Part black. Part Irish. Part Lumbee Indian.
Wholly determined to protect her family.
Naomi Jackson made a mistake. Born in the tumultuous years following the American Revolution, she embraced change, excitement, and adventure. So when the Devil Bill Williams swaggered into town, she launched into his arms, determined that her love for him could overcome all obstacles.
It couldn't.
Now she has two young children, a life of misery, and a hopeless, desperate desire to escape.
Then David Oxendine arrives for a Christmas visit - and things will never be the same.
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Across the River - an 1800s Black / Native American Novella is the first in a series of novellas about Naomi Jackson's heartfelt, challenging life. These stories are based loosely on author Lisa Shea's real-life ancestor, Naomi Jackson, who was born in 1784 in Guilford County, North Carolina. Naomi's father had been taken from Northern Ireland as a child, while her mother was mixed-blood black, Lumbee, and Irish. Each novella has a cliff-hanger ending, much like Naomi's life.
All author's proceeds from the Naomi Jackson series benefits local battered women's shelters.
An important note for readers of my various series. Normally my content is quite "clean" with little to no swearing, violence, or physical intimacy. With this being based on the immense hardships my ancestor struggled through, I wanted to be authentic to the issues she rose above. This book therefore includes period-appropriate harsh language as well as several scenes of conflict. I gave a great deal of thought to including these and feel they are necessary to fully convey the trials she overcame. I apologize to those who feel uncomfortable reading that style of material.
Please feel free to contact me at my website if you have any questions or comments - I thrive on your feedback.
"It's been seven whole days, seven whole days
Since you paralyzed me
Seven whole days, seven whole days
Since you lost your fight
And I can't get the last words that you said
Can't get those words out of my head
Seven whole days, seven whole days and four words
And I can't get away from the burning pain
I lay awake
And the fallen hero haunts my thoughts
How could you leave me this way?
It's been seven whole days without your embrace
I wanna see your face
I got some things to say
Was just a week ago
You said, "I love you girl"
I said, "I love you more"
Then a breath, a pause, you said
If you say so
If you say so
If you say so
If you say so
It's been seven whole days, seven whole days
Since I heard the phone ring
Seven whole days, seven whole days
Since I heard your voice
And I can't get the last words that you said
Can't get those words out of my head
It's been seven whole days, seven whole days of pure hurt"
In which everyone is pulled into a room to watch a Fem Stiles's life, before and after Wicked took her and turned her into a girl named Mazikeen 'Maze'.