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.
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Wednesday, June 13, 2018
Bridget Behr and her family migrate from the bustling Amish community where she grew up in
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’
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
By Laura V. Hilton
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.”
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?
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.
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.
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 (blurb)
After her fiancé 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,
acquainted with her aentie’s best friend, Bethel Bontrager, and her grown son,
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. Lydia
Bright and sparkly. That’s Caleb’s first impression of
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
When God offers
a second chance at love and
family, will she take it? Or will the secret Caleb harbors cause her even more
Love By the Numbers
By Laura V. Hilton
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.
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
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Wednesday, November 22, 2017
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Friday, November 17, 2017
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