you are comfortable sharing, or even if you don’t share, but just need some prayer, leave a comment and I will pray for you.

One Choice

OneChoice 453x680Cahri Michaels is American by birth, but Belikarian by choice. Being selected to participate the Bridal March forces her to give up the independent life she’s created for herself. She’s not ready to be anyone’s wife, much less to a man she doesn’t know.

Prince Josiah Vallis despises the centuries old tradition—the Bridal March—that is forcing him to choose a wife from fifty women. Why does it matter that he’s twenty-five and still single?

When Cahri and Josiah meet, sparks fly. Will it ignite a godly love that can see them through or will they be burned, never to be the same?

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Ginger Solomon is a Christian, a wife, a mother to seven, and a writer — in that order (mostly). When not homeschooling her youngest five, doing laundry or fixing dinner, she writes or reads romance of any genre, some sci-fi/fantasy, and some suspense. She’s a member of American Christian Fiction Writers, president of her local writing group, and writes regularly for three blogs. In addition to all that, she loves animals, horses especially, likes to do needlework (knitting, crocheting, and sometimes cross-stitch), and loves to sing in the choir at church.

Christina here, please don’t forget that I am giving away a copy of The Guardian’s Promise to one commenter. Winner will be announced Sunday, February 9, 2014. U.S and Canadian residents only, please.