Donna Smith: 28 books

Donna Smith not only lost her young husband to a tragic death, she was powerless to help her only child, a beautiful daughter, who chose a lifestyle of drugs & prostitution and contracted diseases from it. Despite it all, Donna found serenity, & her story, though tragic, is full of hope, encouragement,...

Humankind has always been in search of new ways to harness inner powers to ensure that our full potential can be reached. In Medium9, Smith-Moncrieffe unlocks the secrets of consciousness by taking readers on a fascinating adventure. Experience the power of spiritual energy as ordinary people...

Chances are, if you are a "Sandwich Generationer" you know it. You are expected to caregive to your elderly parents and your grandchildren, or any other garden variety of relatives who are not in your generation. It is a difficult spot to be in, and Sandwich Generationers are often plagued...

Diseases are rampant in our world today. People are tired, sluggish, overweight, overmedicated, and under-exercised. The Food and Drug regulatory companies would like us to believe that whatever we eat is okay. That is because they make tons of money on all the overly processed, toxic, chemical-loaded...

Vintage Doilies features 15 timeless doily patterns that will compliment your home nicely. They're all extremely easy to make, vintage, and come with pictures.

Johnny Ewing was a young successful realtor aiming to move up in life know matter what it took are who had to die. He moved to Oklahoma City hoping to open a casino.Never realizing the amount of money he would need to make it happen. Johnny figured out how to manipulate a whole town to get what he...

Do you like ghost stories? A Shadow at Cape Naturaliste is a historical fiction set in Cape Naturaliste, Western Australia. Young Harry finds himself caught between life and death. Share Harry’s adventure as he takes residence at the Cape’s lighthouse. Discover what weird ghostly behaviour the lighthouse...

If you peep out into your garden, hiding among the fruit trees there is a tiny village where the mushroom elves live. Jazmine’s magic glasses allow her to see the elves and their magic. Do you have magic glasses? Can you help Jazmine and Yapps solve the case of the missing iPad before school Monday...

A beautiful collection of Japanese Haiku poetry depicting snap shots of moments in every day life, including the natural beauty that surrounds us. Experience the taste of ripe plums in spring and feel the droplets of a summer shower. Hear the waves rumble as the moon dances across the ripples. Delightfully...

This exciting anthology contains stories from twenty-five women from different parts of the world. Their ages differ, as do their backgrounds and locations, but one thing they all have in common is a spirit of independence and a determination to not only succeed, but prevail. Whether their struggles...

Love letter - what phrase conjures up more intense feelings than that simple phrase? Most of us have received a love letter. Many of us have written a love letter. Some of those letters were tucked away in the bottom of a drawer. Others were ripped to shreds or destroyed in symbolic flames. Whatever...

Cinch today's top new riding techniques In the past twenty-five years, a number of major innovations in horse handling have gained acceptance in the global community. Now Howell presents a one-stop resource for amateur adult riders to help them understand the new approaches and implement them...

Welcome to Mossy Creek, your home town. You'll find a friendly face at every window, and a story behind every door. We've got a mayor who cleans her own gun, and a Police Chief who doesn't need one. We've got scandal at the coffee shop and battles on the ballfield, a cantankerous Santa and a flying...

First Star to the Right and Straight on Till Morning.... At the 90-mile vet check she sat in the middle of the road crying, claiming extreme illness and trying to avoid her nightmarish fears her horse would die of founder or colic, or anything. The last ten miles of trail stretched forever in her...