Saving Lily - The Enders Game
Some people call it destiny, while others call it "the way life works."
It doesn't matter the name you want to give to it. The point is that all of us have a personal route to follow in life. It has been marked from the beginning of time, and no one can change it, not even ourselves.
Or is there someone able to change our destiny? Capable of playing with it as they choose, planning decades ahead of time, even before we are born. Thinking about how our lives will turn out and what will happen to us. As the best chess player, moving each piece so carefully that each matches precisely the way she wants it. . . Checkmate! Now, you are dead!
Nathan Creekmore thinks he found the perfect woman with whom to spend his life. She is a beautiful young woman. So full of life. . .she is just perfect. As we all should know by now, perfection isn't real. Behind that pretty face, a religious fanatic woman is part of a plan to turn Nathan's life into his worst nightmare.
How will he survive? . . if he does survive that is.
The Robin's Nest
When we think of American slavery, we imagine poor, dark-skinned people picking cotton from plantations belonging to wealthy, white individuals. In his novel, “The Robin’s Nest,” Rockridge takes us back to 1841 to a plantation unlike any other.
Often, plantations were poorly managed, indebted to crooked financiers, turning them into easy prey. Commonly, the plantation lords were short both in wit and brains. They were pitiful and clueless businessmen, ignorant of the danger caused by their tireless naivety. Wiser, unscrupulous men robbed their assets, hauling them away to distant auctions, selling them to the highest bidder, or vanishing the witless landlords to occupy their beloved lands.
Nathan Creekmore was on a fast track to becoming part of another statistic. He decided to involve himself in a business venture designed to erase his past’s relics. Especially removing his childhood memories when he was raised in Nathaniel White’s abusive home. To achieve this, Nathan spent his inheritance’s last dollar on buying seven New Orleans beauties. How to use those females for profit is a matter for another one to decide.
The mother robin, nesting by the well, would whisper business specifics to him. At least that’s what a closet abolitionist/preacher told him the day he suggested the business plan to him. Busted, having no cash available to survive until his new venture took root, Nathan mortgaged his entire estate. The contract contained specific stipulations that, if ignored, would threaten his estate’s ownership. Signing the agreement, Nathan thought nothing could go wrong, could it?
Lurking in the shadows was an undercover U.S. Marshal, hoping to secure a fifteen-year-old white girl whom someone took from an orphanage. The kidnapping happened about the same time Nathan procured his seven fancies. Waiting to be solved, also, was a killing spree going back twenty years. The lawman has narrowed his chase to three men: Soanso, soanso, and of course, Nathan Creekmore.
With corruption in the air, the Creekmore’s citizens struggled to keep their heads above the ground. Particularly six-foot up instead of the six-foot underground in a place where the very forces that created life threatened to take it all away.