QUICKLY: My amazing Pal, Elizabeth Seckman is unveiling her newest book cover. Check out this beauty!
Did you know? Bella is given a Cherokee rose in the story. The pretty little white flower grows wild in North Carolina. Legend has it that the tears from Cherokee moms who lost their children while on the forced march from their home to a reservation in the west, The Trail of Tears.
Isabella Troy Stanley is a divorced, slave freeing pariah surviving in the shattered post Civil War south the only way a fallen debutante knows how.
She heads to a Yankee prison and buys herself a husband.
Jack Byron is the former Troy plantation stable boy and object of young Bella's affection. He rejected her then, and he's still not sold on the idea of marrying her now.
It’s complicated.
Though to Bella, it’s simple: make Jack love her, marry her, and live happily ever after. The plan seems to work...at least until her secret is revealed.
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Elizabeth is a wife, a mom, and a writer. She has four wonderful boys, one dusty house, and three published books to her credit. Feel free to check them out and buy them HERE! Erm, the books, not the kids or the house...though all things in life are negotiable ;)
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Cover art by Sprinkles on Top Studios.
True heroes are all around us, in our every day lives, but some people stand out. During this A-Z Challenge I hope to share several of my real life heroes, and invite you to share yours in the comments.
She wrote an anonymous blog about living and seeking an education under the threat of the Taliban. This threat was very real, and as the militant group banned music, television, women from shopping and placed limits on women's education, the tension grew. People who disobeyed were killed.
Malala knew she was being targeted because of her outspokenness, but she didn't stop. Things came to a head when she was identified as the writer of the blog and interviewed in New York. Afterwards a masked man entered her school and threatened to hurt everyone unless they identified her. She was shot in the head.Everyone thought she would die. She was in critical condition and transferred to a hospital in the UK. Miraculously, she survived.
Her survival led to petitions and change in education and forward leaps for women's rights. Malala continues to be a voice and symbol for the continued campaign.
Malala inspires me to hold my ground and moral issues the world or society may call trivial or old fashioned. She's an inspiration and proof that one voice really can make a difference.
Two more days to get MOONLESS at $1.99.
Jane Eyre meets Supernatural
How would you like to meet another hero? Although he's a bit tight lipped, meet Kiren. (Interview originally hosted on Mary Waibel's blog.): Ginger hair frames Kiren’s clean-shaven face, straight nose and piercing blue eyes as he takes a seat. A jagged white scar cuts from below one eye down his cheek.
Where do you live?
*shifty eyes* Primarily on the road.
How long have you been living without a proper home?
I never said I lack a proper home, only that I rarely occupy one.
Why?
*jaw clenches as he leans forward* Do you know what happens on moonless nights?
No. What happens on moonless nights?
*shakes his head* If you’re ignorant, you are safer.
That sounds slightly freaky.
*nods*
That scar on your cheek, where did it come from?
The person who taught me what really matters in life.
And who was that?
*crosses his arms and stares*
What’s the best/worst gift you’ve ever received?
*slides a hand over his chest, revealing the outline of a chain through the material* The best and worst gift is the weight my father placed around my neck.
What do you miss most about being a kid?
My family.
What happened to them?
*eyes close*
Are they gone?
*looks away*
How old were you when you lost them?
Six.
Do you think you’ve turned out the way your parents expected?
No. But I dare believe they would be pleased with what I’ve become.
Where do you live?
*shifty eyes* Primarily on the road.
How long have you been living without a proper home?
I never said I lack a proper home, only that I rarely occupy one.
Why?
*jaw clenches as he leans forward* Do you know what happens on moonless nights?
No. What happens on moonless nights?
*shakes his head* If you’re ignorant, you are safer.
That sounds slightly freaky.
*nods*
That scar on your cheek, where did it come from?
The person who taught me what really matters in life.
And who was that?
*crosses his arms and stares*
What’s the best/worst gift you’ve ever received?
*slides a hand over his chest, revealing the outline of a chain through the material* The best and worst gift is the weight my father placed around my neck.
What do you miss most about being a kid?
My family.
What happened to them?
*eyes close*
Are they gone?
*looks away*
How old were you when you lost them?
Six.
Do you think you’ve turned out the way your parents expected?
No. But I dare believe they would be pleased with what I’ve become.
Do you have any living heroes? Have you ever taken a stand for something you truly believe? What do you think of Elizabeth's book cover? Does Kiren's tight-lip-edness make you curious, or is it frustrating?
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