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A Melody for James is Now 99 Cents!

A Melody for James: Part 1 in the Song of Suspense series
A Melody for James: Part 1 in the Song of Suspense series

In preparation for the release of A Carol for Kent, Book 3 in the  Song of Suspense Series, I’ve made the ebook of Book 1 in the Song of Suspense, A Melody for James just 99 cents! You get a RONE’ Award Finalist Book and The Book Club Network’s runner up for 2013 Fiction Book of the Year for less than a dollar!

Wherever you can get it in ebook form, I’ve marked it down from $4.99 to $0.99.

At the time of this blog post, A Melody for James has received 89 customer reviews on Amazon, and ALL of them are 4 and 5 stars – which gives it an average rating of 4.8 stars!melody reviews

Read the book! Tell your friends! Leave a review! And then look forward to the May 13th release of A Carol for Kent!

A Melody for James can be purchased in e-book format at the following places:

Deeper ShoppingAmazon, SmashwordsBarnes & Noble, All Romance eBooks , Apple iTunes StoreLulu, Bookie Jar

 

A Melody for James is the first book in a set of Christian contemporary romantic suspenseful thrillers from best selling inspirational novelist, Hallee Bridgeman. The exciting new SONG OF SUSPENSE series premiers everywhere fine books are sold June 15, 2013 with book 1, A Melody for James.

Recognition:

Clash of The TitlesA Melody for James was voted the Clash of the Titles WINNER in July 2013.

Book Of The Month FictionA Melody for James was voted The Book Club Network‘s August 2013 Fiction Book of the Month.

Book Of The Year FictionA Melody for James was the first runner up for the 2013 Fiction Book of the Year as announced in the February 2014 edition of Book Fun Magazine.

A Melody for James is a RONE’ Award Finalist!

Read the Book:

A Melody for James can be purchased in e-book format at the following places:

Deeper ShoppingAmazon, SmashwordsBarnes & Noble, All Romance eBooks , Apple iTunes StoreLulu, Bookie Jar

Olivia Kimbrell Press
EBook ISBN: 978-1-939603-07-4

A Melody for James can be purchased in paperback at the following places:

Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Books-A-Million

If you’d like an autographed copy, please visit my store at Squareup.com!

Ask your local library to order this title:

Olivia Kimbrell Press
ISBN-13: 978-1-939603-08-1
ISBN-10: 1-939603-08-0

Author Video:

The Back Cover:

Strangers meet during an unexpected layover. Hours later, their hearts sing a harmonious duet.

Melody Mason finds James Montgomery sincere, honest, and keenly intelligent with a tenderness that contradicts his broad stature. Melody lifts James from the depths of all- consuming grief for the first time since his wife’s murder. Uncannily, they learn that they share much in common. They begin to wonder whether God brought them together.

Though determined to unite, sinister events take an ominous turn. The couple won’t even see each other for four long years.

Melody rises to stardom as America’s newest Country Music sensation while James brings a billion dollar technological breakthrough within reach.

The two finally reunite and find the connection between them has only grown stronger in tempo, joining them like notes in a symphony. But once more, a terrifying hidden truth secretly sneers at their hopes for happiness. After so long apart, the couple must work in close concert.

They have to put all their faith in God as they solve the deadly mystery that ties their lives inexplicably together time and again.

Excerpt from the Book:

Chapter 1
ANGELA MONTGOMERY nearly missed it. She had lost herself in memories of her recent birthday celebration marking the passing of her 30th year on earth. Her husband, James, her junior by 2 short years, had gone all out. Being “much” younger, he had decorated the entire house with black balloons and held a surprise “wake” for the passing of her late youth. Daydreaming and lost in feelings of love and adoration for her beloved groom, Angela nearly failed to recognize the moment when it happened.

When her consciousness shifted from her reverie back to the present, for several breaths she simply stared at the smart board in front of her and ran through the calculations again. Then she tried to ignore the little shivers of nervous excitement that danced up her spine.

“Heeyyyyy …” Donald Andrews clicked a few keys on the laptop in front of him, magnifying the image on the smart board screen so that it covered the entire wall. “Did we just …”

Angela rose, her legs feeling uncharacteristically stiff, and walked forward while staring at the screen. “You know what, I’m cautiously going to say yes. Yes, we did.”

Alvin Berry let out a loud, “Whoop!” He removed the ever present knit cap from the top of his head and tossed it into the air. The group collectively looked at each other and grinned. Years of work, and the breakthrough sat right there on that smart board, staring back at them.

“We should celebrate,” Lorie Frazier announced. She pulled her glasses from her nose and casually tossed them onto the stack of papers in front of her. “We need to celebrate, then we need to call a press conference. But only after we get to the patent office.”

Angela looked back at the screen. “We have to be sure.”

“We’re sure,” Alvin said. “Look at that beauty. It is so simple yet so elegant.”

“Call James,” Lorie said. “Tell him to make us a reservation in the most ridiculously expensive restaurant Atlanta has to offer. Tell him we’re going to celebrate.”

Despite her naturally conservative nature, Angela started to let the feeling of giddy excitement take over. She laughed and hugged Don as she pulled her cell phone from her pocket.

Her husband would probably jump up and down or do a little dance of celebration. She felt like she might just as easily be making a call to announce that she was expecting their first child instead of the conclusion of this long project.

For five years, she and this amazing team of engineers had worked to perfect this revolutionary data storage solution. For five years, usually working six days a week, usually not less than twelve hours a day, they’d toiled in this basement lab in her inherited home. While she’d hoped and prayed for all that time, now that the reality of what they’d accomplished actually shone back at her from that beautiful smart screen, she realized she hadn’t ever really been certain they’d succeed.

But they had.

She got James voice mail. “Darling,” she purred, knowing he’d hear the smile in her voice, “We did it. We’re done. I cannot wait to show you. Come home. Come see. We need to celebrate.”

As soon as Angela hung up, she gave Lorie a hug and said, “I vote for cheesecake.”

“Copious amounts,” the nearsighted genius agreed. “Oh! With strawberries! And really good coffee.”

Angela felt her heart skip when the red security light started flashing. Her eyebrows crowded together in confusion. Why was the intruder alarm going off now?

Angela had inherited the farmhouse from her late uncle at the age of 17 and lived there throughout her lengthy matriculation at Georgia Tech. For a brief time when this venture was just beginning, she and her brand new husband, James, as well as their business partner and his best friend, Kurt, had all lived there under the same roof.

During the initial months and years, Kurt and James had renovated the basement entirely; installing a T1, a two post rack of networking gear, a four post rack of high performance servers; and most importantly, a state of the art security system, designed and built by her brilliant husband himself. For the last five years, they had hardened the basement into a panic room with steel reinforced doors, magnetic locks, and pinhole security cameras. It took two-factor authentication to even get into the room.

When the magnitude of the fact that the security alarm was still sounding sunk in, Angela whirled around until her eyes met with Don. When she spoke, she hated the shrill edge of panic she detected in her voice. “Back it up to the Snap.”

His fingers clicked on the keys with the speed of machine gun fire as spoke. “There’s no time. We didn’t do an incremental yesterday because the waffle was running a defrag.”

“Right. Execute a differential and encrypt it.” She waited a few heartbeats while Don’s fingers played out a staccato percussion on his laptop.

With confusion clouding his eyes, he looked up and announced, “Our hard line is down.”

Alvin pressed a series of keys on his computer and several small screens appeared on the smart board, all showing different angles of her home. Men in masks moved through the empty house with military precision, high powered and very deadly looking carbine rifles tucked tightly into their shoulders at the ready. They stared around every corner through the sights on the short rifles.

Lorie gasped and said, “What is going on? Who are they?”

Fear and panic tried to take over. Her stomach turned into ice and Angela felt like her breathing wasn’t productive, like she could never get a deep enough breath. Focus, she said to herself. You will have time to be scared when it’s over.

“Can you remember how we got here since the last backup?” Angela asked Alvin, her hand pointing in his direction like a knife blade. If she’d ever met anyone whose memory rivaled her husband’s, it was Alvin.

His voice sounded flat, emotionless. “Yes. Of course I can.”

She watched a crouched figure outside the entrance to the lab tape two liter plastic bottles filled with water to the hinges of the security door. The security that James and Kurt had installed was tight, state of the art even, and the door was sealed. But no seal in 100 miles would withstand the blast of a shaped charge pushing water ahead of a supersonic shock wave. It would slice through the steel door faster than the world’s most powerful cutting torch.

Whomever these people were, they had known the defenses they would have to overcome. They were prepared. They had planned. They had obviously even rehearsed as was apparent in their staged and perfectly timed precision movements. And the most dangerous thing Angela and her team had for protection once that door came down were a few custom computer viruses.

She’d known the risks. The success of their project was potentially worth upward of a hundred billion dollars in the first year alone, and that was on the conservative side. The long term applications of the soon to be patented technology could not even be calculated. The reason they worked out of her home instead of in some downtown lab was for the secrecy of the project, a vain hope of security by obscurity.

They’d taken additional precautions which Angela belatedly realized she had characterized as “paranoid.” A commercial exothermic incendiary device much like a military grade thermite grenade perched atop each server array that would, when detonated, melt their way through the machines at over 4 thousand degrees Fahrenheit, effectively destroying everything in a completely unrecoverable fashion. They would burn 3 times hotter than molten lava and the crew would have to be careful not to look at them since the radiant energy was bright enough to blind them without a welding visor.

“Then destroy it. Destroy it all.”

Lorie’s finger hovered over a steel pin. “You’re sure?”

The explosion above them shook the room. Alvin rushed to the inner door and made sure the panic room door remained bolted on all four corners. Angela closed the lid on her laptop and slid it into the 2 inch air gap between network switches. Then she draped her hand on Lorie’s shoulder and whispered, “Do it.”

She closed her eyes and started to pray as the room around her grew suddenly very hot and smoke started billowing up to the ceiling. “Lord Jesus, if I live through this, let me remain in Your will. But if I come home to you, sweet Jesus, please watch over my husband. Let him feel your comforting love and let him find the destiny you have in mind for him.”

Smoke alarms went off and the lights flickered. Then she felt herself being picked up and thrown aside, riding on the wave of a perfectly timed blast. As she flew backward from the shock of the multiple explosions blowing open her steel door she prayed even harder — she prayed for courage, for protection, for strength.

As she landed and fell against the tower of computer drives, she watched the thermite spill and splatter like lava, setting the entire area on fire. Her last thought was of pain as a spray of burning powder fell on her chest.
endscene

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And the Name of the Serial Killer Is…

a carol for kent topRichmond Red!

Thank you for all of the really clever ideas for names. And, thank you, Lynette Bonner, for *the* name. It’s perfect!

You’ve won either an autographed copy of A Carol for Kent (featuring Richmond Red!) or an ebook of all three of the Song of Suspense books!
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Today’s Word of Promise

lukeEveryday, I do a 4-mile aerobic walk. It takes me one hour. I listen to my Word of Promise Bible while I walk.

Today, I listened to Luke 6 through Luke 11.

The part that stood out to me today was Luke 8:12, as Jesus explained the Parable of the Sower:

Those by the wayside are the ones who hear; then the devil comes and takes away the word out of their hearts, lest they should believe and be saved.

Wayside is defined as the edge of the path.

What is the path? How can I, someone desperate to hear the word of God and obey the word of God, stay off of the wayside and remain on the path so that the word cannot be taken out of my heart?

I did some digging into verses about “paths” and came across these (among others):

So you may walk in the way of goodness,
And keep to the paths of righteousness. Proverbs 2:20

You will show me the path of life;
In Your presence is fullness of joy;
At Your right hand are pleasures forevermore. Psalm 16:11

Make me walk in the path of Your commandments,
For I delight in it. Psalm 119:35

I think the path is following the commandments of God, of which Jesus mentioned often. And, when asked what the greatest of these commandments were, said:

“‘You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your mind.’ This is the first and great commandment. And the second is like it: ‘You shall love your neighbor as yourself.’ On these two commandments hang all the Law and the Prophets.” Matthew 22:37-39

I think that those are the wayside are not giving their “all” to God – their heart, soul and mind. I think they’re holding back, and it makes them susceptible to “then the devil comes and takes away the word out of their hearts.”

Today I’m examining my heart, soul, and mind, and I’m making sure I’m loving God with ALL of me so that His word can plant itself in me and take root, and not be trampled on or devoured.

May God bless you and bless your day. Find a word of God speak to you today.
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Today’s Word of Promise

lukeEveryday, I do a 4-mile aerobic walk. It takes me one hour. I listen to my Word of Promise Bible while I walk.

Today, I listened to Mark 14 through Luke 5.

The part that stood out to me today came from the first chapter of Luke.

In Luke 1:13-17, the Angel Gabriel told Zacharias, who was married to Elizabeth and both were “advanced in years”, that she would have a son and his name would be called John (the Baptist).  Zacharias said:

And Zacharias said to the angel, “How shall I know this? For I am an old man, and my wife is well advanced in years.”

And the angel answered and said to him, “I am Gabriel, who stands in the presence of God, and was sent to speak to you and bring you these glad tidings. But behold, you will be mute and not able to speak until the day these things take place, because you did not believe my words which will be fulfilled in their own time.” Luke 1:18-20

Then, the same angel appeared to Mary and told her that she would bare a son and that his name will be Jesus. And Mary said:

Then Mary said to the angel, “How can this be, since I do not know a man?”

And the angel answered and said to her, “The Holy Spirit will come upon you, and the power of the Highest will overshadow you; therefore, also, that Holy One who is to be born will be called the Son of God. Now indeed, Elizabeth your relative has also conceived a son in her old age; and this is now the sixth month for her who was called barren.  For with God nothing will be impossible.” Luke 1:34-37

So, Zacharias said, “How can I know this?” and he was punished by Gabriel for his lack of faith. And, Mary said, “How can this be?” and she was rewarded with an answer.  What was the difference?

I think it was in intent, for God knows our hearts. I think Zacharias intent with his question was to say, “I’m old. My wife is old. What you say will happen cannot be. How can I know this?”

I think Mary’s intent with her question was, “I am a virgin. What do you need me to do to get pregnant, because clearly there are logistics involved. I believe you, I just need to know ‘how’.”

I think Mary had faith, and Gabriel knew it. I think Zacharias had no faith, and Gabriel knew it. So while their questions might have sounded the same, their hearts were opposite.

Which tells me, it’s okay to question logistics when God has given you a task – as long as you understand that the logistics have already been handled and you keep the faith that God knows of what He asks you.

May God bless you and bless your day. Find a word of God speak to you today.

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Name That Serial Killer Contest

a carol for kent topIn my upcoming book, A Carol for Kent Book 3 in the Song of Suspense Series, I have a serial killer who needs a nickname.

The victims are young women who are all tall and thin with red hair. The killer dresses them up in professional clothes, down to matching shoes and jewelry. Then they’re strangled with violin string and posed them, spread eagle, with  red candles at their heads, each hand, and each foot. This happens in Richmond, Virginia.

So … name him. Leave it in the comments below. What would the press call him? If I choose your name, you will win an autographed copy of A Carol for Kent, or all three Song of Suspense Series books in ebook – your choice.

Here are the first three paragraphs of chapter 1, to give you an idea:

CAROL Mabry stared down at the body on the floor of apartment 3G. The dead woman wore a gray silk pantsuit and pink silk blouse. Her hair was perfectly coiffed into a French twist, and her makeup looked like it had been applied professionally. Pink beads adorned her neck, hanging loosely against her breasts. Pink ball earrings were clipped to each ear.

She lay spread eagle on the ground, her eyes a blank stare in the direction of the ceiling.  Some sort of wire around her neck had cut into her skin, making it look like she had on a red necklace.

At her head, at each of her hands, and at her feet, fat red candles burned. The crimson colored wax had run down the candlesticks and pooled into the beige carpet.

 

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Today’s Word of Promise

markEveryday, I do a 4-mile aerobic walk. It takes me one hour. I listen to my Word of Promise Bible while I walk.

Today, I listened to Mark 5 through Mark 13.

The part that stood out to me today came from Mark 5:25-34:

Now a certain woman had a flow of blood for twelve years, and had suffered many things from many physicians. She had spent all that she had and was no better, but rather grew worse. When she heard about Jesus, she came behind Him in the crowd and touched His garment. For she said, “If only I may touch His clothes, I shall be made well.”

Immediately the fountain of her blood was dried up, and she felt in her body that she was healed of the affliction. And Jesus, immediately knowing in Himself that power had gone out of Him, turned around in the crowd and said, “Who touched My clothes?”

But His disciples said to Him, “You see the multitude thronging You, and You say, ‘Who touched Me?’”

And He looked around to see her who had done this thing. But the woman, fearing and trembling, knowing what had happened to her, came and fell down before Him and told Him the whole truth. And He said to her, “Daughter, your faith has made you well. Go in peace, and be healed of your affliction.

Crowds were thronging around Jesus – likely pressing against him, pushing him, touching him.

Throng is defined as: a multitude of people crowded or assembled together; crowd.

A single woman among the throng touched his garment, and he felt it.

What made her touch so different from all of the others around Him? What made Him feel her touch more than someone who might have pushed against Him in the crowd?

He said it to her, “Your faith has made you well.”

How much more faith did she possess than the multitude around Him, desperate for Him to heal them? So much more that when she touched His garment, He felt the power go out of Him.

Christ has said in Matthew 17:20, “for assuredly, I say to you, if you have faith as a mustard seed, you will say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move; and nothing will be impossible for you.”

Is my faith strong enough that Christ would feel me touch His robe among the multitude? Would that single touch, fought for against the throng, heal me? I pray that my faith is that steadfast. I pray that God will be pleased with my faith.

May God bless you and bless your day. Find a word of God speak to you today..

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