From childhood I was seduced into a life of crime by Charlie Chan. Presently author of nine crime novels, I'm happily married and live in California.
<p>Sayetta is an archangel who has been sent into the physical world to seek out eight archangels who have been reborn into the world. She knows that she cannot do it in the form of an angel so she takes on a human form to move through among us in the physical world. Gabe a mortal has the soul of a warrior angel. He is reborn in physical form to prepare for her coming. He is born with abilities that he is unaware he has.</p><p>All of his life Gabe had been having dreams of a ruined church. He never knew the name of the church, but the dream was always the same. In the dream, he was standing facing the ruins of the church. But he didn’t look like a human. Instead, he was an angel with pure white wings and a golden countenance. Another much larger angel appeared to him. The angel pointed towards what was left of the door and said “Enter, your journey has just begun and your guide awaits you.</p><p>Sayetta finds out from Archangel Michael that Lucifer has sent an old demon to find and stop Auriel from removing the demons he has imprisoned in the earth.</p><p>They receive a little help from the Archangels Azuriel and Gabriel as they journey to locate Auriel. It’s a race to find Auriel before the demon does. In the end, it’s a battle between two powerful beings, one good and one evil.</p>
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M. Albrecht" href="http://astore.amazon.com/wwwinspiredmy-20/detail/1894942434"><span style="color:#004d17;font-size:8.5pt;"><strong><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"></span></strong></span></a></span></p><p></p> <p style="margin:0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#b33600;font-size:9pt;font-weight:normal;">By C. M. Albrecht</span><span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#b33600;font-size:15pt;font-weight:normal;"></span></span></p><p></p> <p style="margin:0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666466;font-size:9pt;font-weight:normal;"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';">When an old drunk asks a drifter to pose as author of his best seller, the young man dives right in...mindless of the rocks below. </span></span></p><p></p> <p style="margin:0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666466;font-size:9pt;font-weight:normal;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"> </span></p> <p style="margin:0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#b33600;font-size:9pt;font-weight:normal;"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';">Review </span></span><span style="color:#b33600;font-weight:normal;"></span></p><p></p> <p style="margin:0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666466;font-size:9pt;font-weight:normal;"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';">The Little Mornings, by C M Albrecht is a murder mystery with 262 absolutely absorbing pages. We have three main characters here - the grandfather, an alcoholic of questionable character, a slightly off balance woman (Angie) and an impressionable young man (Darcy) who becomes mixed up in a whirlwind of events. Murder, thievery and lies keep the unsteady relationship between Darcy and Angie on edge. Keeping a secret is no easy task, especially when someone else pops into the scene with inside knowledge to the truth. Darcy, unable to control the events, becomes another person entirely from the one we knew in the first few pages of the book. Perhaps because I am a writer, and this book has to do with the publishing industry, I am partial to the theme. Grandfather's description of a writer's methods to reach their creative dreams had me laughing out loud - because it was so true. As were the frustrated, aspiring writers and the over worked publishers. I felt the book was very realistic in this regard. </span></span></p><p></p> <p style="margin:0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666466;font-size:9pt;font-weight:normal;">I loved the first few paragraphs - they really pulled me in. I kept hearing Humphry Bogart's voice in my head narrating the story as I read along. I sat on the edge of an uncomfortable plastic chair 2 days ago and opened the first page to begin reviewing The Little Mornings. I meant to take only a ten-minute break from my day to enjoy the sunshine. The next thing I knew, my leg and butt-cheek were both completely numb and lifeless? and I was on page 50! So be warned, readers, this book may very well take you out of commission for a few days. I could not wait to get back to it every minute I had to spare!</span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:9pt;font-weight:normal;"></span></span></p><p></p></td></tr></tbody></table><p style="margin:0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:9pt;font-weight:normal;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"></span></p></td></tr></tbody></table><p style="margin:0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"></p><p><strong><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"> </span></strong></p>