love is just too powerful for one lifetime…
TO A SMALL TOWN in Virginia is a big change for New York socialite Katie
McCain. But when she stumbles across an abandoned 200-year-old mansion, she’s
enthralled by the enduring beauty of the neglected estate—and captivated by the
haunting portrait of a woman in mourning.
the property on a whim, Katie attempts to fit in with the colorful characters
in the town of New Hope, while trying to unravel the mystery of the “widow of
Lacewood.” As she pieces together the previous owner’s heartrending story,
Katie uncovers secrets the house has held for centuries, and discovers the key
to coming to terms with her own sense of loss.
past and present converge when hometown hero Will Durham returns and begins his
own healing process by helping the “city girl” restore the place that holds so
many memories. As the mystic web of destiny is woven, a love story that might
have been lost forever is exposed, and a destiny that has been waiting in the
shadows for centuries is fulfilled.
love story, part ghost story, Lacewood is a timeless novel about trusting in
fate, letting go of the past, and believing in things that can’t be seen.
powerful and poignant tale that vividly conveys the heartache of war, the
tragedy of loss, and the fulfillment of destiny…even when souls are separated
by centuries. Lacewood takes readers on a journey that connects the past with
the present—and the present with eternity.
in a circle, Katie studied the room again. Faded wallpaper curled and peeled
above the dusty wainscoting, but the walls themselves appeared sturdy. On the
far side of the entryway, and dominating the wall, stood a mammoth fireplace
with an ornately carved hearth. And above the mantle hung a captivating
painting of a woman in nineteenth-century dress.
sheriff turned to the dusty, sun-bleached portrait in the heavy carved guilt
frame. “One of the previous owners, they say.” He shrugged. “The family history
kind of got lost with the house. Everyone around here calls her the Widow of
stood spellbound. The woman was dressed completely in black, but the
magnificence of the gown gave the impression of sophistication and class. Her
chin was slightly elevated as if to project strength, yet there was more than a
hint of sorrow and pain in her eyes.
looks so sad.” Katie spoke without removing her gaze. “And so young. How could
she be a widow?”
sheriff had already started to walk away, but he turned back and glanced at the
painting. “Not sure, but they say she never remarried. She’s the one out in the
cemetery, too, I reckon.”
heart suddenly struggled to beat. The anguish in the woman’s eyes kept her
riveted. She could see the pain. Feel a heart ripped apart. Something was
missing that could never be replaced. Katie had felt such loss before. In a
way, that’s why she was here.
heard the sheriff calling from the next room, and turned to follow. With one
quick glance back, she noticed particles of dust now swirled and danced in a
shaft of light, almost like a living thing. Her breath caught in her throat as
the dust seemed to materialize into the form of a woman, her eyes dull with the
same tortured despair and disbelief as the one in the portrait.
jerked her head around for a closer look and blinked. The woman was gone.
James believes in honor, duty, and true love—and that’s what she writes about
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is a three-time winner of the John Esten Cooke Award for Southern Fiction, and
has won more than a dozen other literary awards, including a Readers’ Favorite
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“Em” Jordan always wanted a Valentine’s Day wedding. But after being dumped by
her boyfriend, she spends the holiday at Seashell Cottage on the Gulf Coast of
Florida with Devin Gerard, a family friend who has no interest in her or any
other woman and is instead concentrating on his pediatric medical practice and
continuing medical missions in Costa Rica.
who’s always wanted a large family, doesn’t mind his disinterest. At thirty-two,
she’s decided she doesn’t need a husband to have a child or to adopt one.
First, she’s going to fulfill her dream of setting up her own landscape design
business in upstate New York and has promised to continue to help run her
grandmother’s flower shop.
isn’t until Em and Devin become friends that Em realizes she might want more
than friendship from him. But with his work in Miami and Costa Rica and her
busy life in New York, it’s out of the question until something happens that
changes everything, even a couple of hearts.
“Em” Jordan closed her eyes as the sound of the music enveloped her in a cloud
of happiness. She was taking part in her sister’s wedding at a resort along the
Gulf Coast of Florida, but in her mind, it might as well be her own
celebration. The dreamy man holding her hadn’t proposed yet, but she was pretty
sure he soon would. She’d dropped all kinds of hints about a Valentine
engagement and a wedding a year later on Valentine’s Day. It had been a dream of
hers from the time she was a girl.
a burst of noise, the image of dancing disappeared. Em sat bolt upright in bed
and stared out her bedroom window. Through the glass she saw a colorful display
of fireworks, and then she heard another loud bang.
lowered her head into her hands and sobbed as she recalled what had happened
earlier that evening. The Fourth of July picnic turned into a disaster when her
boyfriend, Jared King, had announced he needed to talk to her about something
important. When she saw his serious expression and how he was shuffling his
feet, a nervous habit of his, her stomach did a somersault. She’d watched her
family and friends head out to walk the four blocks to the town park to watch
the fireworks and wished she could run after them.
he studied her, Jared took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “ Like I said,
we need to talk. I can’t do this any longer. I love you, Em, I do, but I’m not
in love with you. It’s time to call it quits.”
lifted a hand to her cheek as if he’d slapped her and reeled away from him.
“You’re breaking up with me? Like this?”
sighed. “It’s not working. And it’s not going to.”
she stared at him wide eyed, certain she was about to throw up. She staggered
over to one of the picnic tables set up in her parents’ backyard and plopped
down on the bench beside it. Bending over, Em put her head between her legs
hoping to stop the world around her from spinning.
you all right?” Jared asked, standing a safe distance from her.
straightened her. “I’m not all right, Jared King! You just broke my heart! I’m
not sure I’ll ever be all right again!”
sorry, Em. I really am.” He’d simply turned and walked away, leaving her to
clutch her body, too weak to run after him, her dreams scattered around her
like crushed blossoms.
the next few weeks, Em managed to continue working at the family’s flower shop,
but, in truth, she barely functioned. Jagged edges of her broken heart kept
poking her insides, taking away her breath, stealing the cheerfulness she
usually wore like a comfortable old sweater to protect her. Not even the sweet
smell of freesia in the flower shop could chase away the pain of Jared’s words.
It was a good thing that Jared lived in New York City, an hour away. She
couldn’t bear to see him.
returned to her task of putting together a basket of summer wild flowers. She
loved making things look as natural as possible, and woven baskets were good
containers for the colorful blooms.
are you coming with the Williams order?” her grandmother, Julia Jordan, asked
as she entered the work area.
done,” Em said, standing back to appraise the placement of flowers.
wonderful, sweetheart.” After the death of her husband many years ago, her
grandmother had opened the flower shop she’d named Rainbow’s End in their
small, upstate town of Ellenton, New York. In her late sixties, Julia was still
an attractive woman with gray hair cut in a bob, sparkling eyes, and a face
that reflected beauty enhanced by her inner peace. Em smiled. Of all the people
in the family, her grandmother understood her best. Two optimists who came
together. Didn’t the name of her flower shop say it all?
as Em was putting together a bouquet for a husband to send as a surprise to his
wife, she couldn’t hold back the question that had been gnawing at her insides.
“Gran, Jared told me he loved me, but he wasn’t in love with me.” It still hurt
to say the words.
grandmother’s blue-eyed gaze, so like her own, rested on her thoughtfully. “He
wasn’t the right man. Don’t worry. You have time.”
Gran, I’ll be thirty-two next spring! And every man I meet ends up being wrong
for me. First, there was Garrett. He turned out to be gay, for heaven’s sake.”
clucked her tongue. “The opera singer in New York was the hardest for me to
imagine your marrying. Imagine him already married to a concert pianist on
that was another bad time. He’d told me he was lonely. I thought it was because
he was living so far away from family. I didn’t imagine him having a wife.
Neither he nor news releases ever mentioned it.”
placed a hand on Em’s shoulder. “I’m so glad you agreed to come back to
Ellenton to live. The trouble with you, Emerson, is you want to believe only
the best in everybody in every aspect of your life. That makes you a special
person, but one who is bound to get hurt.”
know everyone teases me about being a Pollyanna, but I’d prefer to live happily
rather than face doom and gloom all the time.”
drew her into a hug. “Maybe it’s time for you to have a change of heart, become
a little more careful, more realistic. Nothing too drastic, mind you.”
laid the red rose in her hand on the workbench. “Are you saying it’s time for
me to grow up?”
a way,” she said kindly, brushing Em’s long, blond hair away from her face.
“You and I, we’re two of a kind. We dream of what could be without seeing
things as they really are. Who knew my husband would die at a young age,
leaving me with a young son to raise and no money?”
glad you decided to open a flower shop. I love it.” Em drew a shaky breath.
“But, Gran, I hope you understand I can’t go through Valentine’s Day working
here. That’s when Jared was supposed to propose to me.”
worries. I already figured that out. Besides, my neighbor, Marilyn, needs to
find a job. I promised I’d hire her on a part-time basis, thinking if she
worked out, I’d bring her on board full-time before the holidays. That will
give you a chance to start thinking about opening the landscape design business
you’ve been talking about.”
sprinted through Em. She’d never want to hurt her grandmother, but no way, no
how could she endure making beautiful bouquets, lovely nosegays, or single-rose
love letters of her own design for others during the romantic time of
Keim enjoyed her childhood and young-adult years in Elmira, New York, and now
makes her home in Boise, Idaho, with her husband and their two dachshunds,
Winston and Wally, and other members of her family.
growing up, she was drawn to the idea of writing stories from a young age.
Books were always present, being read, ready to go back to the library, or
about to be discovered. All in her family shared information from the books in
general conversation, giving them a wealth of knowledge and vivid imaginations.
hybrid author who both has a publisher and self-publishes, Ms. Keim writes
heart-warming novels about women who face unexpected challenges, meet them with
strength, and find love and happiness along the way. Her best-selling books are
based, in part, on many of the places she’s lived or visited and on the
interesting people she’s met, creating believable characters and realistic
settings her many loyal readers love. Ms. Keim loves to hear from her readers
and appreciates their enthusiasm for her stories.
freaks out when she and her date show up at the same restaurant as her
husband-even though they’re separated. Unable to hide, Holly reveals the
secrets that sent her running from the love of her life years ago. Divorce
papers or wedding rings? Once Justin finds out why she ran away from Riverview,
he might make that decision for her.
Books in the The Riverview Series:
The River Runs
Riverview Series, Book 1
call this river a taker of souls, a reaper. Sanguine is the Spanish word for
blood and God knows plenty has been spilled in its murky depths. As Tina floats
on her back, she couldn’t help but feel its more of an artery, giving life to
everyone would agree.
as nails, Tina Foster, doesn’t have time for a relationship. She’s far too busy
running her family construction company. Tina’s take charge attitude may
intimidate some, but to others, she’s a rock, a woman with a plan. Taming a
heart this strong will take a man up for a challenge, and so far, there haven’t
been too many contenders worthy of her time.
Galloway is returning to Riverview after a rough few years. He’s home to take
care of his grandmother and prays for a chance at redemption and a fresh start.
Untrusting of most women, he doesn’t know what to think of his new boss. He
definitely didn’t expect to admire Tina Foster. Bo’s only shot at getting Tina
to notice him is to be as strong as she is.
like the waters of the Sanguine, Bo and Tina must find their flow. Will the
waters sweep away their only chance at true love, or nourish a relationship as
steady as the river itself?
stomach turned cartwheels as she faced Justin Meyers and held his hands.
minister cleared his throat and smiled. “Repeat after me. I, Holly Grace
Holly Grace Combs…” Thank God he said her name. She might’ve forgotten it, as
nervous as she was.
you, Justin Alexander Meyers…”
you, Justin Alexander Meyers…”
my lawfully wedded husband.”
Holy hell. Justin would be her husband; to have and to hold until death they
did part. She said the words, meant them with all her heart. Justin had been
the great love of her life since they were kids playing house together. College
had pulled them apart the last couple years, but as he repeated his vows back
to her, she knew this was the right thing to do.
Sanguine River flowed behind them as the preacher pronounced them man and wife
and Holly kissed her best friend since childhood in the presence of her brother
and his flavor of the week.
y’all don’t get me wrong,” said the preacher with a wide smile that shined as
bright as the moon on the river. “I don’t mind performin’ this ceremony ‘cause
I’ve known it was comin’ since you was both runnin’ ‘round the playground at
church. But y’all might wanna tell your parents b’fore you file the actual paperwork.
I usually don’t do this without the license. But you got your witnesses present
and it’s better than you kids livin’ in sin, I guess. You’re married in God’s
eyes; that’s what counts.” He slapped Justin on the back and left with Hunter
and his girlfriend.
and Justin stayed hand-in-hand, staring at each other with matching grins, the
water flowing gently behind them. She loved his smile. She loved that special
spark in his eyes when he smiled at her. No one else saw it. Only Holly.
married,” he whispered.
seems that way.” Holly met his dark hazel eyes and bit her bottom lip.
ran his fingers over her cheek and through her hair. “I love you, Honeycomb.
Always have, always will.”
love you too.” His hand cupped her cheek and she kissed his palm. “Our parents
are going to freak out.”
not worried about it.”
let out a huff of air. “You never worry about anything.” Which was why she
worried about everything.
laughed and kissed until excitement turned into desire. Justin rented a hotel
room down the river and they didn’t come up for air until the next afternoon.
lay naked in the bed, her legs intertwined with Justin’s. “We have to get back
propped his head up on his elbow and frowned. “Yeah. We should tell our
parents, and our friends…and you should make sure Lance isn’t going to be an
vanquished all the elation from the last twenty-four hours. It was time to face
her ex-boyfriend once and for all.
Grace lives in a world of alpha males and strong females where true love
conquers all–at least in her mind!
the time she started holding a crayon she began to create magical worlds. Her
first book was a series of pictures about a puppy princess. The story changed
each time she told it, but there was always a happy ending! Her first written
story was about girls who changed into tigers.
Guess some concepts stick around even into adulthood. Now those stories have
become a bit more complex!
tales are spun at her home in East Texas where she lives with her husband,
three kids, a couple dogs and a few fish. When not hiding behind the computer
screen you can find her camping, boating, and shopping.
When independent student, Beri Baines, is selected to study abroad, she has no idea her independent nature will be challenged by the very charming and conservative Brit, Colin Chapman. Their strong attraction for one another continues to create conflict in their lives as the story leads them along and unforeseen events intervene and transform their future.
Their lives come full circle not realizing the implications of the choices they make.
The unique format of how this story is told, in two separate voices, is captivating. Each page is a stand-alone chapter alternating between characters.
The novel is loved by book clubs for the discussion it creates for readers.
About the Author
Chris Fedorka Tomalin is a published author. She spent thirty-five years as an educator. She holds a master’s degree from the College of New Jersey and a mediators certificate from Rutgers. Chris is a mediator for the Kent and Sussex County Courts with people’s Place in Delaware where she resides with her husband Tim and Roxie, her Cairn terrier.
Audacious lady rancher confronts Beverly Hills tycoon.
Kate Clark was content with life on her Montana ranch, until she met billionaire developer, Jarrett Sinclair; a meeting that changed both their lives forever. Overwhelmed by her beauty, Sinclair lavished Kate with affection. During which, she got wind an anonymous developer was scheming to break up her ranch for a colossal resort he sought to build. Sinclair kept his identity as the developer secret as he quietly coped with the ravages of CTE, a football related brain injury. As his health deteriorated, Kate cared for her friend only to discover he owned the development company bent on destroying her life.
On learning that, she struggled to comfort the man she loved but despised for being the developer. In the end Kate kept her ranch but at an incredible cost.
Gorgeous lady rancher with a figure that turned men’s heads was committed to restoring her family ranch to the largest in Montana, is confronted by a Beverly Hills developer out to breakup her land for his own personal gain.
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Overwhelmed by her beauty, Sinclair went after her with a passion. He lavished her with affection. Her life could not have been more exciting. At the same time, she got wind that an anonymous developer was scheming to break up her ranch for a colossal resort they sought to build. In her fight to save her ranch, Kate was forced to take on roles she never wanted while dealing with Sinclair’s amorous advances and deteriorating health. Sinclair kept his identity as the developer secret as he quietly struggled with the ravages of CTE, the life-threatening football- related brain injury. While caring for Sinclair, Kate suddenly learned he owned the company bent on destroying her ranch. On discovering that, she was torn between abhorring him as the developer and comforting the gravely ill man she hopelessly loved.
About the Author
J Saltwick’s mastery of real life scintillating adult drama shines in Brazen Desires – Desperate Hours. Writing from the heart, Saltwick draws on a wealth of education and personal life experiences to build an exciting story. Saltwick blends those strengths with a unique creativity to portray how a sheltered, though strong willed woman can compete with men on their level, and win. Saltwick’s principle character, Kate Clark, comes across as a real woman with the fortitude to take charge of today’s daunting challenges. Kate’s inner cowgirl roots, reinforced by her male upbringing, gives her the strength to face down the billionaire developer, Jason Sinclair. Intent on breaking up Kate’s ranch for a colossal resort he plans to build Sinclair doesn’t care who he hurts. Unwilling to let go of her dream of returning her family ranch to being the largest in Montana, Kate takes on Sinclair and his male ego with surprising results.