After leaving home in the summer of 84', I found myself knee deep in the drug scene. While there I found what would be my Savior. I did not "see" him at first; I heard him, or his boots that is. Snake skin cowboy boots with shiny silver taps, tips, and all. Just thinking about those boots now gives me a feeling I can't describe. They made a very distinct sound; like a small horse parading, not the normal kind, the ones that dance. He was very particular about his boots, matter of fact, he was very particular about everything. He had many boots and many rules. Following the rules was something I tried hard to be good at. The consequences for breaking those rules became more unpredictable and brutal over time. Easy, as he was known on the streets, was a Pimp and he said I was his Number One. My guess is now, all of us thought we were his number one. As the years went by things changed, but not for the better. I thought of escape, escaping him and everything he did. We all grew to know, death may be the only escape.

Don’t Call Me Angel By: Natalie M. Monet Don’t Call Me Angel started one night as the author was writing in her journal. She was moved to expose Satan and how he plays his games. She wishes for the world to see the true face of Satan and how he works in an individual’s life to pull them into darkness and control them. I am saying I am Angel of God and that I want to see how Satan is working in your life. The night Natalie finished her book, Saint Michael was standing at the end of her bed, guarding her. She told him, you don’t have to babysit me, I’m fine. Her entire bed was shaking and she shouted out, “Knock it Off”! It was the Angels telling Michael and her that God wants to acknowledge her and her book. She found herself standing before God. He was the size of the tallest building you ever seen. He placed one finger on her head, for her to bow. A crown was placed on her head. She found herself back in room. She wanted to ask her Father a question. She was then standing next to his ear. She asked him a question in a whisper. He just laughed and said yes. But suddenly found herself in Heaven, standing before God. He placed a finger on her head and pushed her down to bow before Him. She felt a crown placed on her head. She was back in her room and wanted to ask her Father a question. Then she was next to His ear, asked the question, and He just laughed and said “yes.”

When sixteen-year-old Angel meets Call at the mall, he buys her meals and says he loves her, and he gives her some candy that makes her feel like she can fly. Pretty soon she's addicted to his candy, and she moves in with him. As a favor, he asks her to hook up with a couple of friends of his, and then a couple more. Now Angel is stuck working the streets at Hastings and Main, a notorious spot in Vancouver, Canada, where the girls turn tricks until they disappear without a trace, and the authorities don't care. But after her friend Serena disappears, and when Call brings home a girl who is even younger and more vulnerable than her to learn the trade, Angel knows that she and the new girl have got to find a way out.

My book is about the following: —My mother going into the hospital and literally dying 3 times and returning each time to this world. —Growing up with extreme allergies —An angel that appeared as a nurse in the Intensive Care Unit; she had a last question to relay to my mother. —The inside of an asthma inhaler (canister) that somehow popped out of the outside plastic holder. It had a special number on it when found on a special holiday. —The “warnings” of The Book of Revelation and wondering if I had said anything during my mother’s eulogy that could have caused me to be cursed, due to the serious eye problems I began having after the funeral. I had seen over a dozen ophthalmologists over the next five years. —Again, my asthma inhaler canister has a very special number at a very significant religious time. —A very special cat that I considered my “pal” and “buddy”. He lived to be about 105 or 110 years in human years. —The scene on the cover of this book which shows the top of the trees that turned “gold” and the “RAINBOW” that all appeared within minutes of each other the day Wheatie-Boy passed on. —Calling my oldest brother to see if he minded me writing a Christian book at this time. He did not mind. Then, minutes later wondering if God wanted me to write a book. Within about 15 minutes of getting off the phone with my brother; the phone rang and it was a representative of WestBow Publishing Company wanting to know if I was currently writing or contemplating writing any Christian books; I had contacted them 2 years and one month before. —Other miraculous signs that made me feel very blessed. —22 critically important topics with applicable Bible verses bolded. PRAISE JESUS, YAHWEH, AND THE HOLY GHOST!

Energy-hungry mages travel toward Vallara from every corner of the continent. Fueled by the two suns, each mage holds the power of the elements: air, earth, fire, metal, water, and ether. They harness the elements to draw energy from the most readily available resource. Humans. Ashara can't shake her guilt over her brother's death at the hands of a mage. So when her other sibling wakes up bleeding after violent nightmares--nightmares about Ashara's fiery death--she is determined to protect her. She seeks help from Loken, a young man who is duty bound to protect their homeland. Loken is consumed with tracking the the mages moving steadily toward them across the continent. He and Ashara bond over a common goal: to stop the mages from destroying their home. But Loken suspects the future of their homeland may depend on Ashara's death.

A woman plays a game of cat and mouse with a copycat killer in this romantic suspense novel by the New York Times–bestselling author of Don’t Cry. He begins his work just before dawn, wielding a knife with the precision of a surgeon. Cunning and meticulous, he’s always in control. Mercy is not an option . . . Maleah Purdue is tough, outspoken, and completely dedicated to her work at the Powell Security Agency. But her fearless exterior shatters when a madman begins killing her colleagues one by one, mimicking a notorious serial killer already behind bars. Working alongside top profiler Derek Lawrence, Maleah will do anything to find the murderer, even if it means playing a psychopath’s twisted mind games. No one connected to the Agency is safe. No one is beyond suspicion. For as Maleah and Derek piece together the clues, they uncover a chilling legacy of lies and brutal vengeance—and a killer who has been hiding in plain sight all along . . . Praise for Dead by Morning “A great romantic suspense that grips the audience from the moment the protagonists begin to learn of the assault on Powell and never lets go as the climax diabolically leads to the next unpublished tale. The lead pair is a terrific coupling . . . However, what makes Dead by Morning super is the serial killer, who will be considered one of the vilest of the year.” —The Mystery Gazette “The popular and dependable Barton has again created an intricately plotted, thoroughly engrossing serial killer tale that satisfactorily resolves the current dilemmas but leaves a stunning cliff-hanger.” —Library Journal

The remarkable true story of angels and spirits appearing in the lives of an ordinary working mum and her two teenage sons, living quietly in a remote corner of Ireland. This was no chance meeting between heaven and earth and they soon became part of a phenomenon that would change their lives forever. Call of an Angel will appeal to a wide audience, including the many fans of angel author Lorna Byrne, and the growing force of modern millennial followers of angel gurus Kyle Gray and Radleigh Valentine.