Dear Sister,

What we ain’t about to do is continue pouring the gifts, God has given us, into fruitless relationships. We are not about to continually spread the untrue news that all men are bad. Hold on, some of the men may have been raggedy, but not all. Here’s the truth, and this may sting a little but I need you to get this … IT MAY BE YOU!

See, God has created you with strength that can stretch you pass your limits, favor that can withstand fights that should have defeated you and glory that shifts you from ordinary to extraordinary. You just have to know this about yourself. You are the bomb, damnit, yet you don’t trust your opinion of you.

Want to know why? I’ll tell you, even if you don’t. You haven’t taken the time to get to know you. You jump from relationship to relationship without grieving and healing from the one that ended. You lay in beds, creating soul ties with folk and you don’t break them. You continually diminish the power you possess in your head, heart and between your thighs.

Here’s what you do, HEAL YOU!

Have a funeral for everything you’ve lost, grieve it and heal. And while you’re on your healing journey:

• embrace YOU
• spend time with YOU
• love YOU
• get to know YOU
• believe in YOU

If not, you run the risk of raising little examples of broken you and that’s not fair to them.

My sister, it’s time you healed. You’re too old to be in the shape you’re in. You have children that shouldn’t have to keep watching momma arguing, fighting and crying over somebody God didnt create for you. You’re too beautiful to keep lowering your standards. And you’re too gifted to be treated like trash.

What we will do, from this point on, learn our worth and demand it!

Signed,
A sister who wants to see who whole! 💚

PS — The #SurvivingMe journal is available for you.

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2:32 AM

For the next 2 days, you can download 2:32 AM for FREE on Kindle.

Click HERE to download it.

Synopsis:

What do you do when you’ve lost your baby and your faith at 2:32 AM?

The bible tells you how to fight the enemy but what do you do when it feels like it is God you’re up against?

Charlotte’s nightmare began at 2:32AM, the morning she experienced the most unimaginable pain ever, the loss of a child.

Now, she finds herself angry at God. She trusted Him and He took her only child. She prayed to Him and it seems as if He has turned His back on her. And if things could not get worse, hell keeps showing up at her door.

What can she do, when she continually cries in the darkness but gets no answer? Where can she turn when it feels like her back is against the wall and there is no way out? Who can she depend on if God let her down?

Questions Charlotte ponder when the memories snatch her from her sleep at 2:32AM. Questions that make her angry because to her, God has forsaken them.

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Happy Reading 💚

Wednesday Throwback

The Family that Lies was written by me and my twin sister, Laquisha. This book, released November 1, 2016 was my first time writing Christian Fiction.

What’s it about?

Born 18 months apart, Merci and Grayce Alexander were as close as sisters could get. With a father who thought the world of them, life was good. Until one day everything changed.

While Grayce got love and attention, Merci got all the hell, forcing her to leave home. She never looks back, putting the past behind her until … her sister shows up over a decade later begging for help, bringing all of the forgotten past with her. Merci wasn’t the least bit prepared for what was about to happen next.

Merci realizes, she’s been a part of something much bigger than she’d ever imagined. Yea, every family has their secrets, hidden truths and ties but Merci had no idea she’d been born into the family that lies.


Now, before y’all comment about it having sex and cussing, it does and it’s still Christian Fiction. See, truth is, even as Christians, we still cuss and have sex. Am I condoning this type of behavior, NO. Do I glory in this type of living, NO, but I’d be lying to me and you, if I write every book like the characters are perfect. They aren’t perfect because we aren’t. We live in flesh, which means sometimes we’re going to mess up. I write, realistically and I pray you’ll receive the message.


Here’s an excerpt from Merci who’s having a conversation with her sister Grayce:

“So, what you’re saying is I need to be more like you and hide it better? Oh okay, I’m catching on. What I should do is walk around with dresses down to my ankles because then people will think I’m saving myself for marriage. I should go to church every time the doors open because then people would believe me when I say I’m a saint of God. I should carry myself just like you. Is that about right?”

She doesn’t say anything, so I continue. “No answer? That’s okay, I’ll continue. See, baby sister, I will not walk around being a fake because it appeases everyone else. Yes, I have tattoos, but they don’t make me ghetto because I can go from the street to the boardroom the same way you can go from saint to sinner. I can carry a conversation with anybody from the dope dealer on the corner to the president of the company. I got it like that. However, don’t think for one second that I am fooled by you because while you’re trying to act all saved and sanctified, I know the real you.”

“What does that mean? This is the real me and I’m not hiding anything,” Grayce counters.

“Girl bye! You want to be real then let’s be real, shall we? You may carry a bible under your arm, but you have a freak card in your wallet. You may not dress like a hoe, but you have thot like tendencies. While you may have the skirt down to the floor, I can bet you don’t have underwear on underneath. In addition, this little sham of a relationship of yours, I know it’s for show because Shaun is as gay as they come. So, while you’re being real with me you may want to be real with your damn self.”

Enjoyed this excerpt? Get the book for $2 or with Kindle Unlimited, by clicking HERE! It’s also available in paperback. When you’re done with it, you can get caught up with the Alexander’s with the special edition, The Family that Lies: Merci Restored

Happy Reading,

Lakisha

Covet by Lakisha Johnson

cov·et

/ˈkəvət/

verb

yearn to possess or have (something)

Karis (pronounced Car-ris) and Darius Toney have been married for seven years. Their marriage isn’t perfect but they’ve made it work. They’re active members of True Vine MB Church, she’s a photographer and he owns a tire shop. Things are, well, they are good.

Until the day, their life becomes the object of somebody’s obsession. The only downside, they don’t know who it is. This person, in the darkness has a yearning, a desire to possess something Karis and Darius has … they just didn’t know it.

Pray and fast, that’ll help, right? Well, they’re doing that and it feels like things are getting worst. Fire, turmoil, secrets and a kidnapping of a spouse. It’s clear, the person responsible hasn’t read Romans 13:9, “For the commandments say, “You must not commit adultery. You must not murder. You must not steal. You must not covet.”

You can get your copy HERE on Kindle, Kindle Unlimited or paperback

Happy Reading,

Lakisha 💚

Have You Read This?

I must say, Covet had me on the edge of my seat. I couldn’t put it down. Thisnisnthe story of Darius and Karis, a happily married couple who end up going through a lot of drama in their lives that causes heartbreak, confusion, and a whokenlot of drama. Once you begin you will NOT want to out it down. I certainly hope Lakisha Johnson has a part 2, I need to know that Karis is really alright. Lakisha Johnson, you are quickly becoming my new favorite author. 👏

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New Book Alert

Last call signifies closing time is near, either you place your last order or settle any open tabs. In life, it’s when you’re fed up and a decision must be made … Should I Stay, or Should I Go?

For Lillian Weaver, last call could be a possible end to her seven-year marriage to Blair.

Blair, the owner of a popular bar, B Squared has allowed success to go to his head. Now, his pride and ego are bigger than the promises and plans he once made with his wife. A wife, who no longer recognizes the man Blair has become. He used to be loving and kind, someone she was willing to sacrifice her own dreams for.

Until one day, he changed. His demeaning language and disrespectful actions leaves Lillie confused, hurt and tired. Will Blair’s pride cause Lillie to walk away and him lose it all? You’ll have to find out in this Christian Fiction novella, Last Call.

Available Now — HERE


Excerpt

“Baby, it’s been too long since I’ve danced,” I tell her.

“Me too but hey, it’s great cardio.”

“Let’s get out of here because I’m starving.”

“We can always hit up CK’s like we used to do in college.”

“Yes,” I sing. “I haven’t been there in forever.”

Thirty minutes later, Hazel and I are enjoying our food.

“So, what are you going to do now that you’re divorced and on your own?” she asks me.

“I’m going back to work at the West Clinic. It’s only part time but I’m excited.”

“Really? Why? I know you don’t need the money.”

“I know but I’ve been helping Perry—”

“Wait,” she interrupts. “Perry is the moving company guy whose wife was your patient before?”

I nod. “Her name is Gillian and she’s going through chemo for the second time in 18 months. I’ve been over to their house a few times helping her after the treatments and I miss it. Not the nastiness of it but the part about caring for the patients.”

“You’ve always been great at that. I remember when your grandmother was sick, you took very good care of her.”

“I know, and God knows I miss them. If my grandpa was still living, I probably would have moved back to Mississippi and reopened the diner.”

“Not that dingy ass diner Blair is always bad mouthing?” she laughs.

“Child forget him. That diner saved his tail, plenty of times after his mom ran off with the money he’d saved for college. Anyway, with BJ turning a year old soon, I think it’s time I do something for me.”

“Well, I think it’s a great idea and I’ll help with BJ.”

“Hazel, thank you.” She is trying to swallow her coffee to stop me from saying it. “No, listen. I never got to thank you for that night at the apartment. I had a feeling Blair was lying but, I was mad and hurt. It seemed like everything was hitting me at once. Man, it felt like my heart was in a vice grip,” I say patting my chest. “Yet, you stayed. Not only that, you prayed and held me into the early morning. Thank you for being there because I needed you.”

Her eyes fill with tears as she grabs my hand.

“Lillie, you’re my best friend. If I can’t be there for you while you’re hurting or willing to petition God, while you’re in the middle of a storm, what good is our friendship? God knows, you’ve been there for me. When I wanted to end my life, you were there,” she shakes her head and wipes the falling tears. “I’m just grateful evil didn’t tear us apart because you know I’d never do anything like that to you, right?”

“I know,” I blow out a breath to calm my emotions and use the napkin to wipe my face. “Okay, enough of this mushy stuff. Tell me what’s been going on with you. We’ve only been talking about me the last six months and I need a change.”

Last Call available now — GET IT HERE