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Christian Fiction Friday: February 19th

Welcome to this week’s edition of Christian Fiction Friday brought to you by me and my lovely and talented co-host, Alana Terry! This is a chance for Christian authors to post short snippets from their works in progress! Easy and fun!

This snippet is from a suspense novella that is currently untitled, but will be part of a romantic suspense bundle that I’m doing with my co-host Alana Terry and six other authors!

“Goodnight, doctor!” She looked up and waved at one of the nurses who had assisted in the surgery.

Her phone in her hand vibrated and she saw the incoming text from Victor.

GRILL’S HOT. STEAKS GOING ON…NOW!

She smiled, love flooding her heart for her husband. Digging through the pocket of her jeans, she pulled out her key fob and unlocked her car. At least now that the sun had gone down, the heat wouldn’t suffocate her and the car seat wouldn’t sear her legs when she got in the car.

As she opened the door, something came around her neck, immobilizing her. Startled, she reached up and felt a man’s arm. “Hello, Doctor Burnette,” a heavily accented voice said in her ear. “I’ve been looking for you.”

Shea sharp pain in her neck and almost immediately, her world went gray then black.

Now it’s your turn! Just link your Christian Fiction Friday! Here are the rules:

1. Christian Fiction Friday is a blog hop where authors post short (400-ish words or less) snippets from their current works in progress (not published pieces).

2. Keep it PG-13 or lower. No swearing, no sex scenes. If you have a particularly violent scene or deal with a heavy or controversial subject matter, please include a disclaimer at the beginning of your post.


Suggestions:

1. Visit at least some of the other Christian Fiction Friday authors each week and comment on their blogs.

2. Don’t offer critiques unless the author specifically asks for it in his or her post.

3. Please include this blurb at the end of your weekly post:

Christian Fiction Friday is a weekly blog hop where authors post snippets from their current Works in Progress. It is hosted by Alana Terry and Hallee Bridgeman.
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Christian Fiction Friday: February 12th

Welcome to this week’s edition of Christian Fiction Friday brought to you by me and my lovely and talented co-host, Alana Terry! This is a chance for Christian authors to post short snippets from their works in progress! Easy and fun!

I’ve been absent from CFF since the end of October. Our family moved and work got put aside for a couple of months. I’m so excited to be back and to share something from a current Work In Progress! This snippet is from a suspense novella that is currently untitled, but will be part of a romantic suspense bundle that I’m doing with my co-host Alana Terry and six other authors!

When she burst through the doors and into the hot Florida sunshine, she felt the world start spinning around her. “What to do what to do what to do?” she whispered over and over again. Seconds later, the phone in her hand vibrated, startling her so that she nearly dropped it. She recognized the number and, by way of a greeting, said, “Get me out of here.”

“I’m on my way,” Federal Marshall Dean Tucker replied. “Forty minutes.”

“That’s too long,” she sobbed.

“Do you want me to send local law enforcement?”

Yes, yes.” Disconnecting the call, she rushed across the street. Bursting into her house, she ran to the bedroom, grabbing a bag from the floor of the closet. Inside, it contained her life. Her entire thirty-year life in one leather satchel. She went into the kitchen and put two days’ worth of dog food in a plastic bowl, and added that with a couple bottles of water and an empty bowl to the bag.

When she looked at her phone, she saw that only five minutes had gone by. Major followed at her feet as she went into the living room, whining, clearly sensing her distress. “We’re okay,” she said to the dog, not even sounding convincing to her own ears. “We’ll be okay.”

At the knock on the door, Mara’s heart stopped, but Major jumped up and ran to the door, wagging his tail frantically. Ben must have seen her run across the street, or Brenda found him and told him what she’d said. She opened the door and Major burst past her, throwing the screen door open with his weight and launching himself at the man standing on her porch.

“Hello, Ruth,” he said.

Her heart felt like it stopped beating. Victor Markoff rubbed Major’s fur and looked up at her. He hadn’t changed in six months. He still wore his black hair cut short and combed back from his clean-shaven face. While his mouth smiled, his light blue eyes looked at her with a serious, almost cautious, expression. She licked her lips and looked passed him, expecting to see a car full of hit men unloading on her lawn.

Clearly, Major offered no protection against her enemy. Feeling betrayed, she stepped out onto the porch. She’d known this day would eventually happen, hadn’t she? “Major, down,” she said. Immediately, Major stopped dancing and jumping around Victor, and lowered himself to the ground, his entire body vibrating with excitement. Should she run? Should she wait for the police that Marshal Tucker called?

She couldn’t outrun him. Instead, she would stay outside, surrounded by neighbors who would hear if she needed help. She clenched her fists so that he wouldn’t notice her hands shaking. “The police will be here any moment.”

“Well then,” he said in his rich baritone voice, “I guess I better get this over with.” He reached into his pocket and she opened her mouth to scream.

Now it’s your turn! Just link your Christian Fiction Friday! Here are the rules:

1. Christian Fiction Friday is a blog hop where authors post short (400-ish words or less) snippets from their current works in progress (not published pieces).

2. Keep it PG-13 or lower. No swearing, no sex scenes. If you have a particularly violent scene or deal with a heavy or controversial subject matter, please include a disclaimer at the beginning of your post.


Suggestions:

1. Visit at least some of the other Christian Fiction Friday authors each week and comment on their blogs.

2. Don’t offer critiques unless the author specifically asks for it in his or her post.

3. Please include this blurb at the end of your weekly post:

Christian Fiction Friday is a weekly blog hop where authors post snippets from their current Works in Progress. It is hosted by Alana Terry and Hallee Bridgeman.
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Christian Fiction Friday: October 30th

Welcome to this week’s edition of Christian Fiction Friday brought to you by me and my lovely and talented co-host, Alana Terry! This is a chance for Christian authors to post short snippets from their works in progress! Easy and fun!

This week, I’ve returned to Christmas Star Sapphire, which is second generation novella from the Jewel Series. This book releases November 1st! (Which is tomorrow for many of you!) You can find it at this link.

christmas star sapphire smallJOE took the offered mug of coffee from Larry Grant. Larry pastored at Joe’s church and the two men had become fast friends despite a forty-year age difference. He enjoyed the company and the quaint little house every single time he visited, which he often did after church services or church functions.

Today, he had knocked and Larry had answered with a countenance that anticipated a door-to-door salesman. Upon seeing Joe, his expression transformed into one of initial joy then to contemplation before he greeted, “Well, happy Thanksgiving, young man of God. You missed dinner, but there’s pumpkin pie and coffee.”

They moved into the now familiar den. The two story brick house had originally been constructed in the early twentieth century with small rooms, tall ceilings, and a wraparound porch. Larry had often recruited Joe as his assistant in various home improvement projects. While maintaining many original fixtures, the entire house had been rewired, all the windows had been replaced with modern vinyl clad glass, and the plumbing had been updated, though the cast iron claw foot bathtub had survived. Larry had also contracted installation of central air conditioning, which certainly made the southern Alabama summers a bit more bearable and probably accounted for Joe’s frequent visits.

“Where were we?” Larry tossed another piece of split wood onto the fire before sitting down across from Joe at the chess board and lifting his own warm mug of coffee.

“Let me see if I can remember. Oh, yeah. It’s been your move for two weeks.” Joe leaned back and took a sip of the strong brew. From the kitchen, he could hear Larry’s wife, Ana, washing dishes.

Larry studied the board and finally moved a bishop. After about three seconds, Joe moved his knight out, putting the bishop in jeopardy. “Something’s on your mind, son,” Larry observed, his eyes studying the board. “You haven’t once mentioned the beating the Patriots handed the Titans last week.”

Joe took another sip of coffee, thought about ignoring the insight, then rejected the thought. He really needed to talk with someone, to get out of his own head. It was the reason he had come here in the first place. “There’s this girl.”

“I see.” Larry sat back and interlaced his fingers over his stomach. “Is she in some kind of trouble?”

Joe shook his head. “I don’t think so. I think I might be.”

Larry grinned. “Oh, it’s like that.” He pointed a finger at him. “You know, young man of God, there’s an old saying that goes, ‘It always starts with a woman.’”

“I don’t know if that’s in the Bible,” Joe replied with a smile.

“Paraphrasing. Read Proverbs, boy. Half that book backs up that quote. Heck, so does Genesis, come to think of it.” He settled back into his chair and Joe knew that the chess game was not going to continue tonight. “Tell me about this girl that troubles you so.”

Now it’s your turn! Just link your Christian Fiction Friday! Here are the rules:

1. Christian Fiction Friday is a blog hop where authors post short (400-ish words or less) snippets from their current works in progress (not published pieces).

2. Keep it PG-13 or lower. No swearing, no sex scenes. If you have a particularly violent scene or deal with a heavy or controversial subject matter, please include a disclaimer at the beginning of your post.


Suggestions:

1. Visit at least some of the other Christian Fiction Friday authors each week and comment on their blogs.

2. Don’t offer critiques unless the author specifically asks for it in his or her post.

3. Please include this blurb at the end of your weekly post:

Christian Fiction Friday is a weekly blog hop where authors post snippets from their current Works in Progress. It is hosted by Alana Terry and Hallee Bridgeman.
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Christian Fiction Friday: October 16th

Welcome to this week’s edition of Christian Fiction Friday brought to you by me and my lovely and talented co-host, Alana Terry! This is a chance for Christian authors to post short snippets from their works in progress! Easy and fun!

This week, I’ve returned to A Harmony for Steve, which is the 4th book in the Song of Suspense Series.

cover-front_9781939603-4ah4s_640She’d woken up this morning intending to get some writing done, but after a light breakfast, she went up to her keyboard and found she had absolutely no creative energy. Knowing she still mourned Sherry’s illness and death, she poured a cup of tea and found herself sitting on the deck for hours, watching the wildlife in the woods surrounding her cabin.

As she sat, she thought about the tabloid article – which she’d bought before Franklin had even shown it to her. The speed at which that photograph found itself the headlining story kind of shocked her. The national magazine must have stopped the presses and pushed everything aside in order to get it out to the public three short days after the concert.
A slow burn of anger at the entire incident threatened to interrupt the tranquility she’d sought and found out here on the deck. What a waste of life, she thought, to destroy one’s body and mind with substances. What a waste of talent. She knew Steve Slayer was one of the most celebrated guitarists in the world at the moment, and yet minutes after playing for forty-thousand people, he could barely stand upright. What would bring a person to such a low state of self worth?

She didn’t actually take the incident personally. He likely didn’t even look at her face and maybe might not even remember it happening in the first place. At that moment, she was simply an object. Any woman, young or old, probably would have elicited the same reaction from him. Which, in her mind, made it even more unacceptable.

While she longed to face whatever anger she felt at the incident creating a false rumor designed to hurt her reputation, she didn’t feel the emotional energy to confront it. Instead, she reined it in and tried to stop thinking about it. She set her tea cup down and pulled her legs up to her chest while she watched a doe with two fawns cautiously step out into the clearing of her cabin. Not willing to move, afraid she’d scare them off, she sat very still and watched the beauty of the wild animals as they ate from a patch of wild clover.

Now it’s your turn! Just link your Christian Fiction Friday! Here are the rules:

1. Christian Fiction Friday is a blog hop where authors post short (400-ish words or less) snippets from their current works in progress (not published pieces).

2. Keep it PG-13 or lower. No swearing, no sex scenes. If you have a particularly violent scene or deal with a heavy or controversial subject matter, please include a disclaimer at the beginning of your post.


Suggestions:

1. Visit at least some of the other Christian Fiction Friday authors each week and comment on their blogs.

2. Don’t offer critiques unless the author specifically asks for it in his or her post.

3. Please include this blurb at the end of your weekly post:

Christian Fiction Friday is a weekly blog hop where authors post snippets from their current Works in Progress. It is hosted by Alana Terry and Hallee Bridgeman.
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Christian Fiction Friday: October 9th

Welcome to this week’s edition of Christian Fiction Friday brought to you by me and my lovely and talented co-host, Alana Terry! This is a chance for Christian authors to post short snippets from their works in progress! Easy and fun!

This week, I’ve returned to A Harmony for Steve, which is the 4th book in the Song of Suspense Series.

cover-front_9781939603-4ah4s_640Steve jerked awake when he felt the toe of a boot nudge him. It took a moment to get his barrings. He lay face down in the sand. As he pushed himself up to his knees, he realized that he didn’t have on a shirt and his jeans were soaked with ocean water. His head pounded and his stomach rolled.

“Good morning, sunshine.” His manager, Cain Proctor, used a normal tone of voice, but it sounded like a gong going off inside of his head.

He pushed himself to a sitting position and drew his legs up. It looked like he didn’t have on any shoes, either. As he moved, he winced at a pain on his side near his hip. It looked like he had a nasty gash, but he couldn’t remember what happened.

Deciding he could maybe stand without falling, he got to his feet. Wobbling slightly, he pushed both hands through the tangled mane of hair. He needed a shower to wash the salt water off. But first –

He patted his pockets but came up empty. Without being asked, Cain handed him a cigarette and a lighter. As soon as Steve lit the cigarette, Cain held out a little blue pill and a bottle of water.

“What’s that?”

“It’s called you have a concert tonight and you need to function.”

He didn’t want the pill. He never wanted the pills. Just like he didn’t want the party the night before. But if he had a concert tonight, then he needed something to help him function. With a sigh, he popped the pill in his mouth and washed it down with the entire bottle of water.

He turned and looked at the row of  houses behind him. He spotted his. He hadn’t wandered too far away this time.

“They’re all gone,” Cain said. For the first time, Steve looked at him. He took the term Hipster to an all new level. He had on a navy suit with all of the edges trimmed in white, making him look like a cartoon drawing. His red and white checkered shirt was buttoned to the neck. He wore horned rimmed glasses, black chargers in his ears, and had his goatee trimmed close to his face.

“Who are all gone?” The water he’d consumed started to make him feel better and his brain began to lose some of the haze of the hangover.

“The people who were there last night.”

“The people you invited?” He started walking, knowing that Cain would follow. “I told you I didn’t want a party.”

“It’s the 4th of July and you’re Steven Slayer, lead singer and guitarist of Abaddon. You throw parties.”

He wanted to rail and scream, but the pounding in his head prevented him from doing anything more than quietly saying, “I don’t want any parties for a while. I need a break.”

He pivoted on his bare foot and walked over the sand toward his house. His side ached, terribly. He thought he might need to get it looked at. But even as he walked, he felt the pill start to work its magic. By the time he entered his house and walked through the rubble a team of cleaners worked on cleaning up, he headed straight for the large stainless steel fridge in the kitchen and pulled out a cold beer. He drank most of it before he made it to his bedroom. As he stepped into the steaming shower, he tossed the empty bottle into the trash can.

Now it’s your turn! Just link your Christian Fiction Friday! Here are the rules:

1. Christian Fiction Friday is a blog hop where authors post short (400-ish words or less) snippets from their current works in progress (not published pieces).

2. Keep it PG-13 or lower. No swearing, no sex scenes. If you have a particularly violent scene or deal with a heavy or controversial subject matter, please include a disclaimer at the beginning of your post.


Suggestions:

1. Visit at least some of the other Christian Fiction Friday authors each week and comment on their blogs.

2. Don’t offer critiques unless the author specifically asks for it in his or her post.

3. Please include this blurb at the end of your weekly post:

Christian Fiction Friday is a weekly blog hop where authors post snippets from their current Works in Progress. It is hosted by Alana Terry and Hallee Bridgeman.
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Christian Fiction Friday: September 25th

Welcome to this week’s edition of Christian Fiction Friday brought to you by me and my lovely and talented co-host, Alana Terry! This is a chance for Christian authors to post short snippets from their works in progress! Easy and fun!

This week, I completed the final edits in book 8 of the Virtues and Valor series titled Valor’s Vigil. It follows the story of Leopold Schaffer, and American spy wearing a Nazi officer’s uniform. Here is a snippet from Chapter 6 (you can preorder this novella, releasing November 8th, at this link):

v8_Valor2640“Have you seen your mother lately?” Karl Schäfer asked as he poured tea. The dishes from the shared late lunch still covered the table in the suite of his hotel room. He would have them removed after their meeting. Instead of a military uniform, he wore a tailored suit and a white starched shirt.

“It’s been a few months.” Leo stretched his booted feet out and rested his head against the back of the settee. It felt good to speak English so freely. “Once I got the promotion, we felt the risk was too great. Now I get coded communiqués from time to time.”

Karl sighed as he picked up his cup and settled back in the chair. “I miss her.”

Leo smiled. “I know she misses you, too.”

His father lifted his tea cup. “I can’t imagine how she’s handling her tea without sugar.”

Thinking of the sweet leaves his mother had started putting in her tea, a gift from the Texan pilot, he smiled. “She has resources.”

With a bark of a laugh, Karl replied, “I have no doubt!” His face sobered. “I’m quite ready for this war to be over and for our lives to be given back to us, to return to normal.”

“Given back?” Leo straightened and met his father’s gaze. “Your entire marriage has been fighting a war, preparing for the next one, and fighting that one. We don’t have lives. We have missions. There is no normal for us Schäfers.”

A smirk crossed Karl’s lips. “Perhaps I’m ready for what normal could be.”

On a sigh Leo said, “Me, too.” Would there ever be a normal life for him? Did he have a wife in his future? Children? A job that didn’t require a uniform or deadly weapons? He rubbed his tired eyes. “What can I do for you, Father?”

Now it’s your turn! Just link your Christian Fiction Friday! Here are the rules:

1. Christian Fiction Friday is a blog hop where authors post short (400-ish words or less) snippets from their current works in progress (not published pieces).

2. Keep it PG-13 or lower. No swearing, no sex scenes. If you have a particularly violent scene or deal with a heavy or controversial subject matter, please include a disclaimer at the beginning of your post.


Suggestions:

1. Visit at least some of the other Christian Fiction Friday authors each week and comment on their blogs.

2. Don’t offer critiques unless the author specifically asks for it in his or her post.

3. Please include this blurb at the end of your weekly post:

Christian Fiction Friday is a weekly blog hop where authors post snippets from their current Works in Progress. It is hosted by Alana Terry and Hallee Bridgeman.
halleeLOGOspinefinal


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