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October 26, 2014
Title: Chasing JennaAuthor: Micki FredricksGenr...
Title: Chasing Jenna
Author: Micki FredricksGenre: Romantic SuspenseRelease Date: November 27, 2014
✦ Synopsis ✦
Twenty year old Jenna Clausen has one chance to change her life… and she's going to take it.
Leaving the darkness of her life two hundred miles behind her, Jenna arrives at the one place that could save her…college.
Pushing her fears aside while gathering all of her courage, she steps out into her new life, and right into the sights of Cale Davis.
Cale is part of the most elite house on campus simply called, The Brotherhood. It’s an exclusive house with one rule for membership, either you are born into The Brotherhood or you’re not. Cale makes it a priority to get what he wants…and he wants Jenna. He sets a plan into motion to make Jenna his.
There is however, one flaw to Cale’s plan, Ryan Kitson. Also a fellow Brother in the House, he is a Cale-approved study partner for Jenna. But when her feelings for Ryan start to grow, Jenna has another decision to make….one she couldn't possibly have understood the dangers of.
She suddenly finds herself engulfed by a lifestyle so dark and twisted she can’t find a way out. On the run and unsure who to trust, she spirals deeper and deeper into her nightmare. Jenna struggles to put all the pieces together until it finally becomes clear… The decision she made to save her life, might actually be the one that ends it.
**This book is a Romantic Suspense for mature audiences, 18+ due to dark topics with references to both sexual and violent situations.*
✦✦ Excerpt ✦✦
The empty notebook page stared back at me, making my restlessness worse. I chewed on my pen, another nervous habit of mine, as the instructor blabbed on about study guides and scheduled quizzes. This morning had gone so far off track, I wasn’t sure how to recover.
I shifted casually in my seat, acting like I couldn’t get comfortable. Honestly, it was to sneak looks at Ryan. Leaned back into his seat, one arm draped over the back of his chair and the other resting on his leg, his bad boy demeanor on full display. He was so confident in himself, so comfortable in his own skin.
I sighed quietly and shifted in my seat again, glancing over at him. He looked like the perfect student, until I noticed a smirk forming. He ran his tongue over his bottom lip and nipped at the side of it with his teeth. Without looking at me, he reached into his bag and held out a piece of paper. It was his schedule.
Keeping his eyes down, he leaned into me and whispered, “Why don’t you look to see if we have any other classes together? You’re making me self-conscious with all that staring.”
A small gasp slipped from my lips and it felt like the floor dropped out of the room. Not only had I been caught, but he called me out. Somehow this morning just got worse.
I reached for the paper but he grabbed my hand. Amusement flared in his blue eyes as he pulled me toward him. He was enjoying my embarrassment a little too much.
“And please, a favor? Stop twirling that pen around in your mouth like that. Unless you have an evil plan to make me, and every other guy in here, fail this class miserably.”
My shoulders slumped as I tried to fight back the humiliation that rolled through me. I looked away immediately and hid my face behind his schedule. He chuckled as he leaned back into his chair, the sound of it warmed my heart.
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✦ About The Author ✦
If they’d known about ADHD when I was little, my Ritalin dosage would’ve been OFF THE CHARTS!!
It goes without saying; I spent A LOT of time by myself after the teacher moved my desk out into the hallway. ** Silver lining** With all that alone time on my hands, I used my imagination to make the world interesting.
When I was little, people said I had an "active imagination". In elementary school, teachers called me a "daydreamer". My high school counselor said I needed to “learn how to focus" and my college professors warned me to "buckle down". Before I knew it, it was time to “grow up”.
So that’s what I did. I grew up, got married and had five kids. I work as a full time nurse, active in my church, part of the most amazing book club, blog about books with my best friend and cart small humans to school, football, theater, dance ect. Oh yeah...and write a bit when I can and now people say I’m "talented".
Moral of my story: Hug your kids, embrace their differences… love them for who they are. Someday, the traits you think are struggles now…Might be what makes them the happiest!
Micki lives in small town Iowa with her husband, kids and a fat Cocker Spaniel named Joey. She is the author of Winds of Darkness, released in February of 2013 and Chasing Jenna, to be released Thanksgiving Day, 2014.
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October 22, 2014
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October 18, 2014
April 25, 2013
Boston strong/Humanity strong
I started this post last week right after the horrific Boston bombings. The first line read "Evil is here." I was haunted by the images of people just minutes before the explosions. They were just standing there.. smiling...laughing... living. They had no idea that the two men walking behind them were making a decision that would change everything.
The one that struck deepest was an image of Martin, the little boy killed in the blast, smiling and looking down the street waiting for his dad to cross the finish line. The two bombers stood behind him and looking at the people around them. People would die, they knew that, they wanted that and they carried out that plan. How are we to stand in a grocery line with strangers and not look at every person wondering who.. and when.. and why?
I do not care what religion these two men were. I do not care what their family life was. I certainly do not want to know what their plans were with the rest of the bombs that they had in their possession. What I do care about is how two people get into such a dark place that killing other people is an option.
When did people become pieces in a game of death and destruction. I know that countries have been fighting to defend their beliefs and advance their position for as far back as time goes. I get that. I understand it. But how can the death of an innocent eight year old make a statement for you?
What I want to know is... When did people stop being people. When did we stop looking at each other with the humanity that we were all born with. And how do you stand in a group of living, breathing people and make a decision that will end their lives.
Then it occurred to me. The more that I dwell on the pictures of evil that are constantly being shoved in our faces, the more of my humanity I lose. I already think every person at the park is there to abduct my children and every person that walks down my street at night is a murderer. I have already begun to group people together as threats to my family and my own security. The deeper that is rooted, the stronger hold I allow it to have, the bigger chance I have to act on the perceived threat. For me, that might be never letting my kids go to the park. For my neighbor that might be setting a bomb off in a group of innocent, undeserving people.
But you know what happened when the bomb went off? People ran to help. They tore through barricades toward danger. Not knowing if another bomb would go off. Not understanding completely what had just happened. They just rushed to help. They offered comfort to the injured and they risked their own lives. They held tight to each other while strangers carried strangers away from the evil. And that, is where humanity made it's screaming return.
You see, if you focus on the love and courage that happened that day, evil gets smaller. And if you continue to believe in the goodness of people, bonds are rebuilt. And if you know that God's love is surrounding us, life is less scary.
Evil is here. There is no doubt about that. It lurks among us. But every time it strikes, goodness is there too. Humanity gets a chance to shine and people are refueled with the hope that people will and do take care of each other. It's the small things, we all know this. Smile at people, offer help to those who need it.. care about the people around you. If you do these things, everything goes back into balance again. Bad things are going to happen, but good things will too.
So my first draft said Evil is here... But I think the title of this post will be... Boston strong/Humanity strong.
The one that struck deepest was an image of Martin, the little boy killed in the blast, smiling and looking down the street waiting for his dad to cross the finish line. The two bombers stood behind him and looking at the people around them. People would die, they knew that, they wanted that and they carried out that plan. How are we to stand in a grocery line with strangers and not look at every person wondering who.. and when.. and why?
I do not care what religion these two men were. I do not care what their family life was. I certainly do not want to know what their plans were with the rest of the bombs that they had in their possession. What I do care about is how two people get into such a dark place that killing other people is an option.
When did people become pieces in a game of death and destruction. I know that countries have been fighting to defend their beliefs and advance their position for as far back as time goes. I get that. I understand it. But how can the death of an innocent eight year old make a statement for you?
What I want to know is... When did people stop being people. When did we stop looking at each other with the humanity that we were all born with. And how do you stand in a group of living, breathing people and make a decision that will end their lives.
Then it occurred to me. The more that I dwell on the pictures of evil that are constantly being shoved in our faces, the more of my humanity I lose. I already think every person at the park is there to abduct my children and every person that walks down my street at night is a murderer. I have already begun to group people together as threats to my family and my own security. The deeper that is rooted, the stronger hold I allow it to have, the bigger chance I have to act on the perceived threat. For me, that might be never letting my kids go to the park. For my neighbor that might be setting a bomb off in a group of innocent, undeserving people.
But you know what happened when the bomb went off? People ran to help. They tore through barricades toward danger. Not knowing if another bomb would go off. Not understanding completely what had just happened. They just rushed to help. They offered comfort to the injured and they risked their own lives. They held tight to each other while strangers carried strangers away from the evil. And that, is where humanity made it's screaming return.
You see, if you focus on the love and courage that happened that day, evil gets smaller. And if you continue to believe in the goodness of people, bonds are rebuilt. And if you know that God's love is surrounding us, life is less scary.
Evil is here. There is no doubt about that. It lurks among us. But every time it strikes, goodness is there too. Humanity gets a chance to shine and people are refueled with the hope that people will and do take care of each other. It's the small things, we all know this. Smile at people, offer help to those who need it.. care about the people around you. If you do these things, everything goes back into balance again. Bad things are going to happen, but good things will too.
So my first draft said Evil is here... But I think the title of this post will be... Boston strong/Humanity strong.
