Hope in My Heart is a collection of short, heartwarming stories with characters in need of hope.
In Love Unexpected,a car crash brings commitment-wary Sebastian and career woman Chandra together. Neither is looking for romance, but those around them see the potential, and Sebastian and Chandra discover that sometimes love shows up unexpectedly.
Christmastime is the setting for the middle story, The Best Gift. Christina desires to lose ten pounds so she can fit into her dress for her sister's wedding. Jordan
wishes her mom would stop trying to marry her off. And Joshua hopes to
be reunited with his ex-girlfriend but eventually learns that the best
gift this Christmas will be the restoration of his relationship with
God.
In Peace and Love, three characters living in a metropolitan area are desperately searching. Elle, a starving artist, aspires to become a paid professional. Eric, a divorce attorney, wants to resolve his issues concerning his parents' divorce. Kristine anticipates finding her birth mom before she marries Derek. All characters pray their searches will conclude this holiday season and fill their hearts with peace and love.
In Peace and Love, three characters living in a metropolitan area are desperately searching. Elle, a starving artist, aspires to become a paid professional. Eric, a divorce attorney, wants to resolve his issues concerning his parents' divorce. Kristine anticipates finding her birth mom before she marries Derek. All characters pray their searches will conclude this holiday season and fill their hearts with peace and love.
Alexis A. Goring is a writer at heart and a journalist by profession.
She loves the art of storytelling! She was delighted when her first
book, an inspirational romance novella called Hope in My Heart: A
Collection of Heartwarming Stories, released in Sept. 2013.
When Alexis is not working on her next book or chasing down the next big
story for the newspaper where she works as a freelance reporter, she
can be found listening to songs by her most admired musicians, enjoying
the food in cafes/restaurants, shopping at her favorite malls and
spending quality time with loved ones (family and friends). 
Tour Schedule
May 16-- Reading Is My SuperPower
May 17-- Toni Shiloh Prayerfully-Lifted Romance
May 18-- cherylbbookblog
May 19-- Smiling Book Reviews
May 20-- Puddletown Reviews
May 23-- Katie's Clean Book Collection
May 24-- Just Commonly
May 25-- Mel's Shelves
May 26-- Heidi Reads...
May 27-- Singing Librarian Books
May 17-- Toni Shiloh Prayerfully-Lifted Romance
May 18-- cherylbbookblog
May 19-- Smiling Book Reviews
May 20-- Puddletown Reviews
May 23-- Katie's Clean Book Collection
May 24-- Just Commonly
May 25-- Mel's Shelves
May 26-- Heidi Reads...
May 27-- Singing Librarian Books
Chandra was driving down the highway with a heavy foot on the
accelerator. The music in her Mazda Miata coupe was blaring and she was
happy. She planned to return to work before lunch break was over, and it
looked like she was going to meet her goal in exactly ten minutes. As
Chandra prepared to change lanes for her exit, a car slammed into the
passenger’s side of her vehicle.
Chandra screamed but managed to maintain enough control to steer the car to the side of the road. The car that hit Chandra spun around and ended on the side of the road, not too far from her car. A panicked Chandra immediately hopped out of her car and inspected it for damages. The entire passenger side of her car was dented.
“Oh no!” Chandra crumpled to the bare cement beside her car and buried her head in her hands.
Meanwhile, the driver who had caused the accident emerged from his Jeep and checked the damages. The entire driver’s side of his car was scratched and mildly dented. He was inspecting the damage when he heard crying. He turned around and went to see the lady he had run into. He should have known not to text while driving.
“Hey, lady, I’m so sorry!” he apologized. “Are you okay?”
“No!” Chandra screamed as she struggled to rise to her feet. “Why weren’t you looking where you were going?”
“Listen, lady,” the man replied as he retrieved his phone from his jean pocket. “Let’s not get upset. I’m going to call the cops, and we’ll be out of here in an hour.”
“An hour?” Chandra cried. “I’ve got be at work in ten minutes!”
The man looked at her. “Well, what do you propose we do?”
Chandra scrambled, pulling out her purse out of her car then running back to the man who had caused the accident. “Give me your name and number and we’ll settle this later.”
“Fine.” The man embodied tall, dark, and handsome. “But I’m going to take your license plate number in case you forget.”
“Fine,” Chandra replied before pulling out a notepad from her purse and looking over at the man’s license plate. She quickly penned his tag numbers and then looked up at his broad six foot frame. “Here.” She scribbled her name, tag number, insurance information, and cell number on a separate piece of paper and handed it to him. “That’s all the information you’ll need for your insurance agent.”
“And you’re sure that you don’t want to call the cops?” the man asked.
“Yes!” a somewhat annoyed Chandra answered. “Now write your contact information on this paper so I can call my insurance company from work.”
Wow, this woman was bossy—just like his sister. But he obeyed her order.
After exchanging information, Chandra read the stranger’s name out loud. “Sebastian Carter. Why does that sound familiar?”
“I’m a personal trainer for some celebrities,” he replied.
“Like who?” Chandra asked before remembering that she had limited time to return to the office. “Oh, never mind! I have to go.” She hurried to her car.
“Drive safely, lady!” Sebastian called. He glanced at the paper she gave him. “I mean drive safely, Chandra!”
“I was driving safely,” Chandra called back. “You need to look where you’re going!”
Chandra screamed but managed to maintain enough control to steer the car to the side of the road. The car that hit Chandra spun around and ended on the side of the road, not too far from her car. A panicked Chandra immediately hopped out of her car and inspected it for damages. The entire passenger side of her car was dented.
“Oh no!” Chandra crumpled to the bare cement beside her car and buried her head in her hands.
Meanwhile, the driver who had caused the accident emerged from his Jeep and checked the damages. The entire driver’s side of his car was scratched and mildly dented. He was inspecting the damage when he heard crying. He turned around and went to see the lady he had run into. He should have known not to text while driving.
“Hey, lady, I’m so sorry!” he apologized. “Are you okay?”
“No!” Chandra screamed as she struggled to rise to her feet. “Why weren’t you looking where you were going?”
“Listen, lady,” the man replied as he retrieved his phone from his jean pocket. “Let’s not get upset. I’m going to call the cops, and we’ll be out of here in an hour.”
“An hour?” Chandra cried. “I’ve got be at work in ten minutes!”
The man looked at her. “Well, what do you propose we do?”
Chandra scrambled, pulling out her purse out of her car then running back to the man who had caused the accident. “Give me your name and number and we’ll settle this later.”
“Fine.” The man embodied tall, dark, and handsome. “But I’m going to take your license plate number in case you forget.”
“Fine,” Chandra replied before pulling out a notepad from her purse and looking over at the man’s license plate. She quickly penned his tag numbers and then looked up at his broad six foot frame. “Here.” She scribbled her name, tag number, insurance information, and cell number on a separate piece of paper and handed it to him. “That’s all the information you’ll need for your insurance agent.”
“And you’re sure that you don’t want to call the cops?” the man asked.
“Yes!” a somewhat annoyed Chandra answered. “Now write your contact information on this paper so I can call my insurance company from work.”
Wow, this woman was bossy—just like his sister. But he obeyed her order.
After exchanging information, Chandra read the stranger’s name out loud. “Sebastian Carter. Why does that sound familiar?”
“I’m a personal trainer for some celebrities,” he replied.
“Like who?” Chandra asked before remembering that she had limited time to return to the office. “Oh, never mind! I have to go.” She hurried to her car.
“Drive safely, lady!” Sebastian called. He glanced at the paper she gave him. “I mean drive safely, Chandra!”
“I was driving safely,” Chandra called back. “You need to look where you’re going!”
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