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2:32 AM

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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

New Book Alert – Covet

Covet – yearn to possess or have (something) or to wish for earnestly

Karis (pronounced Car-ris) and Darius Toney has 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 yet.

Pray and fast, that’ll help when you’re going through a storm, right? Well, they’re doing that, but 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…”

Covet, now available in Ebook and Paperback


Excerpt

Karis

At the studio, finishing up some work when my phone dings with a text. Before I can open it, a call comes through. I press answer and put it on speaker.

“This is Karis.”

“Karis, have you been on Facebook?” Victoria, from church ask as the line buzzes with another call.

“No, why? What’s going on?”

“Girl, you need to see what was posted thirty minutes ago to the church’s Facebook page.”

“Vic, girl what is it?”

She pauses.

“Hello,” I say.

“It’s an article about Darius. It says he murdered his first wife.”

I laugh. “That has to be a mistake because Darius hasn’t been married before.”

“I’m only telling you what was posted. You need to go look.”

She hangs up and another call comes through. I decline it, turning my phone face down. Typing in Facebook, on the computer, I go to True Vine’s Facebook page.
My mouth goes dry as I begin to read the post.

“The bible says in First Timothy three, verses eight through ten, these words. “In the same way, deacons must be well respected and have integrity. They must not be heavy drinkers or dishonest with money. They must be committed to the mystery of the faith now revealed and must live with a clear conscience. Before they are appointed as deacons, let them be closely examined. If they pass the test, then let them serve as deacons.”

I guess True Vine MB Church didn’t read this when they ordained Darius Toney.”

I click on the attachment. It’s an old news story from 2004.

“A family seeks answers as they mourn the loss of their loved one who died on an Army Base in Ansbach, Germany. While the investigation has been closed, in Germany, ruled a suicide; family members say there’s more to the story. Their daughter, Kathrine Toney, married Darius Toney, not even three months ago. They trusted him with her only for her to be shipped home in a casket.”

I slam my computer shut. My phone dings again, this time with a text. I open the app and see a new message in the Unknown Senders tab.

+1 (217) 984-9099: Attachment: 2 images

I click it. I turn my phone to the side and enlarge. Another text comes through.

+1 (217) 984-9099: See someone you know? I guess we all have secrets, huh?

ME: Who is this?

+1 (217) 984-9099: You’ll know soon enough. Oh, he tasted very good. Thank you for keeping him hydrated.

I dial the number, but a message says it’s disconnected.


Covet, now available in Ebook and Paperback

Guess what I did …

I released a new book 🍾🥳🤗

Guess what again … you can get it 😋

What’s it called?

TENSE — The Past | The Present | The Future

What’s it about? 👇🏽

For these friends, the past year holds memories, some they’d like to forget instead and others they’ll always remember.

They’ve experienced all kinds of things but with each other, their families, prayer, and God; they’ve made it through 2019, to the month of December.

But not every relationship salvaged will make it to the future.

In this Holiday Short Story, Special Edition of When the Vows Break, you’ll get to peek into the lives of these friends and see how they’re spending their Christmas holiday. Will the past they’ve endured affect their present, attempting to shatter their future? Or has the past given them instruction to treasure the present while preparing for the future? You’ll have to read to find out.

It’s more than just writing, it’s ministry. ❤️

Get it here 👉🏾 HERE

Happy Reading,

Lakisha

Book Excerpt – Shattered 2

Shattered 2

Chapter 4 Excerpt (Therapy Session with Dr. Scott)

“Yeah, well, Cam is the only person who has been consistent.”

“Consistent in what, exactly?”

“Everything,” I state. “Without her, I don’t think I would have survived.”

“Girl, Cam isn’t a resolution to your problem, she’s residue and I don’t mean the kind that reminds you of something good. Cam is a constant reminder of what you’re hiding from and as long as she’s here, she’ll taint everything you touch.”

“You say that like it’s easy to forget. I know Cam isn’t good for me but what am I supposed to do? Was I supposed to pray to God when He was the one who allowed that man to hurt me?”

“Camille, God didn’t allow that, evil did.”

“Yeah well, evil or not it happened, and you act like it’s easy to forget that.”

“I never said forgetting but at some point, you’ve got to come out from behind this wall you’ve built and that starts by an inward cleaning.”

“How?”

“Come with me,” Dr. Scott tells me.

I follow her down the hall to a bathroom. When she opens the door, my mouth drops and my hand flies up to cover my nose.

“You didn’t expect to see this, did you?”

I shake my head no.

“Did you assume this bathroom would be clean?”

“Of course,” I reply.

“Why?”

“Because the house is.”

“Oh, so since this house with its pristine outside is clean, you never would have suspected it to have something so filthy inside, right?”

“To be honest, no. I assumed—”

“You assumed?” she chuckles. “People assume that because we’re fixed up on the outside, from the image we portray that inwardly it’s the same. However, most of us walk around daily, just as filthy as this bathroom because it’s easy to hide, if we close the door. Go on in.”

I hesitate.

“What’s the problem?” she questions.

“It stinks in there and it’s full of trash.” I say.

“So,” she shrugs, “your insides stink too. The only difference between you and this bathroom is that it’s filled with trash while you’re filled with shattered pieces of you.”

Shattered 2 Available Now


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