Redemption of Caralynne Hayman
befriend. Dayne is the apple of Elder Simmons’ eye—until he takes a stand
against their teachings. Can his prayers and love reach Cara and show her the
way to redemption? Will Cara realize God’s love and forgiveness before she goes
hope shining through the darkness with strong elements of suspense and romance.
This novel was a semifinalist in the Genesis contest and is receiving raving
Meet the Author:
Besides being a member and
active participant of many writing groups, Carole Brown enjoys mentoring
beginning writers. She loves to weave suspense and tough topics into her books,
along with a touch of romance and whimsy, and is always on the lookout for outstanding
titles and catchy ideas. She and her husband reside in SE Ohio but have
ministered and counseled nationally and internationally. Together, they enjoy
their grandsons, traveling, gardening, good food, the simple life, and did she
mention their grandsons?
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And now enjoy Carole’s Excerpt:
“You’re a strong woman, but
you’re no match for a whole bunch of the elders. You’ll have no power against
their strength. Don’t be foolish. How well did you do tonight?”
He was right. She sagged into
the back of the seat. Stared into the dark. “I can’t go yet. I need a few more
“I guess now’s the time to
tell you what happened earlier this evening.”
“Earlier? What are you
“Elder Simmons sent Glenn
Leonard and Marshall Biggs to your house tonight.”
“What do you think? They
wanted to scare you by taking the girls.”
Cara wrapped her arms around
her body and whimpered. What was she going to do? If only— “Is that how you got
the black eye?”
“Yes, but don’t worry about
me. You need to leave.”
She raised a hand and stroked
his cheek, touched the skin around his eyes. “Those men hit you while you
protected my girls?” He’d done this for her, for her girls. There was no way he
could be working against her. Not and suffer a hit like this. “It gives you a
“Listen to me.” When she didn’t
answer, he spoke again. Slowly. “Why do you insist on staying? Your reasoning
is crazy. In fact, you never give me a good reason. Ever.”
Cara’s bottom lip quivered
and she sucked in her breath.
Steady. I can’t let his
persuasion influence me. But, oh, how
she wanted to.
“Cara, at least promise me
you’ll think about what I’ve said. I couldn’t stand it if something serious
happened to you.”
A strong statement. What did
he mean? Because … The thought Dayne might care melted the hard lump residing
somewhere inside her chest.
“Do you need money? I could—”
“No, thanks. I have Donald’s
life insurance money coming.”
She sensed the questions bubbling
inside him. Wondering,
probably. She fought back the
urge to tell him too much.
Saint Dayne versus Sinner Cara.
Nope. Wouldn’t work. The
sooner she forgot him—the sooner she got away from him—the better.
As Christmas creeps closer, let’s also remember how God so loves us that He sent His only son to ransom us. Now that is a love story!
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