My name is Jerusha. It means
"possession" in Hebrew and I know exactly whose possession I am---Yahweh's, and, of course, my famous Daddy's, Archbishop Powell. But someday, I'll belong to someone else. My husband. I don't know him yet but that guy must be no less than my Daddy in riches....and all. The nominations are still open, though.
The whole Christian world watches me. My holier-than-thou siblings expect me to follow their perfect paths. Soft. Kind. Rule-following. That's not me. I can't live like they do. Nay. Not yet. What's life about? Living and enjoying!
You know, I'm supposed to forgive, supposed to have a big heart... but there are two things I can't forgive. No, scratch that-two people. Raymond and Sienna. They set me up and got me into a big trouble!
I've got backup. Skylar, the politician's daughter, and Justine, the business mogul's kid. My amazingly crazy besties, my ride-or-dies. Together, we've got a mission. Just hoping we stay strong and that Yahweh doesn't show up.
You know what they say: many are the plans in a man's heart but...
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.