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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: September 11th

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 a second generation Jewel Series titled Christmas Star Sapphire. It follows the story of Madeline Viscolli and Joe Westcott. Here is a snippet from Chapter 2 (you can preorder this Christmas novella, releasing November 1st, at this link):

christmas star sapphire smallShe ran her tongue over her teeth. If she felt stupid a minute ago, she set herself up to feel really dumb now. “Redheaded Westcott, from Providence, Rhode Island, living on a big boat. Are you by chance a ‘Westcott Marine’ Westcott?”

The angry flash in his eye surprised her. “How would you know that?”

Max laughed out loud. “She pinned you down, brother.”

Unsure of the source of the unnatural vehemence she heard in his tone, she held up a hand. “Just curious, honestly. My father once bought and sold a boat manufacturing company in Boston. He used it to help me see the paperwork trail of the flipping of a company like that. I remember that, in Boston anyway, they like to think they’re somewhat of a business rival. That’s all. I know there’s a couple of sons among the brothers who own Wescott Marine. Are you one of the sons?”

“Viscolli.” His eyes narrowed. “Madeline Viscolli. So that would be the same Viscolli Enterprises that saved Elohim Boats from bankruptcy?”

With a grin, she confirmed. “Yes! It was just Walters Watercraft when Papa bought it. Small world, huh?”

“Oh, yeah. Small world.” His voice lacked any detectable emotion. Then his eyes softened a little. “Elohim makes very nice boats. Sleek and elegant but sturdy and sound. Walters built solid boats but Elohim creates distinction.”

“So does Wescott, Mr. Joe Wescott.”

He cocked his head. His voice went back to monotone. “Think so? I guess. Maybe.”

While he stared at her as if examining something fascinating, a thought occurred to her. “I don’t get it. If you’re a Westcott Marine Westcott, then you should have plenty of access to transport for your boat that’s too large to get out of the water. Right?”

“You’d think so, wouldn’t you?” He asked rhetorically, his voice remaining even, his smile forced. Then he stepped back and glanced at Alana and Max. “I am going to call it a night, friends. Alana, beautiful brochures. Everyone who picked one up opened it. I watched.”

“Wonderful!” She squeezed his upper arm. “You be careful biking out there in the dark.”

With the sudden attitude change, she thought he’d ignore her as he left, but he did turn back to her. “It was a pleasure, Miss Viscolli. As always. Have a good night and I’ll see you in small groups tomorrow.”

With a frown, she looked at Alana. “What was that all about?”

The older woman stepped closer to her. “That is for him to tell you, lovely girl. I don’t gossip even on a bad day and today was a wonderful day.” She gestured at the food table. “Let me see what kind of fruit I can scare up. Baby Max is craving some watermelon! And I swear I feel like I could drink a gallon of water.”

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 4th

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 a second generation Jewel Series titled Christmas Star Sapphire. It follows the story of Madeline Viscolli and Joe Westcott. Here is a snippet from Chapter 4 (you can preorder this Christmas novella, releasing November 1st, at this link):

.christmas star sapphire smallThe kitchen area looked spotless, and the entire living area lay in complete order before her. Even the bed beyond the doorway was made. Joe walked to the bow and sealed the port leading to his bedroom, hiding his bed from sight before turning back to face her.

“Expecting company?” she asked, curious about the tidiness.

“No, I wasn’t,” he answered ironically. He gestured toward the galley area. “Can I help you with anything?”

As she set the basket on the small counter, she opened the lid and started pulling out plastic containers of food. “Can you    set the table?”

About thirty minutes later, they sat at the little dining nook in front of the spread of roasted and sliced turkey breast, mashed potatoes, stuffing, roasted sweet potatoes, roasted Brussels sprouts, and homemade rolls.

Madeline sat across from Joe and placed a napkin in her lap. He looked at the food and then at her, his green eyes filled with emotion she couldn’t quite identify. Then he spoke.

“This is my first home cooked Thanksgiving meal in about thirteen years.”

Wanting to ask questions, but deciding to let him lead, she held her hand out. “I’m thankful we could spend it together. Would you mind blessing the meal?”

He covered her open hand and his fingers wrapped around her palm. His grip felt carefully light and warm though she could feel the strength in his fingers. He prayed a simple prayer, thanking God for the food and the fellowship. She enjoyed holding his hand and regretted the moment the prayer ended. While they filled their plates, she said, “This is my first Thanksgiving without my family in my entire life.”

His eyebrow twitched. “Why didn’t you go home?” As he spoke, he loaded mashed potatoes on his plate.

“I still have a paper due Monday. I can’t work on a plane. I get motion sickness very easily, especially on Papa’s corporate jet. It’s so little. I do better on a bigger plane and the flights are so crowded this time of year.” As she handed him the gravy, she smiled when he met her eyes. She made a mental note to stop babbling.

Spooning gravy over half of the items on his plate, he asked, “So, how does preparing this amazing smelling meal equal you finishing your paper?”

“I wrote it yesterday. I’m giving it a day, then I’ll go start proofing it.” She started to launch into the theme of the paper before she remembered that she had stopped babbling. Instead, she sliced into her turkey meat, relieved that it didn’t look too dry. Thinking back to his statement, she asked, “How is it that you didn’t celebrate Thanksgiving? Did your family not do holidays?”

His hands paused in cutting his meat for just a second – long enough for her to see it and identify it, before he resumed his task. His voice remained pleasant while he answered. “I went to a military boarding school from sixth grade on. I never went home during Thanksgiving break. The cooks always did their best to give the boys who stayed a nice meal.” He held up his fork. “But nothing like this. Thank you. I appreciate the thought. These Brussels sprouts are really good. How did you do that?”

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: July 17th

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 finished my editing on Valor’s Vigil, book 8 in my Virtues and Valor series. Here is a snippet from Chapter 5:

He left the man behind, knowing his orders would be followed exactly, and stormed through the halls of the prison offices. When he reached his own office, he was surprised to find Kapitän Neumann waiting behind his desk. He immediately came to attention, though the pain in his abdomen made him want to collapse in the chair currently occupied by his Kapitän.

Oberleutnant Schäfer,” the captain said, standing, “congratulations on the arrest.”

“It was premature. We had her under surveillance and I did not know she was arrested until an hour ago.”

The captain raised an eyebrow. “Do you need to be replaced as head of this facility?”

“Not at all, sir. I just need competent sergeants who don’t act on their own accord without orders.” And blatantly against orders, but he didn’t add that. I did not want the captain to think he had no control of his sergeants.

The captain froze and murmured, “Without orders?” The man began to pace around the office. Leo had not been told to stand at ease and thus had not moved from his position of attention. Therefore, he did not turn his head and visually track his commander as the captain paced around the room. Instead, he stared straight ahead, seething, hoping that Neumann would order him to have Seargeant Bauer arrested. He’d lock the cell himself.

“Why did your sergeant arrest her prematurely and without orders?” He asked, looking at a portrait print of his beloved Führer on the wall.

“I had to go to Paris for a meeting. While I was gone, he acted. I think he wanted some glory. Instead, I think he’s getting some prison time.”

“Just have him beaten and be done with it.” The captain waved a hand toward him then realized that the junior officer still stood in a stiff brace. Leo noted that his commander very carefully asked no questions about his Paris meeting. “At ease. What have you been able to glean from her so far? Anything?”

“Nothing. She’s been beaten until she can’t sit up by men twice her size. I suspect her jaw is broken. I don’t know why they expected to get anything from her. I’m not sure her interrogation can be salvaged.”

The captain raised an eyebrow. “You have ideas of a different method?”

He thanked God for this unexpected opportunity. “Of course. She’s a woman. Like all women she’ll respond better to silk than to steel.”

Neumann narrowed his eyes. “Rather American thinking. I suppose I should have expected no less.”

Leo felt his cheeks burn, silently cursing his complexion that allowed the captain to see his visceral reaction even though he attempted to hide it from his expression. He was not embarassed. Rage flooded his heart, causing the flush. “I cannot change where my father raised me, Kapitän.”

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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