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California’s gold country, 1850. A time when men sold their souls for a bag of gold and women sold their bodies for a place to sleep.  Angel expects nothing from men but betrayal. Sold into prostitution as a child, she survives by keeping her hatred alive. And what she hates most are the men who use her, leaving her empty and dead inside. Then she meets Michael Hosea. A man who seeks his Father’s heart in everything, Michael Hosea obeys God’s call to marry Angel and to love her unconditionally. Slowly, day by day, he defies Angel’s every bitter expectation until, despite her resistance her frozen heart begins to thaw. But with her unexpected softening come overwhelming feelings of unworthiness and fear. And so Angel runs. Back to the darkness, away from her husband’s pursuing love, terrified of the truth she can no longer deny: Her final healing must come from the One who loves her even more than Michael Hosea does…the One who will never let her go.  A life-changing story of God’s unconditional, redemptive, all-consuming love

[WildWhiskeyTales]

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(sure because the book does start off with Michael seeing angel walk down the street with that big guy lolz)

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Michael Hosea stepped out of his wagon and walked around to the back. He saw a street boy just standing around. He motioned the boy to come here. "Whats your name son?" He asked gently as he smiled at the child. He couldn't be more than eight or nine years old. "Goerge Sir." The boy said. Michael nodded, "Well George. I have a job for you. Will you help me carry all the baskets of fruits into that store right there?" Michael asked the boy. George nodded and grabbed one of them and started inside. Michael smiled and got one of the baskets himself and he started inside. "Thank you Jesus that I had a wonderful crop this year. Without your blessings I would'nt be here selling my fruits." Michael prayed as he turned around with the basket. He looked across the street and saw the most beautiful woman he had ever seen walking down the street. He looked beside her and a big, Tall, Ugly looking fellow was walking right beside the woman. Who was she? He thought.

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Angel walked down the street. She watched as men stared at her. She was used to it. Men wanted her. Magowan walked behin her looking from side to side. Angel passed some carts with fruit. She sighed. When was the last day she had fresh fruit. Duchess was getting cheaper and cheaper as the days went by. Angel looked straight ahead and moved her blonde pure hair over her shoulder. Angel turned at the end of tht block and walked back to the palace. She laughed to herself. Palace. Paradise was anything but a Palace. It was a prison cell. Sure she had the finest of silk and fine foods, but she was a slave. She had to spend thirty minutes with any man that paid for her. She was nothing to them but a good time. She shuddered as she remembered Duke. The one man that put fear in her. He was the only.

(I love when God tells him to marry him. I laughed at his reaction)

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Michael watched the woman walked up the street and back down. "Hey what happened to me fruit?" Joseph asked. He was the Mercantile's owner and Michael's best friend. "Oh I'm sorry Josheph. Hey who is that woman walking up the street." Michael asked not taking his eyes off of her. Joseph shook his head. "Thats Angel. Pair-a-Dice's best Prostitute." Michael almost dropped his basket. "What?" Before Joseph could answer Michael heard. "That one. She will be your wife." Michael shook his head. "But lord...She's a....a Prostitue. surly your mistaken." Michae; whispered looking upward. He then turned to Joseph. "What did you say?" Michael asked him. "I said come on inside and I'll make you an offer on all of this wonderful fruit! This is as good as gold!!" Joseph said as giddy as a child.

(I know! Me too)

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Angel went to her room and took a bath. The water was warm. Tonight she would take in ten men and then be done. She sighed as she scrubbed her skin and then got out. She put on a silk wrap and sat on her bed waiting for the next customer. She heard laughing from the other girl rooms. She looked up as the door opened. She smiled at the guy

Fade to black

Angel was exhausted after the first eight. Only two more to go and she could go to bed. Angel adjusted her wrap and waited. She thought about her mother. Her mother had done this to make means meet. She had taken in all kinds of men. She laughed harshly at the thought of her mother.

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Michael sighed as Joseph handed him the sack of gold. He looked at it and then thanked him. He gathered up his stuff then headed for the Palace. "Are you sure lord?" He asked hesitantly as he stepped out of the wagon and started for the door. "Go Beloved." The lord said. Michael nodded and went inside.
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Michael stood outside of angels door scared to death. Would she think him silly when he tells her that she will marry him? She probably would but the lord told him she would. Had'nt he? Or had it been Michaels desire? Michael slowly lifted his hand and knocked.

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Angel looked up and then said "come in". She was ready to be done for today. She was tired and honestly she was tired. Duchess was making her work hard. Contrary to belief, being a prostitute was very hard work. She looked down at her nose waiting for the guy to come in. She would do what he wanted and then he would be gone. She on wondered what he would be like.

(sorry so short)

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Michael stepped into Angels room and looked around. Not much was in there. He saw a chair, a dresser, and, a bed upon which Angel was sittingg on. Michael gulped and smiled at her. He slowly walked in and shut the door. "Lord please help me." Micheal silently prayed in his head before he sat on the chair in the courner. "How are you this evening?" He asked angel.

(Its fine. Sorry mines so short)