With all of my book's each one holds a special place in my heart. As I release a new one into the world it's like I have watched one of my babies take their first step. I feel protective and eager to balance them if they start to struggle. So this next series that I have started is very close to my heart. Before I tell you the name let me tell you a little about the back story. 

I was hit with inspiration in three different ways with this series. One happen when I went to Quannah Parker Star House. As I walked in the same steps as this great leader. I thought of what his life would have been like if his parents were to stay together. The next hit was when I remembered a movie that my sister and I watched growing up. So I ordered it and have watched it several more times. The movie is Stolen Woman Capture Hearts, with Michael Greyeyes and Janine Turner. The true story is based around Anna Brewster that was capture and over time fall in love with a Chief. 
The next hit was with my sister had done reach on our family history on my Dad side. As she was digging she found out that we had an "Aunt Hannah" that was capture by the Kiowas. She later escaped and hid in a cave until she was found. You can read about it under Mcdonald Massacre in Harper Texas.
These stories the white woman loved and was brought back to white sociality to be shunned. Most died of broken hearts. Now don't get me wrong yes we have had bad events in history but my heart hurts for the love that was lost. I look at my own life, my oldest daughter is biracial. I think of the time that her father and I were together and how I could have missed out on such a blessing of not having her.

Forbidden Love is a very strong feeling of affection towards someone you are romantically or sexually attracted to. 

Saying this I believe Love sees no color or race it's just Love. Over the years there been forbidden Love stories. Couples that have either fought for Love or been forbidden to Love. Here are just a few. Beatice & Dante, Romeo & Juliet, Ricard & Mildred Loving, Cynthia Ann Parker & Peta Nocona. 
This hit home to me in more than one way. So I have decided to do a series called Native Sun Series. It is a series based on Native American warriors that have loved and beat the odds of all sociality. 
The first book is called Apache Sun. Stay tuned, I will be releasing the model for this cover in a few days. I am so blessed to have him for my book. He is very well known and has been in several movies. 

Thank you all for everything.

God Bless,
Christine

Hello Readers! 
I thought I would jump on here and fill you all in with what is happening and how my progress is going. 
So, I'm still doing physical therapy and PTSD therapy every week. Although, I feel stronger every day the road is still long ahead. Don't get me wrong, I still have bad days; but, overall I feel stronger!!

My goal this summer is to learn how to shoot using one arm. I'm going to try crossbow first. I'm receiving help from Oklahoma Wheeling Sportsmen. So this will be a very new experience for me. Wish me luck. I will let everyone know how this process works.

As for my writing, I am finishing up Hans!! Yes, you heard me it is almost ready to stamp complete with edits, and upload to amazon. This cover is one of the best I think. Nick Hawk did such a great job modeling. He has been very encouraging to me with my ideas for stories. I truly consider him a friend.

In addition, I have three more good-looking models that I just signed on to do book covers for me. I can't wait to share them with you all. 

I have been asked here lately what I'm working on? When I'm not editing my stories. I'm currently working on a Native American romance. This will be a series called Native Sun Series. I got inspiration when I was at Quanah Parker Star house in Cache Oklahoma. More details to come on this. 

I am also started writing a story that takes place in Puerto Rico. This will be a Travel
Love series, More on that to come!!

Well, I hope everyone has a great rest of their week and weekend.

Lots of Love,
Christine

Hello everyone! I hope everyone is safe & healthy. So sorry it has been so long since my last update. To catch everyone up on how I'm progressing. Since my last post, I have had wrist surgery and manipulation done on my shoulder and elbow. I have been released to do physical therapy, which I go to three times a week. I hate it! Although, I know that I have to do it to gain my strength back.
I'm trying to stay positive through this all; but, it at times is the hardest thing of all. I know God is good and he alone will see me there this. I know he has a plan for me. Even though I may not see it.
My husband and kids have been the best support team through this whole ordeal. Just when I start to get down on my limits my kids or Dwayne will always lift me.
I can't wait to start writing again. I have three new ideas, new characters ideas. I have been approaching new models for new inspiration. I have a couple of ideas for children's books.
I love all of you and thank every one of you for your support. 

Hello Everyone! So sorry it has been a while since my latest blog I have had some new developments in my condition. Before I get into that I want to say thank you to a few people. I would really like to thank Jan Fursdon and Nicola Layouni for the special gifts of encouragement that I received in the mail. It has been such an encouragement for me to keep going. I would like to also thank my church New Point for the meals that everyone has provided me and my family. To everyone that has donated privately and on my gofundme account I'm beyond touched. Thank you for all the cards and encouraging messages from everyone.

Now you may wonder what is going on, well you see I recently found out that I broke my right wrist in 2 spots and had to have surgery again last Wednesday. yep, it has been an ordeal but I'm getting through it. 
I have had some good days and bad but I'm pushing forward. i have an appointment at the end of the month hoping to get the release to start therapy on my shoulder. i'm pretty limited on what I can do throughout the day. i try to stay busy and not think about writing but that is becoming harder and harder every day.

I have so many new stories that are burning to be told. i'm excited to share them all with you.

before I close this out I want to say thank you to my loving husband Dwayne. He has been by my side since I was injured. he has devoted his extra time to make me feel comfortable as possible. Althrough I can't do much by myself he never complains. We have been married 29 years this month and not a day goes by that I don't think God for bring this special man in my life.

Well, that's it for now, 
God bless you all
Christine

Hello fellow readers, this is Bethany Christine's daughter again.. I will be dictating this blog for my mom since she is unable to type.

Hello my dear friends & family I'm truly grateful and blessed to have another day with all of you. I can't put my emotions into the right words; although I'm going to try. I first want to thank God for giving me another day with my family. I want to thank all those that helped me during my accident along with the process it took to get off that mountain and out from underneath that horse. We ( I ) could have had a different outcome if it wasn't for you all. Thank you doesn't seem like its enough. Stan, Mandy, Steve, Mona and Mason we share a special bond. But my son Matthew Dwayne is my hero in all of this. He administered trauma first aid on me. By cutting my shirt to make sling. He noticed first when I was going into shock and helped me through that.Several times I felt like my son was going to watch his momma die. I just couldn't let him go through that. So I kepted pushing to stay awake and alert. I felt my thoughts slipping and instinctly knew my son knew none of my health information. So I asked him to record me so I could tell him just in case I passed out. I think that was probably one of the hardest things to do. I felt like it was my goodbye video.I think through this whole thing the worst was getting out of Dueblo Canyon on that dam 4wheeler.  You may wonder why not bring the sidebyside well because really it was horseback country. The 4wheeler barely fit. I think I was going in and out of consciousness. I remember Matthew talking to me about my sweet grandbabies while my Uncle Stan tried to find the easiest pathout of that "hell canyon." I guess there was a reason why they call it Dublow. After an hour which felt like forever I finally see our camp. As I was greeted with concern worried looks acrossed  everyones faces, I knew it was bad. My only thought was get me to the hospital yet I knew this was not going to be easy task. We were so far back in that mountain.My Uncle Stan that I remember helped me into my jeep which wasn't easy at all!! Yet I did it. I noticed my son running around grabbing our stuff and throwing it in my jeep. He was determined to get me out of there quick. As I quickly said my goodbyes Matt GPS'ed the closest hospital. As the jeep doors shut Matt said " momma I need to get you off this mountain quick; but, I will go as easy as I can." It took us 2 and half hours to get to the main road. Not because he took his time; but, because that is how far up that mountain we were. During that 2 and half hours i felt myself go in and out. I tried to hold my thoughts together yet it was so hard. I knew I had done something bad to my shoulder and ribs. I hit my head ;but felt for cuts or blood and found nothing but really sore spots. Just when I thought I was going to fall to sleep Matt would start talking to me again trying to keep me engaged. I finally see the main paved smooth road ahead and think soon I will have a smooth surface soon. Because the road we were on felt like a bumpy rock riverbed. As we pull onto the main road we finally get phone service. We have an hour to go unill we reach the hospital. As we arrived matt quickly gets me in as soon rushed back. My accient happened at 10:00 am it was now 4:00pm. I noticed my son sitting in a chair with his phone in his hands with the look on his face that he was dreading to have to make the call to his dad. I heard matt let out a big sigh as he began to explain what happened to his dad. I could only imagine what that was like for Dwayne to receive that call. After that one call to Dwayne my phone blew up with people calling. After serval test I find out my shoulder it broken in 3 spots and I have 3 broken ribs. The trauma ER doctor gave me a few choices
1. Fix it there in Colorado
2. Life flight me home
3. Ambulance could drive me home
4. Matt could drive me.
But it had to be fixed one way or another. I knew instantly that I wanted to come home so I could have surgery. There was no doubt that Dr. Sparks is who I would want. You see some people may not like their local hospital. But I on the other hand have complete faith in my Hospital Alliance Health Ponca City. I knew that I would be in great hands would Dr. Sparks and his staff. So I asked Matt if he would call Mindy Meyer and ask what I needed to do in order to get home. Matt worked with Mindy and made the arrangements for me to come home. Dr Sparks and staff was waiting for me on hand. As I Sat there I knew Matt would worry about me the whole time I wasnt with him. I knew questions would come to his mind. Is momma ok? Is she alive? Is she in pain? I could'nt do that to him. So I choose to have him drive me home. Which was a 10 hour drive. I made the decision to get a hotel after the thought of Matt driving me home. We had been up since daybreak and we both had went through alot. We got a hotel. Not sure how; but, I laid down and tried to get some sleep.
We woke a lot that night in which Matt was always holding my hand.  I even remember him saying " momma I'm here your not alone. " Up to this point Matt held his tears. I thought I had heard him crying sometime during the night. But he always held it together while he was in front of me. The drive home I really dont remember much I think that probably was a good thing. What I do remember was stopping a few times just to get gas. Which I for the first time saw Matt cry since this started. Matt was so sleepy I remember him talking to people on the phone just to stay awake. Actually I would hear him say "momma I'm sorry" or ' momma we are almost home"
Well late that night on Wednesday Oct 14th I arrived home where I was met by Dwayne on the porch. Thursday morning went to see Sparks and was admitted. Finally, I got medication to kill this pain I had been carrying with me. Then, Friday morning had sugery. Not to sure how long i went without meds; but, what matters is my son brought me home to where I was safe and got good care.
 
I feel that God saved me on that mountain on October 13 at 10am. For that I'm truly blessed!!!
I have long road of recovery; but, I can do it. I have made it this far right.

Please dont stop sending your kind words of encouragement. Now sure how I'm going to get through this ordeal; but, one thing for sure God is definitely with me

Hello friends, I hope you have had a wonderful week. Well I wanted to share something very close to my heart today. For those that don't know my Daddy died of pancreatic cancer over 10 years ago. There is not a day that goes by that I don't think of him in one way or another. My dad retired from the union pacific railroad, trains were his thing. However, my dad was also a big game hunter. He has killed all but 2 of the top 10 big game. Which is a pretty big achievement. He had three girl, I being the oldest. He raised us all to hunt, fish and survive on our own. I remember my daddy smiling in the moment when he seen his girls out doing the boys as we were field dressing our game. In turn, I have taught my kids and now my grandkids the same steps in survival. Now, I have went on a lot of hunts in my time; but, never had the opportunity to shoot my game. Until now... Guess what I'm going on my very first elk hunt. I can not be more excited. This has been my hearts desire for a very long time. Although, my husband could not go this time, my son Matt is going with me. It's kind of funny. I was with him when he killed his first deer and now he will be with me when I get my first. I know my dad will not be there; but, in spirit he will. As I was packing my clothes the night before, I was going through some of my dads things. I found a pin with a train engine attached to it with a poem. The poem is YOU CAN DO IT. After reading that it was as if my daddy was giving me a special message from heaven. Now regardless if I get one or not the experience alone and bonding time with my son will be priceless.

Thank you Dad for teaching me things that most women don't even get the opportunity to ever do.

Christine

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Hello friends, sorry for the delay on my blog this week. I have been very busy with life. I recently bought the True West magazine which this month is on Virgil Earp. Which, reminded me of a time when Dwayne and I went to Tombstone Arizona. We had been married for one year and to us, it was our honeymoon. This took place 30 years ago. I can still to this day remember what the feeling was like when I walked down Allen Street, on the wooden boardwalks. I remember closing my eyes and imagining the sound of spurs and rustling of people as they walked by.  We had toured the famous Bird Cage Theatre. It was filled with artifacts of Tombstone from over the years. Yet, I was drawn to the bullet holes that remained in the walls from a time long ago. Wondering who made them and what was their story. We stayed at a B.B. that was one of the coolest places that we had ever stayed at in all the years we have been married. As you walked into the B.B. you were instantly drawn to all the vintage photos along the walls. They were people that had stayed there during the time it was a boarding house, later a residential home, and then a B.B.. They even had the original guest book, I saw John Wayne's signature. He had stayed there when he was filming a movie at one time. When Dwayne and I went to our room we both had noticed that there was a small door in the corner. Now, picture this when I say small I mean like a trapped door. We both were a lot younger and smaller at the time and we both would have had a hard time fitting through it. It was that small. But the curiosity was killing us to see what laid on the other side. Guess what it was??? It was a small narrow ladder that went downstairs. It was for an escape route. Which made my mind go in overdrive. I sat there thinking of what kind of people that used this ladder trying to escape. One of the coolest things about the home was that the owner was wanting their wine cellar bigger for couples to enjoy wine tasting if they wanted to. To do this they had to dig out the cellar. Well, during this process they found human bones!! Yes, human bones, apparently this house was built on an unmarked Chinese cemetery. The University of Arizona came in and moved all the remains to another location. After that Dwayne and I felt very weird about staying there. My mind was always wondering what spirits were lurking in the halls. There was so much history in Tombstone we loved it and have often thought about going back. This was one of my favorite times with my husband.

​Thanks for allowing me to share my memories with you. I would love to hear your thoughts.
Until next week,
Christine

Hello Readers, well, I have had several people ask me a certain question about my books. So I thought I would address it here. The question is. "How can I get so many books out at one time?" The answer is, I have been writing for years. Although, I haven't done anything with them; but, place them on the shelf to sit and collect dust. I didn't have the self-esteem to pursue them further. Until October 2019, when I lost my job that allowed God to open a door for me to start preparing my books for publishing. Thankfully, with the support of my husband Dwayne and my children, I had the confidence to start. Even though I had several books they all needed editing (LOTS OF EDITING) I had to add chapters to some of the books. I had to finish some as well. I have been blessed with a great friend which is my editor. She doesn't want to be recognized so she will be nameless; but, without her none of this would be possible. She has helped me, taught me in so many ways how to write better than I could ever imagine I could. So I would like to say THANK YOU to her. I thought I would take this time as well to talk about what I'm currently working on. Other then what I have scheduled to be released in October, which is Rebekah's Gunslinger which will complete the Guthrie Sisters Series. I'm currently writing My C-Popstar 2 (Name will be different). I have had several requests for more of Vannes & Aimee's story. I'm about halfway done. I have it scheduled to be released beginning of next year.  Along with that, I'm currently working on a series of 5 books which is about 5 musicians. I have completed the first one which is Xavion. Which is scheduled for release in December.
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Well, that's all for now I hope each of you have a blessed day!!

Christine

​I swore to myself that when I became a mother that I wanted to be remembered as a mother that went the extra mile for my children, trying to always make a lasting impression. Well, that has bled over to now as a grandma.This past week has been a very memorable week. I had 5 out of 6 of my grandkids, minusing the baby. Which is a very rare event to have them all at once. Those that may not know my oldest daughter  Bethany is married into the military life. She and her husband Dane have been station all over the country. Which has never allowed them to be close to home so that we could keep our grandkids. As my children were growing up, one of my main focuses was to bring history to life for them. I wanted them to respect it and grab ahold of it, along with seeing the beauty in every part of it. Well now as a grandma that has carried on into my grandkids. So for this week, I wanted to have a special day for my granddaughters and grandsons. It started off with the girls, Lord let me remind you all that there is three of them, one is 4 going on 14, and two 3-year-olds that are 4 months apart, which both are very strong-willed children. haha...Well after thinking about what I could do with them I decided to do "A day as a Princess". I chose to dress up with the girls, we all wore crowns. I had packed a special enchanted lunch for each special princess. We went to the Marland Mansion, after walking the grounds and talking about the life outside of the castle, we finally found a picnic spot and enjoyed our lunch. I had called ahead to the staff at the Mansion so that they were aware we were coming. I was sure we would be getting all kinds of stares, It's one thing to see little girls dress up but grandma was a whole different story. As we walk through the large wooden doors the girls were greeted with smiles as well as addressed as Hello Princesses. I watched as they smiled from ear to ear. As we walked through the halls they walked quietly and very gracefully. As I told them stories of each room they all looked at me with wondered and excitement in their eyes and I knew then that my point had hit home. I think the most favorite part for me was when we went to the ballroom. I had ballroom music playing on my phone, and I got to dance with each of my granddaughters as we talked about being princesses in a castle. To say the least we had a blast. Now as for the boys day it was a little different; but still just as memorable. I wanted to take them to the 101 Miller Brother ranch. Even through my grandboys had already been to the 101 museum I took it to be fresh in their minds when we went to the ranch just outside of Ponca City. When we got to the ranch of course they were expecting a real ranch, not just ruins. Yet, we walked the grounds and talked about every historical marker that was present. We talked about true stories of cowboys and cowgirls. I had brought some of my personal collection of pictures of the 101 ranch, which I pinned pointed the exact place which they were standing once cowboys stood. I could tell it was starting to hit home in their eyes. For lunch I had made a round up cowboy lunch. Just like the cowboys would have ate, beans, cornbread, fried potatoes. Again talking about history and keeping it alive for others. When we were finished they wanted to walk the sidewalks one last time and touch a few of the buildings that were still standing. I stood back a watched a sweet moment.I took them to cowboy hill where 3 graves stand of three special cowboys. Along with a marker that was recognizing the cowboys and cowgirls for all they did on the ranch all those years ago. After explaining it I started to walk away when I heard these words that brought tears to my eyes "Thank you, cowboys, for all that you did on the ranch and for making history." Looking back Mason was standing next to Kavin, with the same look in their eyes that once was in my childrens'. I knew my point was made. So, you may wonder why I blog this long story, It's simple to me history is important. If I have to dress up, make a traditional lunch, throw my pride out the window. Then so be it! For me sharing it with my children, which now sharing it with my grandkids they one day can share it with my great grandkids, all because we made it REAL.