Trina (Socially Awkward Lonely-Hearts Club, Part 3) a Christian Chick-Lit Romance

What readers are saying:
"It was so cute. I loved how she resisted Li, due to their Mother's interference but yet was interested in him at the same time. He was so patient and sweet." Candi

"This was awesome! I wish I could write like you do. I'd love to read them all!!!" Sherry

"I actually laughed out loud a couple of times." Sue Stinnett Blog

Trina is the 3rd book in this hysterical series of awkward women attempting to make a love connection. The stories are better read in order: Evie, Candace, Trina, & Sydney.

Socially awkward lonely-hearts unite! Our new dating club will boost you out of that rut, break you free of self-inflicted isolation, and help you figure out exactly what appeals to single males of a marriageable age.

But, is this a case of the socially awkward trying to help the socially awkward? Surely, you aren't that awkward.

Where do these fascinating single men hang out?

~Coffee shops
Until you're so hyped on caffeine you can't stop the flow of words. Maybe that's not helpful when you're already awkward.

~the Gym
It might help if you're actually capable of more than ten minutes on the treadmill. Perhaps you should get in shape before you get in shape?

~Speed-Dating
Surely, that's the answer. Except that guy who fries squirrel for dinner.

~Blind dates set up by your mother
Is he posting your pic on Twitter? Oh, that was you climbing out the bathroom window.

~What about that guy from junior high?
He's singing about you. And everyone's watching.

Sigh. Don't give up. We've got just the guy for you. YES! That one. We knew you'd be pleased.
Socially Awkward Lonely-Hearts, no more...

Trina has been avoiding Li since she was twelve. Who wants an arranged marriage anyway? Why is he suddenly showing up wherever she goes? And bringing his MOTHER? Well...the gifts were nice.


Socially Awkward Lonely-Hearts Club, a Christian Chick-Lit Romance is laugh-out-loud fun that will fulfill your yearning for romance and comedy in four—count 'em—FOUR happily-every-afters. Lonely-hearts, no more. Be sure to read them all!