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Kage: The 6th Commandment
Why You Might Want to Read Kage: The 6th Commandment
I write Christian romantic suspense because I’m interested in what happens when faith is tested under pressure—not in quiet moments, but in dangerous ones.
Kage: The 6th Commandment centers on a man with a violent past who has chosen a life of peace, and what it costs him to live that choice when the people he loves are threatened. There is romance in this story, but it grows slowly, through trust, protection, and shared resolve. There is suspense, but it’s grounded in consequence, not spectacle. And faith isn’t an add-on—it’s the lens through which the characters make their hardest decisions.
This is a story about redemption that doesn’t erase history, self-control that isn’t easy, and obedience that sometimes feels like the most dangerous choice of all. It asks what it really means to live out “Thou shalt not kill” when violence would be justified—and even expected.
If you’re drawn to Christian stories with depth, romantic tension that unfolds under stress, and suspense that takes both danger and faith seriously, this book was written with you in mind.
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Where Men Stand
And why you should start here when reading the True North Brotherhood.
There’s a moment after a prison gate closes behind you when freedom doesn’t feel free yet.
That’s where Where Men Stand begins.
This free eBook follows the first twelve hours after Kage’s release from prison—no time skips, no soft landings, no “months later when everything is easier.” Just daylight, open roads, old instincts, and a man determined not to become who the world expects him to be.
Kage walks out with faith, a second chance, and a Harley beneath him.
What he doesn’t walk out with is protection from suspicion.
Within hours, a public marriage proposal in River Park collapses into flashing lights and handcuffs when Detective Holbeck arrests the groom on a thin theory and thicker confidence. Kage recognizes the danger immediately—because he’s lived on the wrong side of assumptions before.
This story isn’t about whether a man can change.
It’s about what happens the first day he tries.
If you like redemption stories with grit, brotherhood without speeches, faith that shows up under pressure, and the quiet tension of a man choosing restraint when violence would be easier—
This one’s for you.
👉 Where Men Stand is free in eBook format.
Download it, meet Kage at the prison gate, and walk those first twelve hours with him.Sometimes the most important step forward…
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A Cedar Haven Christmas
When waitress Georgiana Ward finds a note on her shattered windshield that reads You’re next, she knows her violent ex-husband has returned to Cedar Haven. The police can’t locate him, and anonymous calls keep coming. All Georgie wants is to protect her ten-year-old son and survive Christmas in one piece.
She doesn’t expect Jackson Brenneman, the quiet man in booth seven, to become her safest place.
Jackson came to town to oversee construction on a movie star’s mansion—not to get involved with the locals. But when Georgie’s past turns deadly, he steps in with steady hands, fierce protectiveness, and a faith he thought he’d lost.
Just when their fragile connection deepens, a Hollywood charmer swoops in and Jackson’s old scars convince him Georgie deserves a more glamorous life than he has to offer.
But grace doesn’t replace broken things—
it rebuilds them.This Christmas, love, danger, and second chances will test them both… and lead them toward the family neither expected to find.
This is a stand-alone novel featuring cameos by characters in the True North Brotherhood series. -
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My Personal Testimony
I was driving to work one morning minding my own worrisome business when I suddenly found myself stalled by road construction. I could not move. There were cars in front of me, cars behind me and cars to the right of me. To my left was a cement meridian, two empty lanes for west bound traffic, and a north-south side road that formed a T-intersection.
Barreling down that road was an 18-wheeler.
Time stalled. My attention focused solely on that rig. It wasn’t going to stop. For a brief eternity my gaze locked with the truck driver’s. I could tell that we both knew I was going to die.
As he shot into the intersection my breath caught. I closed my eyes and tightened my grip on the steering wheel. I thought of my family; my students who weren’t going to have a teacher that day; my friends; and my God.
When was the last time I’d given God a thought? What part of my life held any eternal value? When I stood before him what could I possibly say to defend the life I’d lived?
Before despair could claim me I heard my soul cry out, “Father, I know I’m not ready, but I’m coming home. Please, please, forgive me.”
Instantly my car filled up with so much love, and so much peace, and so much joy, it overflowed. I was held fast in the serene embrace of God.
Slowly the intensity faded. Was I alive? I hadn’t heard a crash. I felt no pain.
This world filtered back to me one sense at a time. My hands were clutching the steering wheel. The radio was playing. I could feel sunshine on my face. I opened my eyes. There, outside my driver’s window was the grill of the semi, just a hair-span from my door. On the grill of the truck was a dead fly. I could see the veins in its iridescent wings.
I was alive. Alive in a way I had never been before. The joy and the peace of God still reside within me today, and the next time I find myself standing before the throne of God, I will still be unworthy, but I will remember the mercy the Lord has already showered upon this disobedient child whom he loves.
In my life, there is nothing more important than that.
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Smooth, Smoothy, Smoothiest
Those words do not describe me. I have been making smoothies for myself on and off for months. I have also been making horrible smoothy messes on and off for months.
I have this exact, handy-dandy Magic Bullet Blender. It looks fool-proof, but if there’s a way, I’m the fool that will find it. I’m just that talented.
The Magic Bullet motor is powerful. It chops, mixes, and purees like magic. (Hence the name, right?) And we’re supposed to think the “bullet” part refers to the shape of the containers–BUT, it refers to the whirling speed of your smoothy. Have you heard of centrifugal force? Yeah. Don’t release the bullet cup before everything stops spinning. Trust me on this.
I also bought the 22 oz. travel mug so I could take my smoothies on the go. It has a flip top to make it easily transportable and is spill-proof as long as you remember to tighten the lid. (No biggie. I needed a new purse anyway.)
I bought my smoothie mix from Costco and I really like it. I make it with unsweetened Almond Milk and a drop or two of local raw honey. I haven’t tried adding any protein powder yet. I’m afraid it will make my drink gritty. If you know of a good brand that won’t feel like sand in my mouth, let me know.
I’m just not a breakfast eater, but I need more than coffee or I quickly run out of writing steam. My stomach doesn’t want to contend with solid food before 10:00 a.m. or so, but drinking my breakfast seems to work. In fact, a cup of coffee and a smoothie around 8 a.m. can hold me until about 2 p.m.
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Always With You (Baxter Boys, Book 1)
previously titled: What He Wants
written by Jessie Gussman
Romance: Second Chance at Love
Themes: forgiveness & sacrificial love
One night changed everything… Cassidy Kimbell killed a man when she was only nineteen. Torque Baxter took the blame, serving ten years for her crime.
Characters: Cassidy Kimbell, Torque Baxter, three sweet children, plus an assortment of siblings and friends.
This book has a daring plot and tough themes, yet manages to maintain an uplifting and heart-warming tone. There are light moments and laughter. There are tense moments and angst. There are moments that reduced me to ugly crying. All of those things make this one of my favorite romance books ever.
The writing is all but invisible. As a reader, I fell into this story and no jarring typos or formatting problems pulled me out. I cannot recommend this book highly enough, which is why I rated it Five out of five stars.
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Artistic Grounds – FREE!
Juni has no interest in being Chase’s spring fling but will her resolve last longer than his stay?
Sure Chase hinted at forever when he asked her out but they have nothing in common. He’s a big city real estate developer in tailored suits. She’s a cafe owner in jeans and coffee-stained t-shirts. Besides, their businesses are six hundred miles apart.
No worries: All Juni has to do to keep from getting her heart broken when he leaves is resist his tantalizing charm while seeing him daily, and maybe dating him just a little bit, for the next forty days.
What could go wrong?
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A Sweet Bedtime Story
When she started chemo, He bought two new 800 thread count Egyptian cotton bed sheet sets. They fit very snugly on their mattress. She no longer has the strength required to get the fitted sheet onto or off of the bed without assistance.
He also bought her fancy chocolates.
Tonight after dinner, She decided to enjoy the sheets, the chocolates, and her newest novel all at the same time.
Hawaiian weather often makes eating chocolate an adventure. Especially lovely chocolate bonbons with exploding liquid centers.
While changing the sheets, He strongly suggested she not eat bonbons in bed again. Alas.
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He & She: Calamity Jake
She: “A beautiful morning!”
He: “Indeed. Bright light in sky appears in East. Around here, this time of year, that’s news.”
She: “This calls for a hearty celebration. Would you care for waffles, or eggs and bacon, or an omelette, or …”
He: “Hm. Choices, choices. Let me finish getting dressed first. One cribro at a time.”
She: “Cry what?”
He: “On a morning like this, what have you got to cry about? Does it really matter to you how quickly I put my socks on?”
She: “You’ll be the one crying if your waffles get cold. It might even be a crisis.”
He: “Like I said. A cribro.”
She: “What?!?”
He: “Would you please tell me how come every time your life gets exciting, it’s got to be a girl?”
She: “I’m not sure you want to go there …”
He: “Too late. They used to call hurricanes by girl’s names, but people complained, and now they alternate. Fair is fair. Last time I looked, I was still a guy, and besides, I don’t wish for people to think that, every time I screw up, I blame it on my sister. So, cribro.”
She: “Come to the table. Your blood sugar is obviously way low, you can’t afford to miss breakfast.”
He: “Mister!”
She: “Oy …”
