Honeysuckle and Jasmine
Today I'm honored to be part of the release party for Liz Grace Davis' new novel, Honeysuckle and Jasmine.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
I'm eagerly looking forward to reading Honeysuckle and Jasmine, especially after enjoying and reviewing Tangi's Teardrops last year, a story that combines Disney's Cinderella with the life of a handicapped girl in an African village. (Click on the link for my review.)
Want to know more? Contact Liz Grace Davis on one of the sites below, or follow the purchase links to find her book:
Smashwords:
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/353029
Barnes & Noble
Liz Grace
Davis grew up in Angola, Namibia, South Africa, and Germany. She now lives with
her husband and daughter in Vienna, Austria.
Her travels
offered her the opportunity to gather interesting material, from both her own
experiences and those of others. She is a firm believer that memories, both
good and bad, are worth cherishing because they lead us to be the people we are
today.
As a result,
Liz enjoys breathing new life into some of those experiences, and sprinkling
them with snippets born of her imagination, to write fiction. Her aim as a
writer is to both thrill and inspire readers. The genres she enjoys writing are
as diverse as the books she reads.
Liz is the
author of Chocolate Aftertaste, Honeysuckle and Jasmine, and Tangi’s
Teardrops.
ABOUT HONEYSUCKLE AND JASMINE:
The past is never far behind.
Senia Loato’s
life has been needled by disappointment, and the wounds that fester go beyond
skin deep. She is certain if she puts miles between her and her tainted past,
she will somehow outrun it. When she’s offered the chance to leave her island
home of Mintang to become an au pair for three boys in Germany, she takes the
opportunity to start running.
In Germany,
she meets Miina, another African au pair. What builds between them is a
life-defining friendship, one they will risk everything for.
And soon, they’ll be asked nothing
less.
When Miina is
betrayed and left stranded, Senia stands by her, risking much more than just
her stay in Germany. She also stands to lose rich, handsome, turquoise-eyed
Roman Dorenwald, the first man she has allowed into her heart.
But they’re risks worth taking.
Eventually,
Senia makes a sacrifice that catapults her back to her past, where she’s forced
to draw back the curtain and discover the shocking truth of her history.
Can she
confront her nightmares, reach deep into her soul, and forgive those who have
hurt her? Or is it easier to just keep running?
***Partly inspired by true events***
Want to know more. Read on for TWO intriguing excerpts from the tale:
EXCERPT I
Back
in my newly renovated basement apartment, I drew a deep, shaky breath, then
lifted the box I'd left on the bed earlier. I carried it to the outside rubbish
bin and returned empty-handed. Now all I had to do was shake off what was left
of my emotional baggage.
Easier
said than done, I mused. Why wouldn't it be? For years I'd felt like a piece of
clothing that had been ripped open at the seams, without a seam ripper to
lessen the damage. Then unravelled until all that remained were pieces that had
once belonged to something whole.
That
didn't matter now. I should be thankful that the fabric was still intact, the
individual pieces just waiting to be sewn back together, stitch by stitch.
If
there was something I knew how to do, sewing would be it. Sure, at times I'd
probably veer from sewing in a straight line or mistakenly jab a finger with
the needle. Fine. I'd just start over, next time with the help of a thimble.
EXCERPT II
My muscles tensed up again, and I smoothed the
tablecloth, gave myself time to respond. How much could I tell him? If he had
read my CV, he'd know I'd worked at the orphanage, but not that I'd also lived
there. Did I want him to know? I raised my eyes. Why not? "I grew up in an
orphanage, where I later worked as well, for two years. I never met my
biological parents." Why not just leave out the whole adoption part? It
would only call for more questions and complicate things.
To my surprise, Roman squeezed my hand, just for a
second, but the warmth from his grip remained with me. "I'm sorry to hear
that. That explains it. I used to wonder why you had this sad look in your eyes
all the time."
I glanced away. "I do?" I whispered. But then,
how would I know? Whatever look I had in my eyes, I'd lived with all my life. I
wouldn't know if it was sad or not.
"Senia," Roman drew his chair closer to the
table, "please look at me. It's nothing to be ashamed of. I can't even
begin to imagine how it would be, growing up without my parents, even if they
can be too controlling sometimes."
I allowed my glance to meet his again. "Well, having
never met mine has made it easier to live without them."
The waiter placed our food in front of us, halting our
conversation. The aroma of Roman's roasted pork in gravy and that of my beef
and pork mingled in the air between us before teasing my nostrils. So easy for
the aromas to do—nothing in the air to stop them from embracing. Unlike Roman
and I. Between us stood many possible complications that could send a potential
relationship toppling before it even started.
Contact info:
Website : www.lizgracedavis.com
Goodreads
Author Page: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5450561.Liz_Grace_Davis
Twitter: https://twitter.com/#!/Liz_Davis1
Email:
Liz_davis1@yahoo.com
Purchase
Links:
Amazon:
Smashwords:
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/353029
Barnes & Noble
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/honeysuckle-and-jasmine-liz-grace-davis/1116875100?ean=2940045251655
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