Marin Sinclair, Book 2
Date Published: 09/15/2025
Publisher: RabbitHole LLC
Cult, Memoir, Diaries
Date Published: June 26, 2025
A Historical Account of Fear, Control, and Escape
“When you’re raised to fear the world, you never question the cage.”
Before she ever knew what freedom felt like, she documented captivity.
Told through the actual journals and letters written while trapped inside one of America’s most quietly dangerous religious cults, Diary of a Cult Girl is a chilling first-person account of life under the rule of Bill Gothard’s teachings—what many now recognize from the “Shiny Happy People” movement.
Raised in rural Alabama, in poverty, with church at home, school at home, and six younger siblings to raise, Crystal Ball’s childhood was shaped not by freedom, but by an addiction to control. Not drugs. Not alcohol. But military-grade submission, inside a cult franchise that gave abusers unchecked authority in God’s name—a system that weaponized fear, shame, and guilt like narcotics to keep women and children quiet and compliant.
In the spirit of The Diary of Anne Frank, this is not just a memoir—it’s evidence. A record of indoctrination. Of blind obedience mistaken for faith. Of a young girl awakening to the unbearable cost of survival.
Alongside her firsthand accounts, Crystal introduces the 3P Framework—Personal Psychological Perceptions—to examine how control systems form in the mind and how they keep victims psychologically trapped, even long after physical escape.
This is the tragic story of a beautiful mind locked in the chains of repression, desperately longing for a better life she was told didn’t exist—until she found the courage to leave it all in the red clay Alabama dust that almost choked her.
Memoir
Date Published: 06-30-2025
Publisher: She Writes Press
Great Falls, a farming and military town in central Montana, is not what Lynne imagined when she decided to leave city life behind. But her dream of being more connected to nature in the American West comes alive when she meets Harrison, a handsome rancher thirteen years her senior. Wary but curious, with her dog Willow by her side, she leans into the seasonal rhythms of Harrison’s hidden valley and opens her heart to a wild language that moves beyond words. In a modern world where listening is rare, Elk Love explores an intimate place where loneliness gives way to wonder, where the natural world speaks of what matters most.
She fell into a ravine. He caught her—and never let go. Set against the rugged charm of Baren Hill, this heartfelt romance delivers a swoony grumpy sunshine dynamic, a heroine rediscovering herself after divorce, and a cinnamon roll mountain man with a beard—and a bar—to fall for.
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Excerpt
Copyright 2025, Willow Sanders
“Fuck. Hello? Ouch! Motherfucking dick waffle!”
Usually it was songbirds and toads that greeted me, not a foul-mouthed woman.
“Hello?” she called again. “Please tell me those are human footsteps crunching on the gravel. Though it would totally be my luck if I met my demise being some bear’s post-hibernation meal.”
“Do you always talk to yourself?” I called into the air.
“Oh, thank god. Hi! I honestly thought I was going to die down here.”
Down. As in the ravine. Hell’s fire, she was in the ravine.
“Do I need to call an ambulance?”
“No, I’m okay. I think I twisted my ankle though. I tried to stand on it a second ago and it was not having it.”
I shot a text off to Emmett to keep him on standby, then climbed down.
Her smile when I got to her exploded in relief.
“Yoga pants and flip flops?” I helped pull her to a stand. “Did you get dropped on your head? What makes you think that is acceptable attire for these trails?”
“Excuse me?” she shoved away, nearly losing her balance until I caught her. “Was I dropped on my head?”
“There are snakes out here,” I pointed at her toes. “You startle them, they’ll be revoking your birth certificate.”
She was already pretty pale, but at the mention of critters her face blanched to near white.
“You miss the mountain signs all over town? Ski in the winter, hike in the summer? What part of the word ‘mountain’ implies you can skip around here in those?”
“We gotta get some ice on that.”
“After you just insulted my intelligence, do you honestly think I would have any inclination to accept help from you?”
I extended my hand. She stood there like a damn flamingo. I lost the last shred of patience I had and scooped her up.
“What the hell are you doing?”
She kicked in my arms like a wet cat. My palm had strict directives from my brain to stay right the fuck where it was tucked beneath her knees. The yoga pants she wore had to have been painted on her body, because every curve brushed against me like she wore nothing at all.
“Are you insane? What kind of a person just picks someone up without their permission?”
She pitched her fit all the way to the top. Thankfully, The Old Lady was less than fifty meters from the ravine. She’d get over it real quick.
Volume One
Three hitmen who'll stop at nothing to get revenge—until they meet her.
Wren is the sweet barista who always lights up with Elliot, Rhett, and Oliver walk into her shop. All three of the guys are drawn to her, but they know getting closer to Wren would put her life at risk. But after a chance encounter at a masquerade ball and one night together, these men are all forced to face one undeniable fact:
None of them can resist her. And now, they may not have to.
But can they keep her—and each other—safe from their enemies?
