Voice of an Angel - A Christian Romance: Voice of an Angel

By Kelsey MacBride

This Christian clean romance short story is the first book in the Voice of an Angel series from author Kelsey MacBride.

 

This contemporary story begins with the struggles Samantha Brown faces as she tries to get her singing career off the ground. Since childhood, her parents believed in her musical talents. But as she approaches her mid-twenties, she still finds herself stuck in a dead-end waitressing job as she waits for her career to take off. She moonlights part-time at a local dinner theatre with the hopes someone in the music industry will appreciate her talents. Her strategy pays off when Stephanie invites her to audition for a spot in their famous all-girl Christian band. But disaster strikes on the day of her audition and her chance at stardom vanishes as quickly as it arrived. Or does it?

 

Joshua Davis has just relocated from Boston to be the new musical director of the all-girl Christian band Women of Grace. Blessed with good looks and a passionate personality, women find it hard to resist his charm. But despite his success with women, he has yet to meet one who can steal his heart. One day he discovers Samantha's voice and his heart is captivated by her angelic sound. But is Samantha the woman God has destined for his life? Or will they remain forever friends? Find out what happens by downloading this first book in the heartwarming series.

 

If you enjoy heartwarming Christian romance books for women with a focus on love, faith, and family, be sure to check out these other books and series by Kelsey MacBride.

Other Christian romance series by Kelsey MacBride:

• The Inspiration Point Series
• The Glen Helen Series
• Grand Bay Series
• The Colorado Springs Series
• The Hawaii Love Series
• The Bradley Sister Series
• The Crystal Cove Series

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kelsey MacBride
• Release date: Sep 9, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386369790

Book preview

Chapter 1

Samantha Brown couldn’t ignore the ice-cold shiver that rippled down her spine as she studied the sinful smirk on her customer’s face. The man was old enough to be her grandfather, but unlike the gentle exterior of her Grandpa George, this man’s balding head, beady eyes, and duck-shaped mouth seemed to fit the description of a child predator.

Stop it, Sam; it’s not Christ-like to judge someone you don’t know. After all, he can’t help the way he looks.

She knew her conscience was right, but she couldn’t ignore the feeling there was something perverted about the man, especially with the way his eyes roamed over her body as if it were an idol made of solid gold.

What if the man was recently paroled from prison?

She tried to dismiss the paranoid voice in her head but couldn’t. What if he had just served time for murdering someone? What if he had assaulted his girlfriend?

Her body stiffened at the thought, but she tried not to make it obvious. If there was one thing Sam hated about her job at the Seaside Cafe, it was dealing with the crude male patrons that would drift into the diner from the gentlemen’s club located down the street. The unpretentious restaurant was located on the outskirts of Newport Beach, a part of town that attracted a mix of residents, including those who coveted the benefits of an exclusive community known for its pristine beaches, million-dollar yachts, and multi-million dollar homes. But the only problem was they lacked the six-figure income to support it.

Sam forced a smile to her lips as she refilled his white mug with steaming black coffee. Sir, is there anything else I can get you?

The customer flashed a grey-stained smile at her. "How about a slice of that sweeeet apple pie? His tongue stroked his chapped upper lip. Has anyone told you what a refreshing sight you are for sore eyes? He continued before she could answer, And such beautiful skin. He ran a calloused finger down her forearm. How about pie and your company? I’m new in town and sure could use someone to show me around."

Sam felt a chill shoot down her arm and tightened her fingers around the handle of the nearly full carafe. She couldn’t decide whether to laugh or puke at his advances. Did the creep think a young girl like her would be interested in someone her grandfather’s age?

Coffee in his lap would teach him a lesson.

For a split second, she was tempted to consider the fleshly impulse in her head. But something held her back.

Remember Sam, do as Jesus would do.

This time, Sam knew it was the Holy Spirit speaking, and she bit her lower lip. Recently, it seemed that God was teaching her patience, especially with patrons who lost to the ways of the world. While perverted men existed back in Jesus’ day, she wondered what Jesus would have done in her place if a perverted customer had flirted inappropriately with him. Sam tried to ignore the anxious feeling inside and managed a smile.

I’m sorry, but I’ve got other customers waiting on me. I’m sure there are services in town that handle that sort of thing. She pivoted her body toward the safety of the kitchen.

Hey, babe. Where you going so fast?

Sam took one step to safety before a cold hand wrapped firmly around her arm.

A rush of adrenaline shot through her body as her fight or flight response kicked in. She turned without hesitation and confronted the man before he could violate her any further.

Excuse me, sir, you need to let go of my arm. She tried to keep her voice from wavering.

The man let go and held up his hands. Okay, honey. Take it easy. I meant no harm. It’s cool if you don’t want to hang with me. Just the pie will do. He winked and gave her a smile that made her stomach churn. "Maybe another