“At precisely twelve minutes, thirty-five seconds past ten o’clock in the morning Venezuelan time, Sheridan Montgomery’s world ceased to exist.” Probably the best opening sentence I have read in years, it’s the opening sentence of the newest novel by Sally John titled Ransomed Dreams. Sally John ...
In Castles in the Sand, the follow up to the first book in The Beach House series, author Sally John explores themes of forgiveness and redemption. When Susan and Drake Starr discover that their 20-year-old daughter Kenzie is pregnant, their lives are turned upside down. The news sends Drake, a p...
This warmly romantic series by popular author Sally John follows a group of engaging women who are knit together by their friendships and their faith in Jesus. Just to See You Smile, a novel of awakening hearts and second chances, demonstrates the unconditional love of Jesus and the true meaning ...
In the fourth book in Sally John�s warmly romantic series, Kate Kilpatrick has only one goal�a byline above the fold in a big�city newspaper. But Tanner Carlucci challenges her fierce determination to put a career above everything else.  Adele Chandler gave up on love long ago. A single m...
She knew the mental activity was a coping mechanism. It kept debilitating terror at arm’s length. She knew because the same thing had happened the night of the fire as she trudged through the darkness, lantern in hand like now. Again with the talk of fire. Before. After. And now—during ? Prayers ...
Jenna huffed in his face leaning over her. If that meant she couldn’t stay with Amber, she was not buying into it. Her mom squeezed her arm. Claire hadn’t let go of it through the entire ordeal. Nor had her dad let go of her hand. They were on her right side. The left side she did not even want t...
The sight of those hoodlums down at the corner nibbled at her newfound sense of adventure. Boogie boarding was one thing. Boys up to no good were quite another. With a conscious effort to ignore them, she turned to her friend. “Saint Josephine.” “Andie, don’t.” “It’s true. I mean, I always though...
“Life feels so good, Tandy.” “It shows.” Her friend scurried to catch up. “I’ve never seen you walk like this.” Claire ignored the comment. “I suppose life shouldn’t feel good, though, I mean, given the circumstances.” “Stop sighing, hon. You’re entitled to a respite from life as a pit. Forget my...
“You’re going to love them.” He referred to the newly constructed wooden shelves secured to the wall. “How did you finish them already?” “It’s Labor Day. What can I say?” He walked to the doorway, switched off the light, and went into the house. “How was your day?” “I said, ‘How did you finish th...
Isabel shut the cash register drawer and frowned at him. “Why are you sticking like glue to me? I’m simply working at the store, ringing up purchases and dusting. It’s nothing to write home about.” “Ha, ha.” He shrugged. “I have a few hours to kill. The Author has gone off to the airport to pick ...
An oak border surrounded four rows of white ceramic tiles. She kept two chairs at its long sides, pushed in. The table occupied the space at the far end of the kitchen in front of the French doors that led out to the patio, as did most of the kitchen tables in Casa cottages. In the center of the ...
He was not quite as tall, not quite as lanky, but he was both. Her father had strong shoulders and a wide smile. Ty’s chest was broader, his grin a stretch from ear to ear. The two men lived in blue jeans, T-shirts, cowboy boots, and ball caps, but the true similarity lay in their character, a ra...
An upscale one that allowed jeans. On that point he wasn’t conceding. He laughed as he strode out the door and to his truck. Contract for book Number Five was signed. Today’s discussion over lunch would be the gist of Number Six. The critics loved his work. He didn’t have to wear a suit! He flung...