Hidden Truth Book 1
Christian Romantic Suspense
stayed hidden, not as long as he was willing to kill innocent people
until he found her. The question was, had he stopped killing people,
or was she next on his list?”
part of an international crime family, she flees Paris with their
newborn and returns to her childhood home in New Hampshire, where
she’ll gather her inheritance before she disappears forever. She’ll
do whatever it takes to protect her son from his criminal father.
protect her and her son, whether she wants his help or not.
decide what—and who—she’ll have to sacrifice to save her son.
Rae was turning the page when a creak startled her. She set the album on the bed beside her, then listened.
A whispered word. “Hurry.”
Rae’s pulse raced. Had Julien found her? Had she waited a day too long?
She slid off the bed and tiptoed down the hall and into the bedroom where her phone was charging. She closed the door behind her, then grabbed the cell and dialed 9-1-1.
“What’s your emergen—”
“There someone in my house,” she whispered. “At least two people.” She stepped in front of the cradle, stared at the door, and recited her address.
After the operator had asked all the required questions, Rae dropped the phone on the bed. She flipped on the closet light. The baby snored gently while Rae searched her old closet for something, anything... She grabbed an award she’d won for an article in the local paper—an oversize brass pen on a stone stand. That might do some damage. She returned to her place between the door and her child, lifted the award in her right hand, and prepared to swing it.
Seconds ticked by. She heard nothing. No voices. No footsteps. No doors opening or closing. Minutes passed. Years. She pleaded with the silence. Protect Johnny, please. Just keep him safe.
peered down the stairs, toward the street, at the sidewalk. Her
sister and her daughter had been there just a moment before. They
should have been staring back up at her, waving, smiling. But they
She thought they’d never find her…
He swore he’d never play the hero again.
Can Nate and Marisa unravel the years-old mystery and bring her daughter home?
view, then an arm. Then a man came from behind the door and lifted
his finger to his lips.”
He had no idea it was so bad.
a midnight summons to the ER reveals the drug problem is more
serious than he thought. Desperate to get his son away from negative
influences, he asks a beautiful and kind new friend who owns rental
properties for a place to stay.
a lake cabin where they can regroup. She helps him search for a good
rehab facility and tries not to hope for more than friendship. After
what she’s been through, more isn’t an option, no matter what her
But that becomes the least of their problems when a package planted in
Garrison’s car lures enemies to the idyllic cabin on the lake. With
their lives—and love—on the line, can they protect all they hold dear?
him. But she had to do what she could for Eric. Maybe Carlos would
let her see him one last time. She took Carlos’s hand, swallowed a
sob, and stepped into the house."
A lost little boy steals his heart.
She’ll do anything to keep her son safe.
The past catches up with them.
Robin Patchen writes contemporary Christian suspense, romance, and romantic
suspense. Her books are often set in New England, where she grew up.
She creates strong, protective heroes and intelligent, courageous
and traveling. If she could combine them, she’d spend a lot of time
sitting in front of her laptop at sidewalk cafes and ski lodges and
beachside burger joints. She’d visit every place in the entire
world—twice, if possible—and craft stories and tell people about
her Savior. Alas, time is too short and money is too scarce for Robin
to traipse all over the globe, even if her husband and kids wanted to
go with her. So she stays in Oklahoma, shares the Good News when she
can, and writes to illustrate the unending grace of God through the
power and magic of story.
By Robin Patchen
They say write what you know. Maybe I’ve led a boring life, but I don’t know all that much interesting stuff. I’ve covered some subjects I know well. For instance, in the third book in the Hidden Truth series, Generous Lies, I wrote about a father trying to rescue his son from drug addiction. Unfortunately, I navigated that particular minefield with my older son. (Thank God Nick has been sober for over two years and is doing great!)
I’ve written a number of stories with heroines who have events in their pasts they’re ashamed of, and perhaps many of their feelings stem from my own.
But honestly, I’ve lived a pretty mundane life. I can’t say that when I wrote about an international crime family in Convenient Lies or a company filled with crooked mortgage brokers in Twisted Lies that I was writing from experience. (By the way, if you’d like to sample my writing for free, click here to download Convenient Lies for free.)
Usually, I don’t write what I know. But I do write WHO I know.
Not that my characters are carbon copies of people in my life—please don’t start looking for my best friends or worst enemies in my books. But often, I’ll give a character a personality quirk that I observed in a friend. I’ve given characters similar speech patterns as people I know, and similar facial expressions. I’ve used professions and attitudes of friends, too.
But in my latest book, I went farther than that. I actually patterned a character off my youngest son, Jacob.
In Innocent Lies, Daniel is an eight-year-old who’s left in the woods alone. He’s scared he’s never going to see his mom again and worried about trusting the police officer who finds him and terrified of the dog that looks like he’s about to attack. But Daniel is also adorably cute, just like my Jacob. He wears glasses like Jake. He loves to skateboard like Jake did at that age. He’s super smart and very talented, just like my boy.
I don’t know why I did it. Maybe because I needed a little boy, and Jake is somebody I knew well. Maybe because I miss little eight-year-old Jake. Not that sixteen-year-old Jake isn’t awesome, but he’s not the same. Maybe because I couldn’t think of any better personality traits than those I could find in my own kid. And maybe I’m a little biased.
But really, isn’t he adorable?
Jake… er, Daniel doesn’t play much of a role in Innocent Lies, but he does start and end the story.
And then there’s the dog, Magic, who looks suspiciously like my Dixie. And acts like her. And runs like her.
So I don’t write what I know, I write who I know—and I put them in situations I wouldn’t wish on any real folks I’ve ever met. So maybe you don’t want to get too close to me. You could be next.
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