Wednesday, April 24, 2019

Available now: The Amish Candymaker




The Amish Candy Maker

A letter brings him to Mackinac County. Can one woman make him stay?

Agnes Zook has found herself on her own after in small Amish community in Mackinac County after a tragedy took the life of her parents and siblings. Most of the Amish call her “off in den Kopf” (strange) since she’s starting her own business and forging her own way in the community instead of relying on the bishop to take care of her. Since she’s viewed as non-submissive and too-forward for an Amish woman she’s not courted by other young men in the area.

Isaac Mast is on the verge of leaving the Amish church. He’s become a sought-after Auctioneer and has a thriving business, but he feels confined by the strict rules. When his brother is severely injured in a wild fire, Isaac receives a letter from his sister-in-law, begging him to come to Mackinac County to help out while his brother is hospitalized for skin grafts and his wife is with him. They have young children that can’t be left alone. Isaac agrees but is unsure how to manage the children when he has weekend auctions he’s expected to attend. Agnes may be an answer to prayer.

When Isaac and Agnes meet, sparks fly, but everything changes. While neither of them fit within the structures of the Amish faith, could their differences be the one thing that helps them form a deeper connection to their faith . . . and each other?


Sneak Peek;



The Amish Candy Maker

By Laura V. Hilton



Chapter 1

Mackinac County, Michigan


“So then I got all confused.” Agnes Zook’s hands waved through the air as she tried to describe what happened to her captive, very green audience. After all, why talk with just her mouth when she could use her whole body? “He said ‘television interview’ and my mind went blank. Like stressed blank, not regular blank. I’m sure you’ve never had that happen.”
The lush row of plants she nursed on the southern windowsill of her new candy shop never got flustered. Even now, they sat there quietly, listening to her. Except for the odd “hmmm” that followed.
“Do you think it’d work if I asked someone to tell him I was abducted by aliens?”
“Are you on drugs?” The answer-in-a-question came from a very male voice. Deep, rumbly, sexy. Except, her plants had never answered her before.
The liquid in the small watering can sloshed onto one of the tables she’d provided for customers as she swung around to survey her empty shop. Except it wasn’t empty.
A stranger—a very handsome, very male, Amish stranger—stood inside the doorway, a frown on his clean-shaven face. Wisps of sandy blond hair peeked from beneath his hat.
“I didn’t hear the door chimes.” She glanced behind him to the door—and the marked-down sleigh bells hanging from the knob. The treasure she’d bought at a steep discount from the thrift store were still there, but obviously were wowed into silence by the man’s unexpected appearance, too. Otherwise she would’ve known.
She should’ve seen him approach from her position by the window. But she hadn’t. He’d just appeared. From nowhere.
Maybe she was losing her ever-loving mind. No one would blame her if she had, with all she’d been through. But she wasn’t ready to give up. She would survive. Even a handsome Amish man who appeared without warning.
The man set a suitcase on the floor by the door, but stayed where he stood as if he doubted her sanity and his safety from a half-crazed Amish woman.
A valid assumption, especially after she mentioned aliens. She groaned.
Way to make a gut impression. Agnes blew out a breath then took her watering can behind the counter and into the kitchen. Of course, if he wasn’t real he’d vanish the same way he appeared. She set the can on the counter, washed and dried her hands in the too-big, evil sink that hurt her back. Her muscles twinged just thinking about it. After a moment, she peeked back in the other room.
He was still there. He’d dared to move closer to the glass case where she had selections of fudge and some other candies displayed on paper doily lined trays. So he was a customer? One of only a hundred since she opened her store at the beginning of the month.
She took a deep breath, wiped her suddenly sweaty palms on her apron, and went behind the counter. “May I help you?” Hopefully, she sounded professional this time and not like a raving lunatic.
He leaned closer to the glass case—close enough for her to see the vibrant blue of his eyes framed by the thickest lashes she’d ever seen, let alone on a man. “Sure. I—”
“Oh my word. Your eyes are gorgeous.” Agnes’s heart beat triple-time. Her face heated. So much for sounding professional. Hopefully, she disguised the more-than-a-touch of envy that worked through her.
His blue eyes narrowed, a flicker of something in their depths. “I, uh, danki.” He shook his head. “I need to pick up some treats for my nieces and nephew. Something to ease the transition my appearance will cause. They don’t know me, you see. But my brother and sister-in-law need my help.”
She didn’t ‘see’. “How could your own family not know you?” She leaned forward on the counter.
His face darkened, the blue eyes turning stormy gray. She stared, fascinated.
“Sam and Jenny Mast,” he mumbled.
Ach. That was all the explanation needed. He must be Sam’s long-lost brother, the one who traveled the United States to work in various communities as an auctioneer in high demand, but never visited. She looked for the family resemblance but Sam’s face had been covered with a beard—this man’s wasn’t—and she didn’t see any. What was this man’s name? Agnes shook her head. Nothing came to mind. Sam and Jenny did need him, though. Sam had been badly burned in a wildfire earlier this year and had been sent to some big hospital in Minnesota for skin grafts.

Tuesday, April 23, 2019

Available for Preorder





Love's Truest Hope Kindle Edition
by Celebrate Lit Publishing (Author), Laura V. Hilton (Author), Rachel J. Good  (Author), Mary Alford (Author)


Mission of Love

A nontraditional Amish man called to minister to the inner-city youth. An overwhelmed Amish woman terrified of the idea. When lies and manipulators threaten to destroy her life, she’s forced outside her comfort zone. Will she learn that God’s love spreads to more than just her people?

Bid for Love

The top bidder in the Amish silent auction wins a day of yardwork from Marty and two of his friends. But why did this wealthy Englischer pay so much money when she has a professional lawn service? Marty is shocked to when she offers him money to turn her granddaughter Amish. He refuses, but when Olivia and her grandmother both end up missing, Marty is fingered for the crime. How can he ever prove his innocence when all the clues the police find point to his guilt?

Plain Redemption

Spring is a long way in coming to the Big Sky country of Montana, and Lyddie Hershberger is still living in the winter of her life. First her husband died a little more than a year earlier, then Lyddie lost their unborn child. Now, an accident sends her father-in-law to the hospital clinging to his life. Will the gloom of winter ever leave their West Kootenai community? 

When word of his daed’s accident reaches Thomas Hershberger in Colorado, he rushes home to find all his old sins waiting for him there, along with the woman who destroyed his heart. His brother’s widow, Lyddie Hershberger. 

After someone breaks into the family home while Thomas and Lyddie are at the hospital, it soon becomes apparent that his father’s accident is anything but. 

As Lyddie and Thomas struggle to understand why someone wishes their family harm, old feelings of love resurface. Is it possible for Thomas to overcome the guilt he feels for his part in his brother’s death and convince Lyddie that their love can melt any heartache standing in their way?


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Friday, December 21, 2018

Love's Christmas Blessings on sale for $1.99!



Only $1.99! Don't miss this deal!

https://www.amazon.com/Loves-Christmas-Blessings-Celebrate-Publishing-ebook/dp/B07K2M1R3B/



Love’s Christmas Blessing Information Sheet

Book Synopsis:
 Christmas..
A time for fellowship, family, and love. Enjoy two novellas from beloved Amish authors and fill your heart with the wonder of the Christmas season.

Winter's Treasure
Paris and Quil have sparks from the beginning, especially since his appearance causes a vicious rivalry between friends. But who can resist when a chance meeting beginning with donuts and coffee ends with a missing person, puppies, a skunk, and a sleigh ride—not to mention a trip the Amish young people plan to Niagara Falls. Could it also involve falling in love?

Mistletoe and Miracles
An exhausted son, Daniel, and a recent widow, Fern, join forces to brighten a grumpy old man’s day and cheer up a shy, displaced little girl. However, things take a serious turn when Fern’s daughter goes missing on a school field trip. With a little help from Daniel, Fern discovers more than just her daughter’s whereabouts. Will four lonely hearts create special bonds to make it a Christmas to remember?



Author Bios:  
Laura V. Hilton is an award-winning, sought-after author with over twenty Amish, contemporary, and historical romances. When she’s not writing, she reviews books for her blogs, and writes devotionals for blog posts for Seriously Write.

Laura and her pastor-husband have five children and a hyper dog named Skye. They currently live in Arkansas. One son is in the U.S. Coast Guard. She is a pastor’s wife, and homeschools her two youngest children.

When she’s not writing, Laura enjoys reading, and visiting lighthouses and waterfalls. Her favorite season is winter, her favorite holiday is Christmas.

Inspirational authorRachel J. Goodwrites life-changing, heart-tugging novels of faith, hope, and forgiveness. The author of several Amish romance series, she grew up near Lancaster County, Pennsylvania, the setting for many of her stories. Striving to be as authentic as possible, she spends time with her Amish friends, doing chores on their farm and attending family events.

Rachel’s Amish series include Sisters & Friends (Charisma House & Harlequin), Love & Promises (Hachette/Grand Central), Hearts of Amish Country (Annie’s Book Club), and the forthcoming Surprised by Love (Kensington). She also has several anthologies in print as well as the Amish Quilts Coloring Book.

To learn more about Rachel, visit her at www.racheljgood.com.


Release date:November 20, 2018

Purchase link:
http://www.celebratelitpublishing.com/shop-our-books/

Authors Social Media:
Laura:
twitter: @Laura_V_Hilton

Rachel:
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Genre: Christian fiction Amish

Format:Paperback, eBook

Series information:

Love’s Christmas Blessing is book 4 in our Amish Collections

Other books in the series are:
Springs of Love: https://amzn.to/2S6nHqN
Love’ Thankful Heart: https://amzn.to/2R4Fhda
Plain Everyday Heroes:https://amzn.to/2yvV6CV

Publisher: Celebrate Lit Publishing Group

For more information, contact:
Sandy Barela
Celebrate Lit Publishing Group


Monday, June 18, 2018

Plain Everyday Heroes Available for #Preorder

Playing With Fire by Laura V. Hilton

Arie Zimmerman has been in love with Noah Behr from almost the moment they met, but after a devastating wildfire destroys the community, everything changes. Noah questions how a loving Gott could allow such things to happen. As Arie and her family struggle to rebuild their home and lives, Noah escapes to California to fight another off-season wildfire—and maybe find Gott in the process. 

When Noah returns, he promises Arie the prize money if she will help him with a chili cook-off to fund the fire department. Of course, in order to spend more time with the girl he loves, he’s also willing to pitch in unloading the new furniture and animals her daed bought at an auction. He’ll even help Arie slice and dice vegetables if he can taste test the recipes. 
More than just the kitchen heats up as they spend time together. But will Noah find a still missing Gott in the process and discover there’s more to life than what he initially believed? 

An Unlikely Hero by Rachel J. Good

Mysteries intrigue secondhand shop owner Benuel Miller. Although strangers may think a blind man would be easy to cheat, those who know Benuel realize he’s honed his other senses to pick up clues his eyes don’t see, making him a savvy business owner. When a stranger enters Benuel’s secondhand shop, the man is shocked by Benuel’s accurate assessment and unsolicited advice. Wary, he hopes Benuel won’t find out his true intentions, but the shopkeeper is already on the case.

Later, Mari and her twin sister, Frannie, stop in Benuel’s shop with Frannie’s three-year-old son, and Benuel senses trouble. His hunches have never led him astray, but is he misreading something here? He can’t help being drawn to Mari, yet is she as sweet and loving as she seems? Or is she hiding a deep, dark secret?

One explosive night when tragedy strikes, Benuel risks his life to find out the truth. Can he unmask the stranger from his shop to foil a sinister plot? And will what he discovers destroy his only chance for love?

Racing the Slow Girls by Tom Nye

Racing the Slow Girls— a recipe for fast-paced, comical, Amish adventure— Ingredients: Three fun-loving teenage boys on bicycles. Mix in an adorable little girl on a pony, a few spunky teenage girls, and a hint of romance. Directions: Place the characters in a beautiful setting, such as Holmes Co. Ohio. Roll in the boys on bikes. Stir up a few harsh words spoken carelessly. Add plenty of retaliation by the girls. Place in the heat of a family emergency until everyone is completely undone. Sit back and enjoy an Amish adventure with a cup of coffee.

Order now at https://amzn.to/2x6Ocpt

Wednesday, June 13, 2018

Available for preorder Firestorm!


https://www.amazon.com/Firestorm-Amish-Mackinac-County-Hilton/dp/1641230312/



Firestorm  Blurb

Bridget Behr and her family migrate from the bustling Amish community where she grew up in Ohio to the mostly unpopulated Upper Peninsula of Michigan after a stalker breaks into their home. While her father and brother try to find work in the area, the family is forced to reside in a borrowed RV until the house and barn are rebuilt. While Bridget is hoping for a fresh start, she’s afraid to trust anyone—even Gabriel, the overly-friendly Amish man who lives nearby. Bridget thinks he’s a flirt who serial dates and doesn’t even remember the girls’ names.

Due to not enough construction work in his Florida community to keep him out of trouble, Gabriel Lapp has been sent to Michigan to work. His father is desperate for his son to settle down. When the family walks into Gabe’s home in the middle of a thunderstorm and he discovers their circumstances, he offers to help with construction. For Gabe, the beautiful girl he teasingly calls “the recluse” once he discovers she doesn’t attend youth events, confuses him like none other.

As Gabriel and Bridget grow closer, they realize there is more to a person than meets the eye. Just as Bridget is finally settling into her new life, and perhaps finding love, tragedy strikes. Now Bridget and her family must decide if they should move to another Amish community, or dare to fight for the future they’d hoped for in Mackinac County.



Excerpt:


Firestorm

By Laura V. Hilton



Chapter 1

Mackinac County, Michigan


It was a nightmare.
Lightning flashed across the black sky. Thunder boomed so close that vibrations shook the ground. Rain, mixed with pebble-size hail, pelted the van’s windows with enough force it seemed the glass might not withstand the impact.
Bridget Behr stared in dismay at the haus Daed had bought sight unseen. In the bright flashes of lightning along with the beam from the headlamps of the vehicle that had brought them here, it appeared gray. Rundown. Forsaken. Abandoned.
Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad during the day.
Or maybe it’d be worse.
“It’s a nightmare. A nightmare, I tell you!” She hadn’t meant to blurt those words out loud. Especially when her parents, older brudder, and the driver jerked around to stare at her. Still. They had come here for a safe haven and found this. Unbelievable.
Daed grunted. His frown spoke volumes without saying a word. Don’t talk in our language in front of Englishers and We’re doing this for you, Bridget.
Maybe she should be grateful instead of imagining the worst. She probably had read too many cozy mysteries under the covers via flashlight lately, but this seriously had creepy, scary, and unnerving written all over it.
A complete disaster.
But there probably wasn’t a body hidden halfway behind the bed. Of course, there wasn’t even a bed, because the truck they’d hired to bring their worldly possessions wouldn’t arrive until tomorrow. Providing the bridge across the straits of Mackinac was open. It’d been shut for hours today due to gale-force winds.
The driver cleared his throat. “I can take you to the house next door, if you wish. Things might appear more attractive in morning light.”
There didn’t appear to be a haus next door. Just a thick expanse of ever so many trees. Maybe home to bears. Wolves. Cougars.
She shivered. The book she’d read most recently had the hero battling grizzlies in a high-stakes adventure.
“Jah…Yes. The neighbors’ would be gut,” Daed said. He looked back at the spotlighted wreckage and tugged at his beard. “Let this be a lesson to you, kinner. Never buy property sight unseen.”
Jah. Seemed it would be a given. Hadn’t Bridget argued that very point when Daed announced his plans?
Daed had ignored her. Other than, “We can’t stay here, Bridget. It’s not safe. Not for you, not for your sisters, and not even for your mamm.”
Indeed.
Still, at least Daed semi-admitted his mistake in a roundabout way.
Bridget sighed and leaned back against the seat in the van. Getting as far away as possible from the atrocity that was to be her new home.
“The next-door neighbors… are they Amish or Englisch?” Mamm clutched the seat of the van beside Bridget as if it might launch them out at the forsaken haus.
The driver chuckled. Not a comforting sound. Instead it almost sounded… evil. “Amish.”
That was gut, jah?
Mamm relaxed.
Bridget tensed. She glanced over her shoulder into the rear seat of the van. Her two younger sisters and younger brudder were asleep. In the seat next to her, her older brudder stared out the window and shook his head. He’d have plenty to say away from Daed’s hearing, no doubt.
“Off we go then. It’s about a half-mile down the road.” The driver shifted the gearshift lever beside the steering wheel and drove off.
Long before Bridget mentally prepared herself to meet strangers, he parked in front of another dark haus.
At least this one seemed in better shape. Glass covered the windows. They didn’t loom empty like the ones in...
Wait. No windows? That meant her future home was also home to any number of creatures. And now thoroughly drenched thanks to the driving rain.
“Daed—”
The driver cleared his throat. “I’m pretty sure it’s unlocked. No one locks doors around here. The family is in Mio visiting relatives, but they probably won’t mind you staying overnight.”
More unease slithered up Bridget’s spine. A sharp contrast to their home back in Ohio where houses were locked simply because of all the tourists and the stalker. Would strangers be welcome to just barge in and camp out overnight?
“Thank you.” Daed handed the man some money. “Appreciate you picking us up at the bus station.”
“No problem. Welcome to the area.” He pocketed the cash and laughed. “Of course, you might not like it so much once the snow starts flying in a week or so. You might want to go back where you came from.”
There’s a thought. They may have left one danger, but it seemed they’d jumped from the frying pan straight into the fire with this move. Bridget waited for Daed to agree.
Daed grunted.
After a few moments of silence, the driver coughed. “I’ll wait to be sure it is unlocked.”
Bridget climbed out of the van, then reached to help her youngest sister Roseanna. The heavy rain soaked through her dress and kapp, turning her into a cold, wet, soggy mess. Too bad their hand luggage hadn’t made it to the right bus going north. But they were assured it’d be found and delivered later. Maybe this family would let them borrow something dry to sleep in.
Daed led the way up the porch steps and opened the door. He flicked on the small flashlight he always carried in his pocket.
“Where are we, Daed? Is this our new home?” Roseanna rubbed her eyes. “I don’t recognize any of the furniture.”
A door shut somewhere upstairs. Seconds later, a man appeared at the landing, holding a flashlight lantern high. He had crazy bed head, wore some psychedelic-lime-green pajama pants, and was bare-chested.
He stared down at them and blinked.
Bridget dipped her head, her cheeks heating. But… She darted a glance up again, fascinated by the sight.
“Uh. There’s a lantern on the table,” the man in the lime-green pajamas said. “Go ahead and light it.” He set the flashlight on the top of the stairs and disappeared into the room he’d just emerged from.

Seconds later, he reappeared, tugging on an undershirt as he ran downstairs. 


Tuesday, June 12, 2018

Love by the Numbers and excerpt


Love by the Numbers   (blurb)

After her fiancĂ© dies in a buggy accident, Lydia Hershberger is invited to Jamesport to manage her Mennonite aunt’s gift store while her aunt and uncle are on a mission trip. While there, Lydia gets acquainted with her aentie’s best friend, Bethel Bontrager, and her grown son, Caleb. Lydia is surprised to find herself drawn to handsome clockmaker, Caleb Bontrager. But in spite of an instant flame of attraction between them, he doesn’t seem interested. In fact, pesky Caleb treats her like he doesn’t even like her.

Bright and sparkly. That’s Caleb’s first impression of Lydia. He’s always been attracted to sparkly things. In fact, his affinity for those things, and the trouble they can cause, are exactly why he’s determined to change his ways and settle down. With Lydia’s aentie gone, he is handling the books for the gift shop and is forced to spend too much time in her presence.

When God offers Lydia a second chance at love and family, will she take it? Or will the secret Caleb harbors cause her even more heartbreak? 


 Excerpt


Love By the Numbers


By Laura V. Hilton



Chapter 1

He was gorgeous. Simply gorgeous.
Lydia Hershberger leaned around the cash register and picked up the glassful of spilled hard candy sticks. Aentie Judith’s kitten knocked over as she dashed past. She half-paid attention to arranging the candy. Her focus was fixed on him. She tried not to gawk but...
Wow. He was hot.
Tall. Sandy blond hair. Milk chocolate brown eyes. Clean-shaven.
He removed his straw hat as the door closed behind him, then glanced around the gift store. As his gaze moved in her direction, she quickly looked away. Wouldn’t do to be caught staring.
But she couldn’t resist a peek back.
He seemed to freeze when his gaze caught hers. Or hers caught his. Held it.
And… He scowled.
What?
This man, one she didn’t even know, glared at her? She had the right to be behind the counter of Aenti Judith’s gift shop while she was in, um, wherever she was, on a mission trip. Any other time, she could’ve spouted the information without thought. But not while she stared into the most incredible milk chocolaty eyes ever.
Were there any leftover solid chocolate Easter bunnies in the store? She needed one. Now. She glanced toward the clearance rack, but it was devoid of candy of any type.
Her gaze snapped back to him.
“You.” His voice emerged as a growl.


Monday, June 11, 2018

Coming Soon from Whitaker House


Titles coming soon to your favorite retailer @WhitakerHouse Includes #AmishCandyMaker by @Laura_V_Hilton available for #preorder https://www.amazon.com/Amish-Candymaker-Laura-V-Hilton/dp/164123119X/


Available now: The Amish Candymaker

The Amish Candy Maker A letter brings him to Mackinac County . Can one woman make him stay? Agnes Zook has found herself o...