Dear Ms. Meadows,
Moving to England on a whim brought the excitement back into Sabrina’s life; within days, she shared a real-life encounter with a man she had seen in her dreams. Sabrina is quickly immersed in a dangerous and passionate affair. Yet even as her relationship grows stronger, still she dreams of him nightly.
She soon discovers that the man who visits her in her dreams is not her lover, but is instead his twin brother. They are not on speaking terms due to a quarrel over a woman they had both loved, and lost. Now she stands between two brothers, conflicted in the knowledge that she is not the first woman to drive them apart. Worse yet, a dangerous enemy has reemerged and will stop at nothing to rid the brothers of Sabrina. Permanently.
As she navigates a shadowy world she has never known existed, Sabrina is forced to acknowledge that sometimes past grudges must be set aside to save those who matter most.
Reclaimed is a romantic suspense manuscript that is complete at 84,000 words. I follow your twitter and read your blog, and was fairly sure that you would enjoy my manuscript.
Thank you for your time and consideration.
It was turning out to be a horrible night. Nothing seemed to make sense to her anymore, nothing at all. Her head was throbbing and every possible spot on her body felt broken or bruised. She couldn’t seem to remember how she had gotten there in the first place. What had led her to this point? Was it love? Was it lies? Was it one precise moment in time where her ultimate fate had been decided, against her will? Maybe it was meant to be all along, unbeknownst to her. Unavoidable.
These were answers that she could not figure out. She was fairly certain she would never get the chance to try either. For on this night, it seemed that she was destined to die. She could not say that she was ready; she had so much more to do and to see. Her life had just truly begun. She had found love and was finally ready to be happy. The odds had been stacked highly against them but they had overcome it all. That is how she should have known it would all end. It had beyond doubt been too good to be true.
God, it was so dark. She could hear her breathing, erratic and uncontrollable. Each breath took an immense amount of effort, sounding unbelievably loud in her ears, easily drowning out the sound of the storm raging above her.
Her breathing was getting weaker with each shaky gulp of air.