Author: Vanessa Miller

Print Length: 131 pages

Publisher: Praise Unlimited Enterprises (January 28, 2015)

Genre: Christian Fiction

ASIN: B00OJT6X5O

About the Author

Vanessa Miller is a best-selling author, playwright, and motivational speaker. She started writing as a child, spending countless hours either reading or writing poetry, short stories, stage plays and novels. Vanessa’s creative endeavors took on new meaning in1994 when she became a Christian. Since then, her writing has been centered on themes of redemption, often focusing on characters facing multi-dimensional struggles.

Vanessa’s novels have received rave reviews, with several appearing on Essence Magazine’s Bestseller’s List. Miller’s work has receiving numerous awards, including “Best Christian Fiction Mahogany Award” and the “Red Rose Award for Excellence in Christian Fiction.” Miller graduated from Capital University with a degree in Organizational Communication. She is an ordained minister in her church, explaining, “God has called me to minister to readers and to help them rediscover their place with the Lord.”

Vanessa has recently completed the For Your Love series for Kimani Romance and How Sweet the Sound for Abingdon Press, first book in a historical set in the  Gospel era which releases March 2014. Vanessa is currently working on an ebook series of novellas in the Praise Him Anyhow series. She is also working on the My Soul to Keep series for Whitaker House.

About The Book

Isaac Walker is back with a vengeance. As old enemies from his past resurface Isaac desperately tries to hold onto his faith in God’s ability to fight his battles.

Nina and Isaac raised their youngest son, Isaac Walker Junior (Ikee) as far away from the hood and drug life as they could get him. But the sins of the father were too strong and too deadly for the son to avoid. Once Ikee leaves the church to become a gang banger Isaac is pulled back into a life he left behind so long ago… and only God knows how this nightmare will end.

Excerpt

Isaac made sure to be in the delivery room this time. He had two other children but had witnessed not one birth. When Donavan was born, he had been laid up in a hospital having surgery to remove a bullet a hustler by the name of Ray-Ray put there. And Isaac hadn’t even known that Iona was his daughter until she was nine years old.

But things were different now. Isaac was no longer in the drug life. He’d left all of that behind. He was now a preacher and a family man.

“Aaarrgh!” Nina yelled as she squeezed his arm. The doctor stood at the end of the bed like an umpire at a baseball game. “Push baby… come on, just one more push,” Isaac encouraged.

Nina was killing his arm, but he could take the pain. Because any minute now he was about to witness his child come into the world.

Nina gave one more good push and the doctor said, “I’ve got the head, keep pushing.”

“Did you hear that, Nina, our baby is almost here.” Isaac wiped the sweat from his wife’s forehead and kissed her. He loved this woman with every ounce of his heart and was thankful to God every day for allowing this woman to see enough good in him that she decided to give him another chance. Every day of his life, he was striving to prove to her that she’d chosen right this time.

“I’m tired. I don’t know if I can do this, Isaac. Can’t they just cut me open and take the baby.”

A terrified look came over Isaac’s face. He and Nina had been through so much. Isaac had just fully recovered from being shot while trying to save Iona from horrible people who wanted to kill her, simply because of who her father was. Years before that, Nina had been shot while trying to protect Donavan from certain death after he’d gotten himself mixed up with the wrong kind of people. Nina had been told that she couldn’t have any more children after that incident.

They were now well advanced in years and thought of this pregnancy as a miracle. But was this miracle about to kill his wife?

The doctor laughed at the expression on Isaac’s face. “Women often either ask to be knocked out or to have the baby cut out of them when we get to this point in the delivery. So calm down, I got this. One more push… your baby will greet us and then your wife will forget all about the pain she is enduring.

She might even ask to have another child when this is over.” Now Isaac was laughing. “We know we don’t look it, doc.

But you might as well call her Sarah,” Isaac pointed at his wife.

“And me, Abraham.”

Nina started laughing at that. And then without knowing she had done it, she pushed again and suddenly laughter was not the only sound in the room.

“It’s a boy!” the doctor yelled as the baby started crying. They cleaned him off, wrapped him in a blanket and then put him in Isaac’s arms. Isaac hadn’t shed many tears in his lifetime. He’d learned from an early age to hold in his tears, because tears were a sign of weakness and there was a whole world full of people just waiting to exploit a man’s weak spot.

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