I think there is a very specific need for Christian fiction. Lots of people want to read romance without the smut, cursing, vices, etc. I am so on board with that. However, I have a problem with reading a sample of a book, liking what I see, purchasing the book, and then a few chapters later, finding out that the book is a Christian romance.
In the same way that a Christian wouldn't want to read an erotica novel advertised as romance (which is why most book descriptions now carry age/content disclaimers), an agnostic/atheist/believer of another faith would be pretty peeved to be tricked into buying a Christian book. It isn't false advertising, but it is very disingenuous to not put that label in the book synopsis.
Anyway, let's move on to Tori Sales, Kai, and the story that is "All For Anna." The book is about a young trauma nurse, an accident that changed her life, and her recovery from that event. She is supported by a cast of family members and friends, along with her love interest, a handsome Samoan EMT named Kai. Being Samoan myself, I was very excited to see a Polynesian man cast as something other than a wrestler (The Rock) or a football player (Manti Te'o). Kai is sensitive, patient, and reserved, traits that are usually not associated with Samoan men. TONS of kudos to Mrs. Deese for her nuanced portrayal of Kai.
The rest of the good stuff: Tori is a brave, smart, strong, capable woman, the Dallas and ER settings are written with great clarity and authenticity, the therapy sessions are convincing and enlightening, and the interpersonal conflicts are realistic. There's a lot of blame and anger associated with PTSD, and it was handled in a respectful manner throughout the book.
The not so good: Way too many improbable accidents. There were at least four major dramatic incidents that resulted in injuries and life-saving procedures. The fact that the two main characters are trained medical professionals was far too convenient. We could have done without being reminded constantly that our hero and heroine are both super emergency responders.
My biggest complaint: The random moments of God talking directly to Tori. I was seriously starting to refer to her as Joan of Arc. Also, I thought it was incredibly immature to imply that an adult woman sleeping in her boyfriend's tent while camping was something to be ashamed of and embarrassed about. There was something very Moral Police shame-y about that entire section, and it came off as preachy and judgmental.
This is a solid book that will do better when it is marketed to the correct audience.