Ditch
Lane Diaries
One-Volume
Collection
D.F.
Jones
Genre: Paranormal Romance, Angels
and Demons,
Metaphysical and Visionary, Fantasy
Angels
Publisher: Jones Media
Date of Publication: 2/07/17
Number of Pages: 635
Word Count: 220,913
ASIN: B01NAPBI0A
Cover Artist: Amanda Northcutt
Jones Media
Book Description:
Angels and Demons Collide in the Ditch
Lane Diaries
The
Ditch Lane Diaries One-Volume Collection, includes Ruby's Choice, Anna's Way,
and Sandy's Story, follow three best friends from college to adulthood while
navigating life's journey, true loves and supernatural powers bestowed by The
Creator as The Chosen to fight in a six-thousand angelic war between good and
evil.
A Prophetic Dreamer, a Divine
Healer, and a Soul Reader.
The Ditch Lane Diaries follows
three childhood friends from college to adulthood.
An afternoon adventure uncovers a
hidden room and mysterious stones in Campbell Ridge cave unlocking their
supernatural powers.
The
prophetic dreamer, Ruby's Choice is a coming of age tale of firsts
including the angst of falling in love. Ruby’s Choice introduces the main
characters of the story while adding a splash of paranormal.
Anna's
Way is the second installment of The Ditch Lane Diaries. Anna is a
healer, and one of The Chosen Wards of The Creator.
However, Anna learns quick that
true love doesn't come in a nice and neat package. She is in love with Jerry
but when she decides to go away to medical school things change.
In Anna's Way, the Ditch Lane
Diaries characters evolve with adult problems. She meets her guardian angel,
Ralph, who teaches Anna how to use her gift to help others without drawing
attention to herself. Anna's friendships and true love is the tie that binds
them together while facing supernatural battles against the master of all evil.
The
clairvoyant, Sandy's Story is the last book of the Ditch Lane Diaries. The fast-paced,
gripping thriller keeps the reader on edge, and the pages turning.
Investigative reporter, Sandy
Cothran follows a murder lead on Music Row which uncovers Luc's Testament along
with a string of related crimes.
Sandy's guardian angel, Baldric
is sworn to protect her but finds himself falling in love with Sandy which
breaks all the rules of heaven and places her in grave danger because Luc is
waiting in the wings on his given moment to pounce.
The Wards of Campbell Ridge fight
with Heaven's Warrior Angels in an epic supernatural battle against Luc and his
demons to save one of The Chosen.
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Excerpt from Ruby’s
Choice book one of the Ditch Lane Diaries
Ruby sat close to Reed
on the drive back to Murfreesboro. There was a wintry chill in the air, and the promise of snow lurked in the late
October sky. The two-lane highway had double yellow lines with no shoulder. As
they approached the stretch of the road called Dead Man’s Curve, Ruby looked up
a second too late to see a deer run out of the woods and dart into the highway
in front of Reed’s car.
“Reed, watch out!” she
screamed.
Reed was driving too fast to react and tried
slamming on his brakes, but he hit the deer. That was when everything seemed to
happen in slow motion. Ruby heard the brakes screech
and smelled burning rubber. She heard the violent
crunch of metal as the car skidded in the gravel toward the ditch. She felt as
if they were slowly floating through the air—and then, all at once, everything
sped up, as Ruby heard the deafening grind of metal, and the car flipped on its
side. Ruby’s head hit the windshield, and then there was nothing.
****
Reed woke to a coppery
taste in his mouth and the smell of burnt rubber and antifreeze. His head ached
with intense pain. It took about a second for him to remember what had
happened. He looked down and found Ruby pinned underneath him. His car was
flipped over on the passenger side. A surge of adrenaline pumped through his
body as he lifted himself off Ruby and gently shook her.
Reed lifted her from
the floorboard and held her in his arms. “Ruby, honey, wake up. Are you okay?”
There was no movement from her. He screamed, “Ruby, baby, can you hear me? Please wake up, Ruby!” His hands shook as he
felt for her pulse. Thank you, sweet
Jesus! She’s alive!
People screamed from
somewhere outside, from the sound, there must’ve been at least a dozen people
at the scene. He heard sirens in the distance as people approached the car.
Brent yelled, “Reed,
help is coming. We’re going to try and place the vehicle upright. Can you hold on to something?”
Reed braced himself
with one arm so he wouldn’t fall on Ruby. With his other arm, he tried to
secure her next to him, gently, so she wouldn’t hit the dash when the
others flipped the car upright.
Brent hollered, “On the
count of three: One! Two! Three!”
The car flipped upright
and bounced like a buggy. Reed cradled Ruby in his arms.
Brent opened the
driver’s side door and started to pull Reed out. Reed screamed, “Wait. I’m not
leaving Ruby. Has anyone called an ambulance?”
Reed glanced up to see the distraught look on
Brent’s face when Brent first noticed Ruby. And then Brent fell backward,
nearly falling. Ruby lay unconscious, almost lifeless in Reed’s arms.
Brent regained his
balance by placing his hand on the roof of the car. His voice quivered, “Reed,
I can see the ambulance lights now. The state trooper is here. Hey man, you’re
bleeding pretty badly.”
Nearing the brink of
hysteria, Reed cried, “Jesus, I don’t care about me. I care about her. I’m
staying here with her.”
Someone handed Brent a
couple of blankets, and his hands shook when
he gave them to Reed. Brent said, “You
need to place this one over Ruby and the other one around you. The paramedics
are here.”
Equipped
with two gurneys, one for Reed and the other for Ruby, the paramedics pulled
Reed from the car. He begged, “Please get Ruby first. I’m okay. Get
Ruby out of the car.” Reed was out of his mind with worry. He tried to punch
one of the paramedics as they were pulling him from the wreckage. He screamed
and cried out, “Ruby! I’m here, darling! I’m not leaving you, baby! I’m right
here!”
Ruby lay unconscious.
Excerpt from Anna’s Way
book two of the Ditch Lane Diaries
Jerry was the first-person Anna saw when she walked into the Glenn’s house. He leaned against the
stairwell with his arms crossed over his chest wearing a navy-blue suit and
black shirt. Jerry’s eyes locked with Anna’s. The molecules in the air charged
with electricity, kicking up a furor of fire flooding Anna with the warmth of
his love.
Jerry’s face lit with a smile,
and it felt like seeing the sun for the first time in years. Her pulse raced, and her fingertips tingled with power.
Anna swiftly looked around the room and didn’t see any sign of Rachel.
Anna made a beeline to Jerry. “I need to talk to you,
alone. I have no idea how because Rachel pops up everywhere. Will you please
talk to me in private?”
Jerry leaned close to her ear and whispered, “When and
where?”
Anna sighed with relief. That was all she needed to hear.
“Sandy intends to feed Rachel cocktails and suggest she go outside to smoke. We might have a few minutes then, okay?”
Jerry’s eyes turned a shade darker. He undressed her with his eyes, and she
trembled, leaving her knees feeling weak. She grabbed onto his hand and held it
tight. “I feel the same way about you.”
Anna noticed Rachel walking out of the kitchen. She quickly turned to Brent, who was talking to George and Lizzie.
Anna placed her arm around Brent’s waist.
Brent smiled down at Anna and circled his arm around her
waist. He whispered, “Are we playing a game?” Anna nodded.
Out of the corner of her eye,
she noticed Jerry tensed and his jaw muscles clenched. She looked down, and Jerry’s right hand balled up into a fist. Hot dog. Jerry’s jealous.
As the afternoon wore on, the neighbors and church folk
began to leave until the only people left were the Glenn family and a few family friends, including Brent, Sandy, Jerry, Rachel, and Anna.
Sandy plied Rachel
with cocktails all afternoon. Sandy winked and nodded to Anna when she led
Rachel outside to the backyard. It was show-time. Anna whirled around the room
and spotted Jerry near the front door watching her. Anna nodded, and he walked up the stairs. Anna
glanced across the backyard once more and made a mad dash up the stairs. She
made the top step and started down the hallway when Jerry opened Ruby’s old
bedroom door and pulled her inside.
Anna threw her arms around his neck, and he circled her waist. Searching his eyes, she said, “I
don’t need a man to complete me. I need love to complete me, and it’s the love
I have for you that makes me whole. I’ve made a ton of mistakes, but there’s
one thing I know for sure. You, Jerry Douglas
McDaniel, are the love of my life.”
Jerry held her face with both hands. “All it took was one
look into your eyes, and I knew I was still crazy for you, all of you, and I can’t go another minute without making
you mine.”
Anna’s eyes widened with
surprise. “What are you saying?”
Jerry brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and
caressed her cheek with the palm of his hand. “I didn’t sleep last night. All I
could do was think about you, about us. I don’t have any proof, but I think
Rachel may have deleted your messages and thrown away your letters. I didn’t think you loved me anymore, Anna. I can’t marry
Rachel. God forgive me. I don’t mean to hurt Rachel, but I don’t love her. I
love you. I always have.”
Jerry leaned in only inches from her face. The warmth of his sweet breath and the spicy scent of his
cologne made it hard for her to breathe. His loving eyes searched hers, saying everything and nothing. Anna’s
adrenaline kicked in high gear. The clarity she had
at this moment was razor sharp.
An emotional force unleashed between
them as Jerry’s warm lips made contact with hers,
and they slammed against the wall. His lips were gentle and rough, alternating
between kissing and sucking her top and bottom
lips. His tongue licked the corners of her mouth,
and he gently traced the outline of her lips before he plunged inside. His knee pushed between her thighs, and her heart skipped a beat
Jerry scooped her up in his arms, carried her over to Ruby’s bed, and lay her down. He traced his fingers along her jawline, down her neck to the swell of her breasts. Jerry pulled back slightly, looking at her as if she were a lost treasure he had just found. He covered her with a blanket of kisses and gently ran his hand over her breast and squeezed, and she stopped him.
Jerry scooped her up in his arms, carried her over to Ruby’s bed, and lay her down. He traced his fingers along her jawline, down her neck to the swell of her breasts. Jerry pulled back slightly, looking at her as if she were a lost treasure he had just found. He covered her with a blanket of kisses and gently ran his hand over her breast and squeezed, and she stopped him.
“Jerry,
we can’t do this, not here in the Glenn’s
house. As bad as I want to make love to you right now, I can’t. I love and respect them.”
Jerry
brushed his fingers over her cheek. “Anna, I’m sorry. The long and short of it
is, I damn well near died when you left. But now I feel like my heart is going
to explode with happiness. I don’t want to let you go.” Anna choked back her
tears and reached up to run her fingers through
his thick hair.
Jerry
kissed her again. “I’m sorry, Anna. I should’ve never agreed to marry Rachel.
It wasn’t fair to her or you. Will you forgive me? I know you may think I’m
nuts, but let’s run away. I want you to run away with me. I’ve always wanted to
marry you. Always. Will you run away with me?”
Anna
kissed him hard and hugged him with all her strength. “In a Tennessee
heartbeat, I will. I’m staying at Ruby’s. What time will you come for me?”
He
rolled onto his side, propped on his
elbow. “I’m not sure yet. It could be late. Will you wait for me? I promise I’ll be there. I have to tell Rachel, and it’s going to get real ugly.”
Anna
couldn’t take her eyes off his face. “Yes, I’ll wait for you. I’ll be ready. If
you like, I could go with you to talk to
Rachel.”
Jerry
pulled her on top of him and ran his hand down the curve of her spine. “Bad
idea.
She’s
jealous about everything, especially you.
It’s my mess, and I’ll clean it up. I
have to go. Rachel will be looking for me, and I don’t want to create a scene
here. I love you, Annabelly.” They sat on the side of the bed. He hugged her
again. “Is this real? Are you really here
with me?”
She
gently touched the side of his face. “I’m here.”
Jerry
walked to the door. He cracked it open
and paused before he strode back over, pulled her up into his arms, and kissed
her one last time. “Damn, I missed you.” Then he left, leaving her standing
next to the bed. Her heart hammered faster than a horse running the Kentucky
Derby.
Anna
pressed her fingers to her lips. She couldn’t believe it. Jerry was coming for
her tonight. Anna stepped over to Ruby’s vanity, picked up a hairbrush, and
began to brush her hair. She opened a tube of coral lipstick and applied it to her lips.
Anna
went over to the door and peeked outside. She didn’t see anyone, so she quickly
walked down the hall and into the
bathroom.
Anna’s
skin flushed pink. It wouldn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out what she
had been doing. Anna began to breathe in
and out slowly to settle her racing pulse. She looked around the drawers in the
cabinets until she found Lee’s makeup case. Anna tried to make herself presentable
before she went back downstairs.
Anna
had waited for ten minutes before she
descended the stairs. On the bottom step, Sandy grabbed her hand and dragged
her outside. Anna followed Sandy around the back of the house. Sandy stopped
and turned to face her.
Sandy
threw her hands in the air in apparent frustration. “Have you lost your mind?
Excerpt
from Sandy’s Story book three of the
Ditch Lane Diaries
Luc’s Testament held the keys
she needed to bring down his network in more places than Nashville. Sandy had
enough ammunition to disrupt Luc’s empire on earth. She held the power in her
hands. Sandy wrapped the large book with a black velvet cloth and secured it
with a leather strap.
Sandy felt weighed down by
Luc’s Testament as if she carried an enormous burden on her back while walking
slowly to her Corvette. She placed the book in the back storage with her Ditch
Lane Diaries master copy, then slid behind the wheel and cranked up the engine.
A stern Baldric appeared in the passenger seat, arms crossed and jaw clenched.
“You can’t stay mad at me
anymore. You’re right. Luc’s Testament has enormous power and contains
everything we need to bring him down. Nailing Cole Steele will be a bonus.
Before we head out to Everglade Farms, I need to stop at the library and make
copies of the pages mentioning Cole. I’ll keep the original book with me.”
Sandy grabbed Baldric by the face and kissed him on the mouth.
Flames of desire shot up her
spine as the kiss lengthened, and she melted into Baldric’s strong arms. Sandy gazed
at him through heavy lids, and a slow smile came to her lips. “You have
sparkles floating in the air all around you. Golden sparkles. What is that?”
“Don’t ask or we won’t make it
to the library or Everglade Farms, and I’m already in deep enough waters with
Seneca.” Baldric held her hand and kissed her fingertips.
Sandy turned up her CD player
and began to rock back and forth to the music from Electric Light Orchestra.
She teased him and sang out the words, “You like me, you love me, you want some
more of me.” She giggled and pulled out onto the highway.
“You’re some kind of woman.” He
laughed.
“Yup, the kind that wants
some.” Baldric’s response to her kiss made her heart flutter with excitement.
It was the middle of February, and her palms were sweating.
Everglade was thirty miles
south of Nashville. Driving down I-65, Sandy’s thoughts raced back to Luc’s
Testament. She’d followed leads on Cole for months. Not a single solitary soul
would even speak to her off the record. Everyone was scared to death of him.
But with the book in her trunk, Sandy had all the answers she needed to nail
Cole to the wall and couldn’t wait until her segment hit the airwaves.
About
the Author:
After graduating Middle Tennessee
State University, I landed a job as a broadcast consultant at the ABC Affiliate
in Nashville, which led me to open an advertising agency. Over the years, I
created many campaigns for my clients and still enjoy developing marketing
materials.
However, in December of 2010, I
became my parent's caregiver. There’s nothing quite like facing mortality to
shake up one’s life. I began my writing my first novel in the late Fall of
2014.
Writing is a source of creative
expression but also releases stress. I know many authors that would disagree
with me. But writing takes me to a place where anything is possible, and
fiction takes me to places made of dreams.
I’m happily married to the love
of my life and my best friend, KJ. We have two gorgeous sons whom I love and
adore more than life itself. I love to laugh, and my husband keeps me in
stitches! I’m a fan of the Tennessee Titans. And I like getting my hands dirty.
Okay, get your mind out of the gutter. I like working in my flower gardens.
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