The Only Wings: Clean Romance Collection Book, #1

By Linda Nye

Collection of 2 sweet clean romance short stories or over 20k words of reading!

Love Has a New Beginning: Clean Amish and Billionaire Romance

A Mismatch Made in Muscle –Clean Western Culture Romance

This collection contains standalone romance short stories ending HEA…

• Language: English
• Publisher: PN.Books
• Release date: Dec 16, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393075912

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Copyright © 2019 by Linda Nye (Editor)

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Some characters and events in this book are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author.

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Title Page

Title: The Only Wings

Subtitle: Clean Romance Collection Book

Editor: Linda Nye

Table of Contents

Copyright

Title Page

Love Has a New Beginning

A Mismatch Made in Muscle

Love Has a New Beginning

Description

Annie King is a young woman of 23 years, living in Lancaster County, Pennsylvania. She is a free spirit who enjoys living life on her own terms and decides to take up the profession of a nun at the church because God has asked me to do so!

One night, a bad storm hits the county, and the farm that Annie lives on with her parents suffers widespread destruction. Soon after, as if sent from God, James Bosman, a billionaire businessman from Lancaster, comes across the farm. He decides that he wants to help the family by buying their plot of land. The man puts forward a number of ideas and also appoints Annie as his secretary.

Will this new life allow Annie the freedom to marry, or will she be bound to her commitment to the church? She is faced with a difficult decision: start afresh or give in to being bound and shackled by emotions for the rest of her life.

AND LAST OF ALL, CHILDREN, remember that every time you fall into any trouble, don’t be afraid. In such situations, always have faith and God will come to your aid. Jesus loves you; He loves all of us equally! There are no rich, no poor, and no difference in the eyes of the Almighty.

A bunch of little faces stared at Annie as she spoke, a certain look of inquisitiveness in their eyes. The whole concept of the Lord did not quite seem to fit in inside their little minds, but they were mesmerized by the way she was speaking, so they listened on. Annie was at her usual animated best, waving around her hands and swaying from time to time as if she was trying to make a point about something.

Just like what happened last week with our dear..., she began again but was cut short this time as a burly man in a pair of slacks and shirt entered the barn.

What are you all up to again? he bellowed in a voice that sent the children scampering out of the building. She remained in her place as her father looked at her. Annie, how many times have I told you? No spiritual classes while you are working! Why can’t you be a little more obedient? Will it harm so much if you keep this thing aside for later in the day?

I’m sorry papa, she said, looking down at the ground, But the children were all so interested I could not control myself.

These children! the man cursed. Anyhow, forget it! Here, take this bale of hay over to your mother in the stable. The horses have to be fed. Have you fed the chickens?

A look of guilt appeared on her face. Her father sulked. Come on get it done now, will you? Here, take this bag, he said and thrust a heavy sack of chicken feed in her direction. Annie grabbed hold of it and immediately made a dash for the chicken coop.

Come and get the hay once you are done with the chickens, her father shouted after her. And don’t you dare forget!

Annie made the short run under the scorching sun to the chicken coop. She sat down in the cool shade of the big tree that grew overhead and protected the chickens. She poured out the chicken feed into the designated spots. Having caught her breath, she once again dashed back to the barn where she picked up the bale of hay and made for the stables at the far end of the farm.

Though the hay was light, carrying it along was not easy since the hay poked her from time to time and tickled her. Besides, it was annoyingly hot, and the sun felt like it had gained some kind of renewed energy that gave it extra motivation to shine harder. The parched earth underneath her feet was bone dry, and she scurried along as best as she could until the stables came into view. It was an old wooden building with a patched roof. The place bore signs of severe negligence with pock-marked walls and a broken entrance. It was a lucky thing for the family that there were no rustlers or cattle thieves in the neighborhood, else they would have made merry on their property.

About time! Annie’s mother said as she put down the bale of hay close to the entrance of the stable. Don’t be surprised if the horses give you an almighty kick the next time you go riding on them! You are always messing around with their food.

Sorry mother, but I was in the chicken coop, she said in an apologetic tone.

The chickens too? her mother cried out in surprise. My dear Annie, these are all the animals we have left on the farm! If you don’t treat them right, they will all disappear. What made you forget to feed the chickens?

I did not forget mother; I was just late. The children were– she began to speak. Her mother lifted a hand. Oh okay, I got your point. Now take this hay and get busy feeding the horses. I need to get back to the house and see how the cooking is coming along.

She handed over the keys to the stable to her daughter and walked toward home. Annie untied the hay and hauled it over to the place where the