As I write this, I am sitting in a lovely penthouse in Italy (technically in Lido di Ostia, less than an hour from Rome and only two blocks from the Tyrrhenian Sea), researching the third book in my Quantum Lace series…
…and I completely forgot to let you know that Book Two is available on Amazon already!
Here is a snippet to give you a taste of Book Two:
Bridgit awoke to find herself clinging to a life-preserver, the water thick with oil. Screams and hollow cries filled the air and the salt water seemed to shower her from both above and below as what she would later learn were German planes made several passes, strafing those bobbing about in the pandemonium, their bullets whizzing past and creating a bloody spray as they hit the water.
Somehow, she found herself in the worst maritime disaster in British history – a disaster that occurred during World War II (and that Churchill refused to allow the news outlets to cover for fear of a further drop in morale). In that one single incident as many men, women and children died as in the Titanic and 9/11 disasters combined…
…and that, my Friends, is where you find Bridgit in Book Two…
Here is your link for Book Two on Amazon:
…and in case you are wondering about Book Three… Here is a snippet…
“Are y’all right, miss?” Bridgit heard a deep male voice ask in a slow drawl.
As she opened her eyes, Bridgit saw a woman beside her fussing about, waving a handkerchief in Bridgit’s face, and a tall figure of a man that seemed so large and impressive as to obliterate the entire view.
“She fainted when she heard about General Lee’s surrender,” said the woman in a high-pitched drawl that sounded to Bridgit as though the woman was doing her best to add the letter Y in the middle of as many words as possible. To Bridgit’s ears it sounded like, “She faYinted when she heaYrd about General LeeYs surreYnder.”
Bridgit had awoken in April, 1865 back in Charleston, South Carolina and at the end of a conflict that divided a nation – not just across the line delineating North and South, but across questions and arguments that still to this day have not been effectively answered, nor the wounds healed…
Over the coming days, Bridgit is witness to actions driven by both the highest ideals for which a man can stand and the lowest to which he can stoop – and she will completely reassess her definition and understanding of the entire concept of “FREEDOM” (and it will not be as ‘black and white’ as you might think…)
OK, back to work for this Princess Pixie… Will let you know when Book Three goes live…
~ Bella
