Hi everyone ♥
Today’s post includes another snippet from my newest release WHISPERS OF HER MEMORIES. This is the start of Chapter 2, Mallory’s POV.
The story is set in New Zealand, South Island.
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Today’s Hook
A breeze embraced her, causing her (Mallory) to shiver. In the distance, mountains came into view, accompanied by the rugged sound of waves crashing against the shore. She used small stoppers to hold the doors open securely. Hugging her jacket even tighter, she stepped outside, releasing a melancholic sigh. Had she abandoned her former life for this? Had Maggie and Jacob been right with their caution after all?
She squeezed her eyes shut, pushing the memories of her mother’s gentle voice away. Yet, they came anyway. You’re strong. You can do anything you set your mind to.
She spun around at the sound of footsteps echoing through the house, followed by a woman’s voice calling, “Hello?”
Hastily wiping her eyes, Mallory followed the sound, wondering who would come to visit. The real estate agent had mentioned stopping by later in the afternoon to welcome her to her new house. Her house? The thought bounced in her mind, unfamiliar and strange. Could she even call it that yet?
She blew out a breath. “I’m over here. In the…” She glanced around the dusty room and gestured vaguely.
Blurb
Mallory O’Neill swaps the buzz of Melbourne for the quiet shores of Anahera Bay, New Zealand, hoping for a fresh start… not secrets and surprises. But the crumbling seaside cottage left to her by Sofia—the grandmother she never knew—holds more than just dust and disrepair. It holds the key to a family history her late mother never spoke of.
As Mallory pieces together Sofia’s past, she faces the doubts of old friends and the arrival of an unexpected stranger. Along the way, she finds friendships among the locals, but she also meets resistance from the brooding handyman, Cameron Quinn, a man haunted by his own past.
When faded letters, old photographs, and buried truths come to light, Mallory and Cameron find themselves drawn together by grief, memory, and a spark neither of them expected.
I could picture this scene vividly.
Thank you, Kayelle 🙂
You’ve captured her uncertainty perfectly, Iris.
Aww, thank you, Lisabet 🙂
I love the hint of mystery you have in the blurb, Iris. Great job. 🙂
Thank you, Tina 🙂
She’s like a cat at the open threshold. Stay or go moment. Unsure in her new world.
Never heard of the comparison, but I suppose, yes, that’s how she feels. Thanks, Lisa 🙂
Is she getting her first good look at her inheritance? I got the feeling from other excerpts that this place is not what she expected. No wonder she has a few tears!
Yes, it’s the first time she sees the house. All she had before had been photos … “doctored photos”.
thanks, Jana