BOUND: Chapter 13 by Victoria Lynn

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Chapter 13:

“God understands our prayers,

even when we can’t find the words to say them.” ~ unknown


Casey had chased one of the goats which had squeezed past her and somehow made it out the gate when she had been trying to get in. It had headed towards the other side of the barn and she had taken off after it. Now, she stood in the midst of the pasture, remembering what Levi had said in warning about the bull. She felt the ground thunder under her feet and she turned to see the biggest beast she had ever seen barreling towards her from the far side of the field. She stood frozen to the spot, scared to death, but unable to move.

“Casey! Casey, run!” the shouts caught her attention and she turned her head stiffly towards the sound. She saw Mr. Abel running towards her. “Casey, run! RUN!” His words seemed to free her legs which had felt like they were stuck in cement. Her heart was beating so fast, so loud, that she could hear each thud loudly in her ears, drowning out all other sounds. She spun away from the monster that was streaking towards her and took off in a run towards Mr. Abel. The ground shook with the thunder of the bull’s hooves and she felt that he could be on her at any second and that she wasn’t running nearly fast enough.Read More »

Author-y Vlog and an Outfit

First of all. . . Here is a Part 1 of a Q&A vlog that I filmed! I put out a call for questions on Goodreads and I got some really great ones! I talk some about my writing of BOUND that you all have been reading over the last few months. Smile


This is the outfit I wore on one of my birthday dates! I went out to a special restaurant with my Mama and Daddy. I got to dress up which is always a fun thing for me as I don’t get to do it as often as I like. This dress is perfect for the season, wintry enough, but still very classy.Read More »

BOUND: Chapter 12 by Victoria Lynn

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Chapter 12

“so much of what we learn about love

is taught by people who never really loved us. . .” ~ r.h. Sin


The next few days seemed to go by slowly to Casey, but in a blur all at the same time. The days were full, even though she was mostly a spectator. The kids made valiant efforts to include her as did the parents. The nights were longest. The nightmares plagued her, she wet her bed twice and three times her screams brought the whole family running, which made her feel terrible.

Rose took her aside on her last day. “Casey, honey, the social worker called and they found you a new home. I believe she said you stayed with them before? The Bellworths?”

“Miz Mariah and Mr. Abel?” hope flickered in her heart, then anger. The conflicting emotions confused her and she wasn’t sure what she felt.Read More »

Where Is Your Mission Field?

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I am reading through the gospels in the month of February. I made it through the first half of Mark yesterday. I have been asking God to show me things as I read. New things, things I may not have noticed before. I am finding that no matter how many times you can read a bible verse, there is always something new to learn.

In Mark 5 I was reading through the story of the man who was possessed by the group of demons that called themselves “legion”.

The end of the story is what captured my attention.Read More »

Very Awesome Vlog Challenge #3

Hi Ladies! I had a lot of fun participating in this Vlog Challenge from Ivy Rose!

If you can’t tell, I have a hard time fitting my answer to question one into one sentence! LOL! It was hilarious! I am a word person, what can I say?


Also, in case you missed it, I am still accepting applicants for the London in the Dark blog tour! And I have 2 more Goodreads/Amazon review spots open!

By God’s Grace,


BOUND: Chapter 11 by Victoria Lynn

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Chapter 11:

“Sometimes just thinking about something, is enough to hurt you all over again.” ~Unknown


Casey sat on the hospital bench. She was tired. All she wanted to do was curl up somewhere safe and go to sleep. After she had told Miss Claire about the drugs, the way her parents had treated her, and what her dad had done to Fluffles, she had been brought to the hospital where she had been given a checkup by a really nice lady who wore a set of pajamas with pink hearts and ponies all over them. They had given her a few crackers to eat and some water and put an icepack on her shoulder because it hurt.

She swung her feet, trying not to be bored. She just wished someone would bring Mr. Fluffles. Miss Claire had said they would try.Read More »