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Brandon J Rosenberg is the Christian author of the Cedar Creek County Mystery and Thriller Series. He has the unique craft of combining Christianity and Worldly living into a compelling fictional story of how God can change anyone’s life. His stories are filled with intrigue, flirty romance, humor, and heartfelt miracles that will inspire you to the last page. Enjoy reading all his books in…
Six-year-old Rita and her four-year-old brother, Randy, participated in the annual Saturday morning Easter egg hunt for the first time. “I’m going to find more eggs than you will?” shouts Rita. “No, you won’t!” Randy shouts back. “Okay, kids! Behave and play nice,” says their mom. The countdown begins for the hunt to start. Three, two, one, and hundreds of children race off to win…
“Good evening, Alex and Carmen, you look as lovely as ever,” Steve, the charming host of Claudio’s Steak House in Rhode Island, greeted the power couple with his usual pomp and flair. “If I may say, Steve, you look as distinguished as ever,” Carmen returns the gesture. “This December seems unusually colder than most. One could freeze out there,” Alex surmises as he checks their…
While the two brothers are walking in the mall looking for gifts to buy their girlfriends for Christmas, Josh asks his brother, Kevin, “When are you going to propose to Kara?” “I don’t know. I love her….” “I hear a but coming,” Josh exclaimed. “Yeah, you do,” Kevin confirms Josh’s suspicion. “Kara intimates to me. She’s one of the youngest professors at the university, and…
During the 1950s, many families had self-sufficient farms. Working hard and living off the land producing all their needs for the kitchen table and home. The Schmidt families were no exception. Working hard and living off the land produced all their kitchen table and home needs. The thousand-acre Kansas farm was operated by two families. Jake and his parents, and his dad’s brother, Uncle Leonard….
“Hello,” Ken slurs, half asleep while answering his phone on a late lazy Saturday afternoon. The voice at the other end was that of a female he didn’t recognize immediately. “You may not remember me, and I don’t blame you if you don’t, but this is Gina, and I need to ask you a favor.” Ken’s memory quickly returned, “of course, I remember you, Gina,…
Chapter OneBedtime Story After a busy Sunday, nine-year-old Raelyn asks her mom to read a bedtime story while she snuggles under the blankets.“Please, mom, read me a story about heaven like the teacher did today in Sunday School,” Raelyn pleads.“I would love to, Sweetie. Since you accepted Jesus in your heart a few months ago and turned nine last week, I believe you’re ready to…