Okay, it's been awhile since I plugged my book, so here goes.
Because my reading and writing pleasure leans towards women's fiction, my characters have issues with their families, lose loved ones, and struggle to fill their lives with friends they treasure, a way of life that nurtures them, and a special someone who holds the same things dear. If the following blurb interests you, I invite you to read the first two chapters of my full-length novel, SERENDIPITY HOUSE, on my website, joycedebacco.com.
Sylvie was a pleaser. She did as her mother pleased, and she did as her fiancé pleased. Then she did as she pleased. Raised by a domineering mother, Sylvie doesn’t like the submissive woman she’s become. Determined to take back her life, she heads to the hills instead of to the altar on her wedding day. Coming across a quaint, country inn with an intriguing name, she impulsively checks into SERENDIPITY HOUSE. Peopled with an odd assortment of characters, the inn has clearly seen better days. Even the regulars have a bit of wear on them.
Thus, when debonair Alex arrives and is strangely comfortable vacationing among the geriatric set, Sylvie is suspicious and does her best to ignore him. But Alex will not be ignored, pushing her buttons until she admits, if only to herself that she’s falling in love with him. Not until she’s hired to manage the inn does she learn he’s not the pedigreed gentleman he purports to be, but a streetwise PI hired by her ex to find her. Adding insult to injury, he’s bought the inn and asks for her help in restoring it to its former glory. Forced to work together, both learn about relationships, expectations, and acceptance—among family members as well as strangers who become like family.
Thanks for reading , and I hope you’ll visit
SERENDIPITY HOUSE.