Christmas Babies on Main Street
Nine individual stories from the bestselling Authors of Main Street - New for the 2017 Christmas Season!
This year, The Authors of Main Street have combined their talent to bring you stories about love, the holidays, and babies from around the world. From the small hamlet of Eastport in Canada, to the gorgeous landscapes of New Zealand, to Main Street, USA... you'll find the Christmas spirit and warm love stories on every page. And not all of our babies have pudgy little fingers and adorable toes... one of them has hooves and a mane!
Inside this year's box set, you'll find Christmas novellas from Kristy Tate, Carol DeVaney, Jill James, E. Ayers, Lizzi Tremayne, Jude Knight, Stephanie Queen, Susan R. Hughes, and Leigh Morgan.
Snuggle up with your favorite blanket, grab a cup of hot chocolate, and let the Authors of Main Street help you celebrate the holiday season.
Be sure to pick up a copy of
Christmas Babies on Main Street.
The second Apple Lake book , "THE CHRISTMAS STOCKING" is included within the nine story anthology for 2017.
Book three, "APPLE LAKE BLESSINGS" will be included in our 2018 Christmas on Main Street anthology. Thanks for reading, your amazing comments and your support!
Christmas at the Inn on Main Street
Indie Artist Press is excited to offer this collection of four Christmas romance ebook novellas for a special holiday price in gratitude for all of our loyal readers, and for all readers who love a great love story. The Authors of Main Street is a delightful gathering of talented writers who hope you enjoy reading this collection as much as they have taken pleasure in creating it for you! Happy Holidays from the Authors of Main Street!
Book One of Apple Lake Series
Christmas at Apple Lake
Now available for your reading pleasure.
Christmas at Apple Lake
Coldwater Creek, Georgia 2006
No one ever said happiness was forever.
Gage Landon knew all about forever. It wasn’t.
Not only had Ken, her twenty-nine-year-old husband, manipulated her life, but he’d continued to betray her, their children and their marriage vows. Ken had put another woman before his family. How had she missed the signs, the clues? A cool calmness carried what little sanity she had left.
If only she’d known the future, she’d have taken steps to improve their declining marriage, to develop a stronger independence.
They’d argued over money—again. In an outburst of rage, Ken had stormed out of the house without a word, slammed the door behind him, and roared off in his souped-up Chevy.
That was the last time she’d seen her husband, Ken, alive.
The realization of being on her own hit her in the gut. She barely had enough in the bank to bury her husband.
Being manipulated and taken care of had blown up in her face.
She wasn’t prepared for changes that were sure to come, but life wouldn’t be put off. She’d been so gullible, because she believed she could change Ken. No more. Never again. The future appeared bleak, but she wasn’t going to bow down to failure. No. She was going to take charge.
At twenty-eight, she wanted more for her children. Herself. More than to simply exist: to be what she knew she could be. The time had come to get up off her duff and do something.
To find a way to do what she had to do to raise her girls. By herself.
Christmas was two weeks away and Christmas was all about her girls, love and forgiveness.
Three months later.
Three months after Ken’s death, her home at Coldwater Creek had burned to the ground.
Gage used every ounce of courage within her to climb from the devastation that had battered her the past three months. She’d had no intention of living in the home her grandparent’s had willed to her, but the move to Apple Lake was imminent.
To uproot the girls, pull up stakes and move to the North Georgia mountains.
To begin again.
Apple Lake Series - Book two
The Christmas Stocking
I had a great time writing this book. Children make Christmas, and this story is no different.
Ellie Newsome’s marriage is crumbling, and she’s gone through a few rough weeks. She desperately needs to talk to her mother. But her mother has Alzheimer’s, and is in a nursing facility.
The excerpt takes place in the nursing facility and Ellie has yet one more let-down.
All twenty-four-year-old Ellie Newsome ever wanted was a happy home, a trustworthy husband and the sound of pitter-patter dancing across her floors.
She’d never wanted to settle for less…but she had. Had she known Ryan had only married her to give him babies, she’d not have said yes. But she had. Now, her hopes and dreams were gone. Gone as quickly as her husband had taken the coward’s way out, and deserted her a week after the second miscarriage and two weeks before Thanksgiving.
Alone, an ailing father, her mother in a nursing home, and with no way to support herself, Ellie had only her faith for comfort.
Little did Ellie know, God was about to intervene.
One week before Thanksgiving.
Twenty-six-year-old Luke Conway has lost his wife in a car accident. Luke is still hospitalized and in critical condition. His two children have nowhere to go but the Children’s Home in Apple Lake, Georgia. Except the Children’s Home is full. And no one else in town has room, or is too old to care for the children.
A social worker knocks on Ellie Newsome’s door late at night with Luke’s daughter, nine-year-old Danni Conway and six-month-old Brett Conway, by her side.
At first Ellie refuses to care for someone else’s children, but finally gives in when the social worker promises to find the children another home within a week.
It’s now two weeks before Christmas, and the children are still with Ellie. She’s determined the children won’t go without Christmas, even if the worker places them before Christmas. She discovers shopping for them and teaching Danni to bake cookies, gives her more joy than she thought possible.
She’s had no contact with the children’s father, neither has the case worker informed her of his condition.
One week before Christmas
Luke Conway is about to be released from the hospital, but he can’t go home. He needs care. The case worker hinted at Ellie to take him in until he is better. Ellie refuses.
After Luke is allowed to visit with his children at the hospital, Danni misses her father so badly after they go back to Ellie’s, she cries for an entire day and through the night.
Ellie calls her friend Gage Landon, who knows Luke. Gage assures Ellie that Luke is one of the most honest and above board men in town.
Ellie relents and allows Luke to move into her home until he has recovered from his injuries from the accident, with one condition. The police must visit at least once a day to check on them, unannounced.
Excerpt: Ellie visits her mom in the nursing home.
Ellie turned corners down each hallway toward her mom’s room, avoiding walkers, wheel chairs and patients in search of their rooms or fighting to take up residence in someone else’s room.
Orange cones lined one section of the hall and the entrance to a room two doors from her mom’s room. A weary housekeeper pushed a wide heavy mop across the floor, then plopped it into the lavender scented water to rinse and begin again. She looked up as Ellie approached.
“Watch your step, ma’am, the floor is wet.” She shoved a strand of hair from her face and blew upward with her bottom lip. “Wouldn’t want you to fall.”
“Thank you, I’ll be okay.” The scent was pleasant and reminded Ellie of the cut flowers her mom always arranged in a beautiful bouquet in the hallway of her home. Viola Rand had the same green thumb all the Rand women had inherited. Ellie had also inherited the Rand’s green thumb. Her mom had taught her the pleasure of growing flowers and vegetables. Memories of her mom in the garden were vivid and bittersweet.
How easy it would be to turn and run out the door, never to return. But then her mom would be in the same situation as many of the other patients were. There were plenty of lonely and forgotten souls, and she refused to allow her mom to become another statistic.
As she approached her destination, the thought she was fortunate to still have her mom, racked her saddened state of mind, and the more anxious she became. The visits always filled her with dread too. That dread included what condition her mom would be in today.
She wanted her mom back, but realized she couldn’t change the past or see into the future.
The tiny figure she called mom, sat enveloped by a lavender blanket in a recliner, her legs crossed in front of her and next to her heart, she embraced a baby doll wrapped in the same color blanket.
The devastating separation hit Ellie all over again as she reminded herself her mom no longer recognized her as a daughter. The blank stare on her mom’s face and the empty eyes…her once beautiful, sparkling hazel eyes, was more than she could endure. For once, she was glad her dad wasn’t here to witness his beloved wife’s condition.
Ellie squeezed back tears, walked to her mom, wrapped her arms around the thin shoulders, then hugged her tight, unable to let her go. Her mom shrugged her aside.
In sorrow, but yet still hopeful, Ellie gazed into those dull, vacant hazel eyes, searched for recognition, but found none. Nothing. It was as though Ellie no longer existed in her mom’s memory.
No. It wasn’t as though her mom recognized her. She didn’t.
Sadly, once her mom’s Alzheimer’s advanced to a certain stage, Ellie’s existence and her mom’s memory had deteriorated. Again, Ellie bit back a sob and covered her mom’s hands with hers, then slowly turned them over and memorized each vein and crease.
Those hands, that had with love, accomplished so many tasks for her family…those hands that had protected her from harm. One day they would be no more.
Her mom focused on the door with a longing and spoke in a monotone expression without acknowledging Ellie. “I’m waiting for my daughter.” She tilted her head and stared up at Ellie. “Do you know my daughter?”
Ellie wrapped her arms around her mom’s shoulders again. “Mom, it’s me. It’s Ellie…your daughter. I miss you,” she whispered into her soft silver hair.
Oh, Mom. Where are you? Where have you gone? I need to talk to you.
Grief stricken tears trickled down Ellie’s face and onto her crisp white blouse for the mom she’d already lost. For the mom who would never recover from her horrendous disease. Yet deep inside her mom’s brain, Ellie knew she somehow recalled she had a daughter.
She simply couldn’t position reason enough together to pull up the memory.
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Nursing wounds over a broken engagement, twenty-seven-year old Cali Weston, has no inclinations of becoming involved again and submerges herself into Weston Art Gallery, intent in making it the best in Atlanta.
Summoned to Crossroads, Tennessee to settle her father's affairs, she meets Trace Robbins, widowed at twenty-six.
It's been a year since the death of his wife, Jena. Trace faces raising his son, Dylan, alone. He blames himself for both the accident and Jena's death. Now her memory haunts him. Neither love or marriage is an option.
Sparks fly when Cali realizes Trace's interests are centered not on her, but on two-hundred acres of prime farm land, she'd acquired from her father. Cali finds her concern leans toward the heart. She struggles with meeting obligations of the art studio and holding onto last ties of her father's memory.
Neither deny a strong attraction to the other.
Trace can't let go of Jena's memory, and Cali won't play second fiddle to a ghost.
A SMOKY MOUNTAIN CHRISTMAS
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Think Sandra Bullock meets country hunk. Wacky fresh and funny characters are stranded together in a Smoky Mountain snowstorm three days before Christmas.
Tina Cole wants back control of her life, until she meets a country hunk. Falling in love isn't part of the bargain. On the rebound from a fizzled relationship, she lands on writer Hank Gordon's doorstep and finds that everything she thought she wanted out of life means nothing without love.
Recently divorced and disillusioned by love, Hank Gordon has sworn off women. He isn't in the mood to entertain a woman with an attitude who frustrates him more than any woman he’s ever met. Hank’s novel deadline is twenty-four hours away and he's cut off from
the world with no phone or email service, and a beautiful, aggravating crazy woman to distract him.
If Hank thinks his life couldn't get any worse, he's wrong. Not only is he baby-sitting a sassy Southern princess who has no idea what a kitchen is for, but two escaped convicts turn up at the cabin, while Hank’s horse is about to foal.
A rollicking story filled with passion, humor, suspense, and zesty romantic adventure.
A Smoky Mountain Christmas is a delightful read. Two quirky, misfits on the rebound accidentally wind up stranded together in an isolated place. Over the course of a few days, they grow to appreciate each other and lose their hearts in spite of seemingly overwhelming odds. Two more dissimilar characters I've never met, but they are able to grow together and find that the other is exactly what they need to heal their past hurts and become whole again. A sweet feel-good story for the holidays.
A Matter of Taste
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The sheriff turned a blind eye when young Hannah was violated by her drunken stepfather.
Hannah's mother, the one person who should protect her, was dying of cancer, but even in her weakened condition, she offered a way out.
After her mother's death, will Hannah be able to protect herself or will she be driven over the edge?