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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Monday, June 18, 2018
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 .
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 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, 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?
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/ …
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