You just lost the one you loved so much, and wanted to grow old together with. The morning after the funeral you wake up in your bed, by yourself, and the realization hits you. "I'm a widow." Or, "I'm a widower." What now? What becomes of the remainder of your life?
Two people. A man and a woman. They’ve never met each other. But they have something in common. Each had suffered the loss of the one who had meant the most to them. The one they had chosen to be their life partner. Both were lonely. The affairs of life, and the attempts to stay busy to keep the memories at bay, and the heartbreak from returning anew, never seemed to cover the emptiness each felt.
Would that emptiness be their lot for the remainder of their days? Or would, someday, somehow, and from somewhere, new love come their way? Did they even have the right to wish for new love to come along? Did they deserve to find love again, or was that just selfish dreaming on their part?
A Christian Steampunk love story. A story about facing the grief of the loss of a spouse and learning that it is okay to find new love again after loss. A story about second chances. A widows romance story. Widows and widowers can find love after losing a spouse, for those who desire to love again, that is. A story of reliance on faith, returning to faith, and trusting in divine Providence. A story of chance meetings, which are not really by chance, but are answers to prayer. A story of hope renewed and second chances.
A Steampunk adventure love story. A story about facing death in an epic adventure. Five people in a fragile lighter than air airship, flying high over the ocean, through a storm that threatened to break apart their tiny ship, and plunge them to a certain death far below..
The wind, the lightning and even the rain and hail battered the lighter than air airship sailing four thousand feet above the raging ocean below. Now blown far off course, the craft was now vulnerable and at the mercy of the raging storm outside. Would the five people aboard survive the night? Or find themselves dropping headlong to the surface below, and to certain death?
It was their honeymoon cruise. And the maiden vge of the airship which had been Christened ‘Abigail,’ named in honor of Josias Lancaster’s long ago passed fiancée. Now Josias’ after his years of grieving his loss, finds love again, and now the two will live the dream Josias and Abigail never got to enjoy.
Their destination was Paris. But they never reached Paris. Instead they found themselves lost somewhere over the Atlantic Ocean far to the south of their desired course. And things were about to become, shall we say, interesting for those aboard the tiny airship.
This is Book 2 of the 'Legacy of Abigail' series. The story in this volume is complete on its own, but surely you will want to read more. There is enough of the backstory contained within this story, if you have not read the prior volume to enjoy and understand this story. The next volume, 'When Love Finds Hannah,' continues the adventure.
(An excerpt from the book)
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Ann Lancaster awoke in a fright. Something was wrong. She felt herself about to be tossed from the bed. Laying on her back, with her right hand, she punched Josias who was sleeping next to her. The tossing from the bed did not happen, but the fear of it remained.
Shocked out of a deep sleep, he awoke and instantly sat up in bed. Then he almost fell over, and would have, had he not thrown out both hands against the mattress to steady himself.
The ship was rolling. Rolling severely from side to side. Against the closed window panes behind them, the whistle of angry winds buffeted the glass. They were flying above the ocean through the midst of a storm. And it was no meek storm.
The ship was swinging from side to side, and now a hard bump jolted it, and sent Ann’s heart pounding with fear. “What’s happening, Honey?” she asked, in a hoarse whisper.
“A storm,” he answered, in the low whispery quality which was his voice. “It seems to be a big one.”
A Gaslight fantasy novel. Elijah Weatherspoon's world is turned topsy turvy when he unknowingly releases a genie from an old clock he had just bought. Just a plain old windup clock in a brass housing which is formed in the shape of a castle. Who would have known what was inside the old clock?
But now here he was sitting on a park bench, and on a bench across from him, the strangest of characters. A genie, so it turns out. But now that the genie is free from the clock which had been his prison for more years than he would tell, he owes Elijah the customary three wishes. But will he pay up?
Genies are not all the legends and old stories tell them to be. One can not always expect them to fulfil their promises. Three wishes? Elijah Weatherspoon was soon to find out the true nature of those promises. A comic tale of facing mizerhood head on, and learning what really matters in life.
When one is fortunate enough to find a mysterious lamp, rubbing the lamp will free the genie who has been imprisoned within that lamp for a thousand years. Out of gratitude, the genie is empowered to grant you your desires in the form of wishes. Usually three wishes.
But what happen if the genie has a whole different idea about gratitude for his release and your wishes are turned upside down? Instead of good fortune, you receive the opposite. And the genie seems more interested in playing tricks on you than on granting your wishes.
That's what Elijah Weatherspoon found, to his dismay. Seeming all misfortune contrary to the wishes he asks for. He asks for riches. He asked for good health and a long life. He asked for prestige and influence within the circle of important men.
What comes his way seems to be the very opposite. Now his world is turned topsy turvy. And he wishes he had never bought that cursed clock.
A gaslight fantasy novel. It was just a plain package wrapped in plain brown paper and tied together with twine. There was no forwarding address, nor was there a return address. There was only, printed on one side, a name. “Miss Penny.” A story of strange things happening in the night, of betrayal, manipulation, failure, and finally, redemption and second chances.
Almost a century before, a woman named Penny was murdered on the eve of her wedding, by the man who had promised to take her as his wife. The story was revealed in an old, yellowed newspaper. Was that Penny the one who’s name was on the package containing the wedding dress?
Now, two friends, both co-workers in the dead letter department of the Post Office, find a mysterious package left on the front step of the Post Office building. Opening the package, they find an aged and faded wedding dress. But something came along with the dress. Something sinister, and frightening. Something to make the hairs on the back of your neck stand up.
Was it just in his head? Or was it a real haunting? Was the wailing, and the sound of a woman's voice in his room at night really linked in any way to the faded old wedding dress? Was she searching for the dress, and what did it really mean to her? Assuming the voice was actually that of a woman. Dead or otherwise. Or was he simply going crazy and imagining it all? Is it a ghost story, or rather a psychological thriller? Read it and come to your own conclusion.
Hannah was pretty. Most would probably say that she was more than pretty. She was beautiful. But Hannah never saw herself that way. Just the opposite. After all, not one man among her people has ever tried to court her. Her mother never told her she was pretty. Nor did her sister.
But her sister had all the men she wanted. Surely her sister was prettier, and thus the men liked her better. No man would ever find Hannah beautiful enough to love. After all, her sister who is much prettier than she is was rejected and left at the alter by a man who left for another. Another whom he said was much more beautiful. If that happened to her sister, what hope is there for Hannah?
Hannah was just a nurse by occupation. But she was not the type of nurse that holds the respect and prestige we usually associate with those in that field. She was a junior nurse and her job was doing the tasks regular nurses held to be below their station. Her work was boring, low paying, and without praise or recognition. She held no status within the nursing occupation. How was she to ever to attract the attention of a good man who would love her and make her the wife she longed to be?
She knew what her future would amount to. She would do what she now did, and always would do, even into her old age. And it would be a lonely life and an even lonelier old age.
But, she did not count on the stranger who’s care she was assigned to. A man who came out of the unknown west. He was a crew member on a flying ship which came to her isolated island in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, and he and his fellow crew members on that airship do not look like her people.
She tended to him as his nurse while he is convulsing from an injury. Now she found something stirring within her which was new and strange. But surely, he could not learn to love her. She's not pretty enough, she tells herself. After he recovers from his injuries, he will leave and return to his people and his home. But he has different thoughts on the matter.
A Slow Burn Romance. Love was right before Sarah Vandergriff's eyes all the while, but she refused to see it. Bryan Wimberly had loved her from the time of their early teen years. She liked him in return, but not in the way he wanted her to like him. He was her best chum. Even her confidant. He was the one she enjoyed being with. Why couldn't he just be content to be that close friend to her? Why did he have to want so much more?
There was nothing amiss about Bryan in her judgement. He simply was not what she believed she desired in a man. That ideal man would be a very masculine and sophisticated man. He would be a man of the world. Rugged, mysterious, and the image of the knight in shining armour who would come to her, capture her hand and heart and carry her away to his mysterious and romantic castle far away.
Then she met a man like that. Two such men, actually. But they both turned out to not be what her dreams had always told her such a man like that would be like. In life, not dreams and fairy tales.
Then everything changed for Sarah. In a moment's time, her world changed, and nothing would ever be the same again. The accident left her without the use of her legs. She would never walk again. And, to make it worse, if it could possibly be worse, the man of her dreams, the kind she had dreamed of since her youth, and the one who had promised to make her his wife, betrayed and abandoned her. Now she knew. No man would want her. Of that she was convinced.
But Bryan wanted her. He had never wavered in his love for her. What would it take to get her to see what was there all along?
You first met Sarah Vandergriff and Bryan Wimberly in the first book of the series, ‘A Ship Called Abigail.’ Both just kids, just now thirteen years old, they quickly became the best of friends. For Sarah, Bryan was her best chum. For Bryan, his feelings were more. We know the tension that existed between them. The slow burn. As we read the story, we wondered, would Sarah ever come to her senses and recognize what everyone but she saw?
Now in the concluding story of the series, ‘An Empty Quiet Place,’ both are now grown into young adults. Still close as friends, Sarah’s still sees him as just her closest friend, while Bryan’s feelings for her have grown to become so much more.
For everyone who has desperately prayed for a loved one, even when that loved one has given up on themself, and loses all hope. But you have not given up on them. And you will keep praying for them.
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Must read Christian Steampunk romance novels. Good clean Christian romance set in a Steampunk world. Victorian Style Romantasy Fiction. Feel-good stories with emotional depth by author Dan Dooley
The Legacy of Abigail consists of a four book series.
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A Ship Called Abigail A Steampunk romance novel. A dream is born, and a dream dies. But new love comes after loss, and a lighter than airship finishes construction and takes on the name of a lost love.
Legacy of Abigail Book #1
Voyage of Abigail A dream finally realized, almost ends in disaster and loss of life. But out of near tragedy comes new life and new hope. A Steampunk adventure over stormy seas.
Legacy of Abigail Book #2
When Love Finds Hannah Two people from worlds apart find each other and find love. And a people and their civilization is saved. The romantic Steampunk adventure continues.
Legacy of Abigail Book #3
An Empty Quiet Pkace She could deny the love that was right before her eyes, but it was not to be denied. An accident with tragic results was not going to stop the love that was meant to be. The concluding story in the series.
Legacy of Abigail Book #4
Mister Weatherspoon's Unfortunate Clock Genies are not all the legends and old stories tell them to be. One can not always expect them to fulfil their promises. A comic tale of facing mizerhood head on, and learning what really matters in life. A gaslight Fiction novel
Miss Penny's Wedding Dress It was simply an old and faded wedding dress. What seemed to come along, as though attached to the dress was a hair-raising nightmare for one young man. A gaslight Fiction novel
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You just lost through death, the one you loved so much, and wanted to grow old together with. The morning after the funeral you wake up in the bed, by yourself, and the realization hits you. "I'm a widow." Or, "I'm a widower." Something you never in your worst nightmares thought would happen to you. But now here you are. What now? What becomes of the remainder of your life?
