Happy November, readers! It's a #wonderfulwednesday and what an awesome way to kick off the month of November than by sharing a book. A Woman's Design: Redemption is wrapping up at the editor's, and we're working towards the release. This book is just as dramatic, as book one with a little more romance, a little more heat, and a whole lot of forgiveness.
Ambiance – After discovering her husband’s illegitimate child resulting from a lengthy affair, Ambiance’s world was torn in two. His untimely passing leaves her feeling she has been robbed of the chance to deal with the betrayal. Seeking to give herself a fresh start, she packs up and moves cross country to the West Coast. Finally pursuing her dreams as a business owner in the fashion world, she’s on top of the world, until the man who caused her to question her marriage comes knocking. Will he mend her broken heart, or uproot her new life and leave it in further disrepair?
Naomi – Dealing with empty nest syndrome, she discovers everything everyone ever said about her is true. She has no life. Embarking on a journey of self-discovery and entering the dating world after years of being alone, she’s unprepared for the games that lie in wait. Juggling her feelings between two very attractive men, she will soon learn that one is playing a very deceptive and dangerous game.
Paige- Barely escaping a deadly snare created by her own devices, she is searching for healing and redemption. After two years of therapy, Paige is finally ready to face her demons. It won’t be as easy as it seems, when accusations are constantly launched at her, and people from her past continue to pop up. A former lover is not ready to let go, and she soon finds herself making similar choices from her past. Will she open her heart up to love and be loved, and will she be convinced to open her life to Christ?
Three best friends search for healing and deliverance from their emotional wounds in the arms of men, and the arms of a Savior, as they yearn for redemption of their sins.
“Hey,” I greeted opening my front door wide to allow Vic to enter.
He stood on the threshold a bit uncertain as he eyed me up and down. He looked relieved, almost as if he did not know what to expect.
“Hi,” he said, stepping in as I held the door open for him. “You’re looking good.”
It had been two years since we had laid eyes on one another. After the original incident with David, Vic hung around until I was released from the hospital into my mother’s care. He called a few times to check up on me, but that ended a month after the episode.
“So, do you. Would you like something to drink?” I asked, going to the kitchen grabbing a couple of wine glasses.
“Sure. You have a nice place,” he called out.
“Thanks!” I was grabbing a bottle of VinRoc 2012 Chardonnay. My hands shook, and I had to steady myself to prevent from dropping and breaking both the bottle and the glasses. I had not been around this man in such a long time, and the mere act of being in his presence was unnerving.
“How long have you been living here?” he asked, as I padded back into the living room in my bare feet.
Setting both glasses on the table, I opened the bottle of wine before turning and answering his question. I was having difficulty performing menial multi-tasks in his presence.
“About six months now.”
“Did you go back to your house at all? After the hospital I mean,” he clarified.
“No. My mom, Naomi and Sasha went back and packed everything for me after I hired a cleaning crew. I couldn’t.” I shook my head, as if I could clear away the horrible memories.
“So, where’d you go?” Long tapered fingers wrapped around the glass I handed him.
“With my mom. I stayed there for the first six months. Then I leased an apartment for a year when I was ready, while I looked for another place to purchase. Naomi handled the sale of the old condo for me.” I took a small sip from my glass.
“She’s a great friend.”
“That she is. She was there for me through it all. I appreciate her.” I thought about Ambiance who had not spoken to me in some time.
“I’m sorry.” Vic set his glass on the table, looking over at me.
“Not being there for you.”
“Vic, you have nothing to be sorry for.” I set my glass next to his. “You did nothing wrong.” I folded my hands in my lap and looked at them before gathering the courage to look at his face.
“I owe you an apology, Vic. I never should have hurt you the way that I did. I know I played with your feelings and that was never my intent.”
“Did you feel as if I wasn’t enough man for you, Paige? Did I not satisfy you? I tried to give you the world, but you wouldn’t open up and let me.” His eyes searched mine as if he could find the answers to his questions there.
I turned and looked away. I didn’t know if I wanted him to see what was there. The shame, the guilt, the pain of my actions and their impact on all those who loved me.
“It wasn’t that, Vic. I had issues of my own that had never been properly dealt with. I tried to eliminate the pain of my past by not caring about anyone. I figured if I pushed everyone far enough away from my heart, I would never get hurt.”
“I always told you whatever it was you were dealing with; I would be there for you. I wanted to help you. I knew you were carrying baggage that was too heavy for your shoulders. But you have this independent woman thing down to a science. I always figured there was a part of you I didn’t know. A part you didn’t want me to know,” Vic observed.
“I was ashamed, Vic. Who goes around telling the world they’re a sex addict and a whore.”
“Hey, don’t say that.” He reached out and lightly touched my arm.
“It’s the truth. Do you know what one of my lowest points was? The point I knew that I had to
change?” I asked looking into his eyes, but recalling a time long ago.
“The day you walked in and found that lunatic naked in your bedroom?” he asked, lifting an eyebrow. There was a hint of a smile in his eyes, but it was too difficult for me to laugh about the situation.
Although David was dead and gone, the situation still frightened me. I had nightmares about it at any given time I closed my eyes. Sleep or awoke.
“No. The day that I knew I had to change was when I woke up from a one-night stand one morning and he wanted me out of his house. He treated me like I was some prostitute, barely acknowledging my presence. He acted as if I weren’t good enough to use his washcloths and towels to take a shower. Just the night before he’d been down for whatever. And the worst part was he tossed money my way to pay me for my services.”
About Chelle Ramsey...
Women's fiction author and blogger, Chelle Ramsey brings a refreshing perspective into the lives of her readers and wants them to find entertainment, healing and inspiration in each novel. Using real problems and challenges faced by ordinary people, Chelle wants readers to become empowered to rise above life's adversities, with faith in God, and belief in themselves.
Her stories are relatable to individuals of diverse demographics, who have suffered a loss, been hurt, have low self-esteem, have lost hope, or need a word of encouragement. She strives to take your emotions on a roller coaster ride, one page at a time. Chelle holds an MBA in Human Resource Management, which she puts to use in her Human Resources role by day, while she writes her fiction novels at night. And in her spare time, she’s a blogger, freelance writer, and ghostwriter.
Her most important roles are those of a wife and mother of three. During her “me time,” she becomes enraptured with the enthralling stories of Terry McMillan, Nora Roberts, James Patterson and Stuart Woods. Chelle Ramsey resides in a rural community in Atlanta, Georgia and enjoys writing, family time, and watching NBA games.
She hosts the annual 20 Days of Love authors’ blogging campaign, March Madness authors’ giveaways campaign, and showcases other authors on her blog at www.chelleramsey.com/beautifully-inspired-blog. Her novels can be found online at Chelle Ramsey Amazon.
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