Featured BooksDevon O'Leary has lost everything in the world that matters to her, except her brother. But she discovers that an opportunity to start over is not what it seems. Everything Tristan Montgomery has ever wanted is finally within reach. As long as he agrees to the terms of his enemy's will. Is a dream fulfilled worth the misery it will bring? ***Affiliate link(s) below*** (Explanation in Terms of Service) More info →
Hi, I’m Kristy, lover of God, family, friends, good books, and yummy food. I’m also on a quest to get in the best shape of my life. As a clean and wholesome/Christian romance author, I spend much of my days sitting at a desk. And we all know that a sedentary lifestyle isn’t conducive to good health. So it’s time to change all that. To start counteracting the side effects of too little activity, hypothyroidism, and gluten intolerance. Yeah, It’s time to get busy because I plan on living to be a happy, healthy, and energetic centenarian. I also plan on writing a lot more books! 🙂
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Per usual, I checked the weather forecast before I went to bed last night. If storms are predicted, I’ll unplug my computer (thanks to horror stories about lightening strikes frying motherboards). Sure enough rain and scattered storms were predicted. Of … Continue reading →
Twelve days ago was the eighth anniversary of the death of the most important man in my life. My dad. Which is probably why he’s been on my mind so much lately. Not that he isn’t always on my mind, … Continue reading →
…it isn’t. I’ve been sitting here giggling off and on all night. And hoping like mad that the people who live across the street from me aren’t doing the same thing. If they are, it means they were either outside, … Continue reading →