Michelle N. Onuorah's Blog
February 3, 2015
God is Faithful
I feel like giving a testimony...so I will!
Four years ago, around the time I was twenty, I began to notice my wisdom teeth were emerging and really bothering me. My former dentist had warned me as a young (and stupid) teen that they would be impacted and I should probably have them removed but he didn't stress the issue and I (stupidly) decided not to have them extracted.
Little did I know that my mom would lose her job soon after, we wouldn't have insurance, and my insurance in college would not cover the cost of dental exams, much less surgical extractions. So for four years, I endured the teeth in pain, hearing at every cleaning I managed to pay for out of pocket, that the four teeth needed to be extracted sooner than later. One dentist - who was more like a miserly mechanic than a dentist - offered me a "deal" of $200 per tooth. I later learned that it was a deal because I've since heard quotes ranging from $300 - $600 a tooth.
At the end of last year, the pain and inconvenience of it all (plus the fear of getting an infection in one particular tooth) got so bad that I started frantically searching for affordable options. None were coming up. Finally, I just prayed. And I asked others to pray. I literally wrote on my prayer list under "Pressing/Short Term Needs": "Wisdom teeth removal - NIH or some other free/reduced means." I prayed hard core for at least two or three months.
Finally, a breakthrough came.
Someone told me of a clinic at the University of Maryland in Baltimore that did oral surgery for a reduced price in their school of dentistry in order to train their students under careful medical supervision. The price quoted to me by them was anywhere from $126 - $380 per tooth. I thought, "Okay, go for it. At least get this ONE particular tooth out." I had to wait until the next year, late January, to be seen and I went with the hope and prayer that I would return without this one particular tooth in my mouth.
I didn't.
That day was really hard because when I arrived, got examined, and had my case reviewed, the dentists told me that contrary to what they originally thought, my extraction would be far more complicated than what they were qualified to handle as students. I would have to get not one, but two teeth removed at minimum, raising the cost. Not only would I have to come back for a first year resident to do it, I would have to pay triple the price they quoted me, more than $600, to get it done.
I was horrified, bitterly disappointed, and so hurt. It took everything for me to scrounge the gas money, x-rays, and minimum funds for the procedure. At one point, I begged them to do it that day so I wouldn't have to come back - even if it meant paying more for less work. They still said no. I had to come back. I literally cried in the clinic.
The student felt moved enough to do some research for me and informed me of a grant that the university had for reducing the cost of procedures on a need basis. But I would still have to come back to get the whole thing done. Very upset, I left the clinic and cried on the way home. Drained, I filled out the application, scanned and emailed it to the contact person and prayed, wondering why a day full of promise became a complete nightmare and waste of time. We'd spent five hours there only for me to go home with all four teeth still in my mouth. I kept asking God why and the only answer I got was, "I want a more qualified person to do the job." So I resolved to wait.
The next morning, I received a call from the clinic. The contact person I sent my application to heard of my experience and apologized for what went down. She told me that my application for the grant had been approved and offered to have all four of my wisdom teeth removed for just over $200! I was still reeling in shock when she said, "I want to help you get those teeth out as soon as possible since I know you're in pain. I can get you in here earlier. How's this Friday for you?" I was scheduled for the next Tuesday. Had I waited for that day, I would not have seen anyone because we ended up having a ton of snow that shut down most roads and closed the clinic. God knew exactly when I needed to be seen and exactly what would delay me if I waited any longer. I came in that Friday, got all four teeth removed by a licensed doctor, not a student, and only spent roughly $60 per tooth as opposed to the $200-$600 per tooth quoted to me by other surgeons.
Thanks to your prayers and advice, I'm recovering well and am 11 days past the surgery. Please continue to pray that I heal without complication. But I just wanted to share this because in my short sighted haste, I nearly missed out on the best God had for me. I went from begging to pay more to only get half the job done by a student only to have God provide for the full need at less than half the price by someone who was more qualified.
God is faithful. #justsayin
Four years ago, around the time I was twenty, I began to notice my wisdom teeth were emerging and really bothering me. My former dentist had warned me as a young (and stupid) teen that they would be impacted and I should probably have them removed but he didn't stress the issue and I (stupidly) decided not to have them extracted.
Little did I know that my mom would lose her job soon after, we wouldn't have insurance, and my insurance in college would not cover the cost of dental exams, much less surgical extractions. So for four years, I endured the teeth in pain, hearing at every cleaning I managed to pay for out of pocket, that the four teeth needed to be extracted sooner than later. One dentist - who was more like a miserly mechanic than a dentist - offered me a "deal" of $200 per tooth. I later learned that it was a deal because I've since heard quotes ranging from $300 - $600 a tooth.
At the end of last year, the pain and inconvenience of it all (plus the fear of getting an infection in one particular tooth) got so bad that I started frantically searching for affordable options. None were coming up. Finally, I just prayed. And I asked others to pray. I literally wrote on my prayer list under "Pressing/Short Term Needs": "Wisdom teeth removal - NIH or some other free/reduced means." I prayed hard core for at least two or three months.
Finally, a breakthrough came.
Someone told me of a clinic at the University of Maryland in Baltimore that did oral surgery for a reduced price in their school of dentistry in order to train their students under careful medical supervision. The price quoted to me by them was anywhere from $126 - $380 per tooth. I thought, "Okay, go for it. At least get this ONE particular tooth out." I had to wait until the next year, late January, to be seen and I went with the hope and prayer that I would return without this one particular tooth in my mouth.
I didn't.
That day was really hard because when I arrived, got examined, and had my case reviewed, the dentists told me that contrary to what they originally thought, my extraction would be far more complicated than what they were qualified to handle as students. I would have to get not one, but two teeth removed at minimum, raising the cost. Not only would I have to come back for a first year resident to do it, I would have to pay triple the price they quoted me, more than $600, to get it done.
I was horrified, bitterly disappointed, and so hurt. It took everything for me to scrounge the gas money, x-rays, and minimum funds for the procedure. At one point, I begged them to do it that day so I wouldn't have to come back - even if it meant paying more for less work. They still said no. I had to come back. I literally cried in the clinic.
The student felt moved enough to do some research for me and informed me of a grant that the university had for reducing the cost of procedures on a need basis. But I would still have to come back to get the whole thing done. Very upset, I left the clinic and cried on the way home. Drained, I filled out the application, scanned and emailed it to the contact person and prayed, wondering why a day full of promise became a complete nightmare and waste of time. We'd spent five hours there only for me to go home with all four teeth still in my mouth. I kept asking God why and the only answer I got was, "I want a more qualified person to do the job." So I resolved to wait.
The next morning, I received a call from the clinic. The contact person I sent my application to heard of my experience and apologized for what went down. She told me that my application for the grant had been approved and offered to have all four of my wisdom teeth removed for just over $200! I was still reeling in shock when she said, "I want to help you get those teeth out as soon as possible since I know you're in pain. I can get you in here earlier. How's this Friday for you?" I was scheduled for the next Tuesday. Had I waited for that day, I would not have seen anyone because we ended up having a ton of snow that shut down most roads and closed the clinic. God knew exactly when I needed to be seen and exactly what would delay me if I waited any longer. I came in that Friday, got all four teeth removed by a licensed doctor, not a student, and only spent roughly $60 per tooth as opposed to the $200-$600 per tooth quoted to me by other surgeons.
Thanks to your prayers and advice, I'm recovering well and am 11 days past the surgery. Please continue to pray that I heal without complication. But I just wanted to share this because in my short sighted haste, I nearly missed out on the best God had for me. I went from begging to pay more to only get half the job done by a student only to have God provide for the full need at less than half the price by someone who was more qualified.
God is faithful. #justsayin
October 30, 2014
Type N ON SALE TODAY!!
Hey folks! Today's the day!
Type N is on sale for only 99 cents today and tomorrow at:
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Synopsis: What would you do if your blood could cure cancer? 18-year-old Nicolette Talloway is the target of a worldwide manhunt because of her blood type. When delivered via transfusion, her blood heals any ailment a human has and strengthens their immune system. The cure for cancer, HIV/AIDS, and other previously incurable diseases is running through her veins. Her blood is the only type of its own known to exist. As a result, Nicolette is no longer a private citizen but is the world's most wanted and sought-after human being. As she runs from government appointed agents, the question begins to shift from what her blood can do to why she has it. Is this a gift from God? And if it is, what does he want her to do with it?
Get your copy and read it before the release of its sequel:
Out November 7th!
Type N is on sale for only 99 cents today and tomorrow at:
Amazon Kindle: http://www.amazon.com/Type-Trilogy-Bo...
Barnes and Noble Nook: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/type-...
Kobo: http://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/eboo...
Synopsis: What would you do if your blood could cure cancer? 18-year-old Nicolette Talloway is the target of a worldwide manhunt because of her blood type. When delivered via transfusion, her blood heals any ailment a human has and strengthens their immune system. The cure for cancer, HIV/AIDS, and other previously incurable diseases is running through her veins. Her blood is the only type of its own known to exist. As a result, Nicolette is no longer a private citizen but is the world's most wanted and sought-after human being. As she runs from government appointed agents, the question begins to shift from what her blood can do to why she has it. Is this a gift from God? And if it is, what does he want her to do with it?
Get your copy and read it before the release of its sequel:
Out November 7th!
October 28, 2014
E-Book Sale: October 30th and 31st!!
ATTENTION: Type N, the bestselling medical thriller, will be on sale for only 99 cents on October 30th and 31st at:
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June 3, 2014
WHOO-HOO!!!
AHHH!!!! OMG - brace yourself - it's testimony time. I'm sharing this on my personal page and my public one so sorry if you get a double dose.
JESUS IS AWESOME!!
Monday morning, I woke up so stressed and panicked because of two things gone wrong:
1.) I had what felt like the start of an ear infection in both ears and no means of seeing a doctor or getting medicine for it.
2.) I had $0 in ALL of my bank accounts after a several expenses and a trip out of state. The checks I deposited to fill the gap still hadn't arrived at my bank and I needed the money ASAP for a road trip I'm taking this Thursday.
So needless, to say, I was freaking the &%#@ out.
I couldn't get an appointment after many calls and headaches and the bank still hadn't received my check. I came to the end of myself and realized that I was operating and striving in my own strength instead of relying on God. So, I quietly prayed, tears in my eyes: "Lord, I can't do this. I'm overwhelmed. Please solve problems A and B and show me what to do. I trust this into your hands and please don't let me take it back. Thank you, Lord."
My mom came home minutes later and asked me about my ears. I told her my dilemma and she said: "Why don't you call ___?" Initially, I rolled my eyes because I felt like she was trying to solve it with some random suggestion.
But God can speak through people.
I didn't follow her exact suggestion but finally called my insurance company after some prayer and they led me to a completely different alternative to my normal clinic or the hospital. Within the hour, I was sitting in an urgent care clinic, speaking with a fellow Nigerian who checked my ear and confirmed my suspicions. He prescribed me medicine and I went to the pharmacy even though I had five dollars to my name in cash ONLY.
I went to Target to find out the price...FREE. That's right: $0.00. FREE.
So, problem #1 was solved. Praise God! What about problem #2? Because the truth is: I have a summer job that starts in three days in Maine. I have no money for a $1 cheeseburger much less the gas and toll fare I'd have to pay to drive up there. That night - yesterday - I felt led to fast and pray because I literally heard "You are under attack."
I didn't know what that meant. Are the checks, totaling more than $600, mind you, lost? Were they stolen or tampered with? NOW?! At this time? When I need to leave in three days or risk losing my job, much less my integrity with my new boss??
So, I obeyed and fasted for 24 hours (in fact, I haven't broken it yet - I was in such a rush to share this with you all). After 22 hours of fasting and praying, petitioning and vacillating between fear and faith: I finally asked God: "Please let me get a phone call from my bank, confirming the deposit of the checks by 8PM tonight."
7:55PM - the phone rings and I'm about to sing to the woman on the line. It's from my bank but then my heart drops: she's calling about a business account I opened for MNO Media - has nothing to do with this concern. I pull myself together and talk to her but in the middle of the phone call at:
7:58PM - a call comes through and I switch over to it. It's from a man at THE SAME BANK telling me that my deposit arrived!
AHHHHHH! Two problems, serious implications, very short time frame - in need of divine attention and God, as usual comes through. Fred Hammond is right (and I sang this all day long): God is not a man that He should lie. He will come through.
Be blessed. I know I am. Thank you, Lord.
JESUS IS AWESOME!!
Monday morning, I woke up so stressed and panicked because of two things gone wrong:
1.) I had what felt like the start of an ear infection in both ears and no means of seeing a doctor or getting medicine for it.
2.) I had $0 in ALL of my bank accounts after a several expenses and a trip out of state. The checks I deposited to fill the gap still hadn't arrived at my bank and I needed the money ASAP for a road trip I'm taking this Thursday.
So needless, to say, I was freaking the &%#@ out.
I couldn't get an appointment after many calls and headaches and the bank still hadn't received my check. I came to the end of myself and realized that I was operating and striving in my own strength instead of relying on God. So, I quietly prayed, tears in my eyes: "Lord, I can't do this. I'm overwhelmed. Please solve problems A and B and show me what to do. I trust this into your hands and please don't let me take it back. Thank you, Lord."
My mom came home minutes later and asked me about my ears. I told her my dilemma and she said: "Why don't you call ___?" Initially, I rolled my eyes because I felt like she was trying to solve it with some random suggestion.
But God can speak through people.
I didn't follow her exact suggestion but finally called my insurance company after some prayer and they led me to a completely different alternative to my normal clinic or the hospital. Within the hour, I was sitting in an urgent care clinic, speaking with a fellow Nigerian who checked my ear and confirmed my suspicions. He prescribed me medicine and I went to the pharmacy even though I had five dollars to my name in cash ONLY.
I went to Target to find out the price...FREE. That's right: $0.00. FREE.
So, problem #1 was solved. Praise God! What about problem #2? Because the truth is: I have a summer job that starts in three days in Maine. I have no money for a $1 cheeseburger much less the gas and toll fare I'd have to pay to drive up there. That night - yesterday - I felt led to fast and pray because I literally heard "You are under attack."
I didn't know what that meant. Are the checks, totaling more than $600, mind you, lost? Were they stolen or tampered with? NOW?! At this time? When I need to leave in three days or risk losing my job, much less my integrity with my new boss??
So, I obeyed and fasted for 24 hours (in fact, I haven't broken it yet - I was in such a rush to share this with you all). After 22 hours of fasting and praying, petitioning and vacillating between fear and faith: I finally asked God: "Please let me get a phone call from my bank, confirming the deposit of the checks by 8PM tonight."
7:55PM - the phone rings and I'm about to sing to the woman on the line. It's from my bank but then my heart drops: she's calling about a business account I opened for MNO Media - has nothing to do with this concern. I pull myself together and talk to her but in the middle of the phone call at:
7:58PM - a call comes through and I switch over to it. It's from a man at THE SAME BANK telling me that my deposit arrived!
AHHHHHH! Two problems, serious implications, very short time frame - in need of divine attention and God, as usual comes through. Fred Hammond is right (and I sang this all day long): God is not a man that He should lie. He will come through.
Be blessed. I know I am. Thank you, Lord.
May 16, 2014
"Married and in Love"
So I was watching this old 1940 film called "Married and in Love." It was a film about two married people who were once old flames and were considering starting up their affair again and leaving their respective spouses all because they missed the feeling of infatuation they'd had with one another and the feelings had long since petered out with their own spouses.
Towards the end, when everything's about to blow up, the faithful wife of the emotionally cheating husband reflects with the other three people about their marriage and the hard times they had endured: poverty, the loss of their infant son, and how through it all, they had managed to remain loyal to one another and got through it together.
The emotionally unfaithful wife - who happens to be a writer - finally gets it and says: "There are two types of love: a love like a flower and a love like a tree. The flower is beautiful when in bloom and eclipses all other plants in beauty but it doesn't last. Unless you close it in a book, you will never get a glimpse of the beauty it was and even then, the flower is dead. But a tree...a tree has roots that sink deep and grow strong. No matter how the wind blows or what weather the tree faces, it will last and grow and endure...because of those roots. That is the love worth having."
An old film, made in 1940, showed the truth of what real love is: the antithesis of everything modern, "fall in and out of love" Hollywood is trying to portray. What a sad world we live in when the media that claims to be progressive is nothing more than a symbol of societal and moral degeneration. This is what happens when we ignore the wisdom of those before us.
Towards the end, when everything's about to blow up, the faithful wife of the emotionally cheating husband reflects with the other three people about their marriage and the hard times they had endured: poverty, the loss of their infant son, and how through it all, they had managed to remain loyal to one another and got through it together.
The emotionally unfaithful wife - who happens to be a writer - finally gets it and says: "There are two types of love: a love like a flower and a love like a tree. The flower is beautiful when in bloom and eclipses all other plants in beauty but it doesn't last. Unless you close it in a book, you will never get a glimpse of the beauty it was and even then, the flower is dead. But a tree...a tree has roots that sink deep and grow strong. No matter how the wind blows or what weather the tree faces, it will last and grow and endure...because of those roots. That is the love worth having."
An old film, made in 1940, showed the truth of what real love is: the antithesis of everything modern, "fall in and out of love" Hollywood is trying to portray. What a sad world we live in when the media that claims to be progressive is nothing more than a symbol of societal and moral degeneration. This is what happens when we ignore the wisdom of those before us.
May 7, 2014
MNO Media Announcement: Book Delay
**MNO Media Announcement: Book delay**
The sequel to Type N will not be released during the summer of 2014. Due to recent opportunities that will take time away from writing, the novel will not be slated for an exact release date until the manuscript has been completed. Sorry to disappoint but here is a brief synopsis to tie you over until the release: https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fb...
You can find the title in there as well :) I was tempted to post the front cover of the book (which is so kick ass) to appease you but will resist until it is ready to be read.
**Be sure to sign up to the newsletter (www.tinyletter.com/mnomedia) to learn of the release. No spam, no junk, only new release notifications.**
Thanks for the patience!
The sequel to Type N will not be released during the summer of 2014. Due to recent opportunities that will take time away from writing, the novel will not be slated for an exact release date until the manuscript has been completed. Sorry to disappoint but here is a brief synopsis to tie you over until the release: https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fb...
You can find the title in there as well :) I was tempted to post the front cover of the book (which is so kick ass) to appease you but will resist until it is ready to be read.
**Be sure to sign up to the newsletter (www.tinyletter.com/mnomedia) to learn of the release. No spam, no junk, only new release notifications.**
Thanks for the patience!
April 30, 2014
Remember Me is a BESTSELLER!!
No marketing. No huge announcement. I made the book available a little bit early just so people could start posting their reviews.
And it's already a bestseller.
Praise God :)
Amazon Best Sellers Rank:
#84 in Books > Literature & Fiction > United States > African American > Romance
#85 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Literature & Fiction > African American > Romance
#92 in Books > Romance > Multicultural
Get yours now:
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Remember-Me-Mic...
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/2...
Barnes and Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/remem...
And thank you for the support :)
~Michelle
And it's already a bestseller.
Praise God :)
Amazon Best Sellers Rank:
#84 in Books > Literature & Fiction > United States > African American > Romance
#85 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Literature & Fiction > African American > Romance
#92 in Books > Romance > Multicultural
Get yours now:
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Remember-Me-Mic...
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/2...
Barnes and Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/remem...
And thank you for the support :)
~Michelle
September 3, 2013
***New Book Teaser***
***2014 Book Teaser***
From a scene I recently wrote for my upcoming title, Remember Me:
Kristen could hardly contain the excitement coursing through her body. After her ordeal, she was relieved to finally see a familiar face. As Reed drove past the city structures and into the suburban part of town, she began to imagine what her mother’s face would look like when she saw that she was alive. Sure, she’d probably smack her once she learned how long Kristen had kept it a surprise but Kristen couldn’t help but see for herself the shock and relief that would cross her mother’s face.
Reed entered a quiet subdivision that she didn’t recognize but it wasn’t until he pulled up to a large, brick-front house that Kristen voiced her confusion.
“Where are we?”
Reed looked back at her, a slight look of confusion crinkling his eyes.
“Your home.” Before she could respond, he slid out of the car and opened her door. “Come on, let’s see your family.”
They made it half way across the lawn before the door burst open and a tiny, biracial little girl sprinted out of the house and into Reed’s arms.
“Uncle Reed!”
“Kylie! How’s my little munchkin?” But Kylie had stopped listening she froze stock still in Reed’s arms as she looked over his shoulder. An older biracial girl in her late teens crossed the threshold, a look of irritation and worry mingled on her face.
“Kylie, how many times have I told you not to just burst out of the hou-”
She stopped mid-sentence, staring at Kristen, eyes wide. A shorter boy with cafe-au-lait skin appeared beside her.
“Mom?”
Kylie had recovered. She shoved herself out of Reed’s arms, landed on her feet and sprinted over to Kristen.
“Mommy!”
The boy and teenage girl quickly followed. They embraced her as if she were life itself. Kristen stood stock still as the children invaded her space and grabbed at her waist.
Kristen frowned at Reed in confusion and Reed’s smile slowly disappeared. Why was she reacting this way? He looked closer at her and the realization slowly started to take form.
“What’s going on out here?” A deep, melodious voice called out. The teen pulled back from Kristen a fraction of an inch and turned to the brown haired, brown-eyed man at the threshold.
“Dad, she’s alive. She’s alive!”
But he had already registered that. A look of complete astonishment was written on his handsome face as Mark Tyverson crossed the lawn. He didn’t know that his feet began to run. He didn’t know that Reed stood on the lawn. He could barely register the tears that had blurred his vision and ran down his cheeks.
His children parted slightly from their mother’s form as he reached her and drew her tightly into his arms. His hands reached up to cup her face as he bent down and kissed her soundly on the lips. Only when she pulled back, eyes wide, did he and the those around him snap out of it.
Kristen looked at the people in front of her in horror before turning her gaze to Reed’s.
“Where is my family? Who are these people?”
From a scene I recently wrote for my upcoming title, Remember Me:
Kristen could hardly contain the excitement coursing through her body. After her ordeal, she was relieved to finally see a familiar face. As Reed drove past the city structures and into the suburban part of town, she began to imagine what her mother’s face would look like when she saw that she was alive. Sure, she’d probably smack her once she learned how long Kristen had kept it a surprise but Kristen couldn’t help but see for herself the shock and relief that would cross her mother’s face.
Reed entered a quiet subdivision that she didn’t recognize but it wasn’t until he pulled up to a large, brick-front house that Kristen voiced her confusion.
“Where are we?”
Reed looked back at her, a slight look of confusion crinkling his eyes.
“Your home.” Before she could respond, he slid out of the car and opened her door. “Come on, let’s see your family.”
They made it half way across the lawn before the door burst open and a tiny, biracial little girl sprinted out of the house and into Reed’s arms.
“Uncle Reed!”
“Kylie! How’s my little munchkin?” But Kylie had stopped listening she froze stock still in Reed’s arms as she looked over his shoulder. An older biracial girl in her late teens crossed the threshold, a look of irritation and worry mingled on her face.
“Kylie, how many times have I told you not to just burst out of the hou-”
She stopped mid-sentence, staring at Kristen, eyes wide. A shorter boy with cafe-au-lait skin appeared beside her.
“Mom?”
Kylie had recovered. She shoved herself out of Reed’s arms, landed on her feet and sprinted over to Kristen.
“Mommy!”
The boy and teenage girl quickly followed. They embraced her as if she were life itself. Kristen stood stock still as the children invaded her space and grabbed at her waist.
Kristen frowned at Reed in confusion and Reed’s smile slowly disappeared. Why was she reacting this way? He looked closer at her and the realization slowly started to take form.
“What’s going on out here?” A deep, melodious voice called out. The teen pulled back from Kristen a fraction of an inch and turned to the brown haired, brown-eyed man at the threshold.
“Dad, she’s alive. She’s alive!”
But he had already registered that. A look of complete astonishment was written on his handsome face as Mark Tyverson crossed the lawn. He didn’t know that his feet began to run. He didn’t know that Reed stood on the lawn. He could barely register the tears that had blurred his vision and ran down his cheeks.
His children parted slightly from their mother’s form as he reached her and drew her tightly into his arms. His hands reached up to cup her face as he bent down and kissed her soundly on the lips. Only when she pulled back, eyes wide, did he and the those around him snap out of it.
Kristen looked at the people in front of her in horror before turning her gaze to Reed’s.
“Where is my family? Who are these people?”
August 10, 2013
OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OMG!!!!!
Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #81 Free in Kindle Store (See Top 100 Free in Kindle Store)
#1 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Literature & Fiction > Genre Fiction > Romance > Science Fiction
#1 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Literature & Fiction > Genre Fiction > Science Fiction > Adventure
AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE SUPPORT!!
Being an indie author is exhausting but it's moments like this that make it worth it.
Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #81 Free in Kindle Store (See Top 100 Free in Kindle Store)#1 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Literature & Fiction > Genre Fiction > Romance > Science Fiction
#1 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Literature & Fiction > Genre Fiction > Science Fiction > Adventure
AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE SUPPORT!!
Being an indie author is exhausting but it's moments like this that make it worth it.
August 9, 2013
Amazon Freebie!
Type N
is available on kindle for FREE 8/9 to 8/11:
http://www.amazon.com/Type-N-ebook/dp...
Hope you check it out :)
is available on kindle for FREE 8/9 to 8/11:http://www.amazon.com/Type-N-ebook/dp...
Hope you check it out :)
