Rosamanti
by Noelle
Clark
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BLURB:
Sarah
seeks solitude and fresh pastures in the wake of her husband’s early death. She
answers a newspaper advertisement and takes up residence in Villa Rosamanti, a
gorgeous 400 year-old dwelling nestled into the hillside of Monte Tiberio, on
the Island of Capri, Italy.
She
soon discovers a strong resonance with the house, the gardens, and the quirky
pets. As the sun-filled days pass in the gorgeous old house, she builds a deep
liking for, and rapport with, Elena Lombardi, the deceased owner. But it’s when
she meets Pietro, Elena’s grandson, that she finds it’s not just the villa that
she’s falling in love with.
Handsome,
charming, and the epitome of a passionate Italian, Pietro lets the magic of
Rosamanti work its wonders on Sarah. Together they search for ancient treasure,
and end up finding each other, their love blooming like the rampant
bougainvillea blossoms in the garden at Rosamanti.
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Excerpt
Three:
Finally standing upright, she let her eyes scan the rocks
and little caves above and around her. Although the light was dim, the trough
of the ebbing wave allowed light in. She glimpsed, on one such wave, a round
hook protruding from the wall high above her. Her heart leapt in her chest.
Signs of humanity! Carefully placing each foot, and holding tight with her
broken nails to tiny finger holes, she climbed over slippery, shell encrusted
grey boulders until she lay panting, totally spent, at the rusty ring in the
wall. The ledge here was wider, flatter, and certainly a lot higher above the
swells which whooshed into the grotto, swirled around like a washing machine,
and then exited with a loud rush through the tiny entrance. The noise of them
alone was frightening, but the thought of being swept off the ledge and sucked
down under the turbulent water was enough to make her feel sick.
Her hands shaking, she took off her bra by undoing the back
and threading it down both armholes of her T-shirt. She tied one end of her bra
to the ring, the other, awkwardly using one hand, to her wrist. Positioning
herself as far back as she could against the wall, she huddled with knees drawn
up, her head resting on them, and one hand slightly elevated toward the ring
where she was tethered. Fatalistically, she allowed herself to fall asleep,
telling herself that either she was going to make it through the unknown that
the night ahead would bring—or she wouldn’t.
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Noelle Clark
is an Australian author who weaves romance, suspense and adventure into
colorful and often exotic locations around the world. Widely traveled, Noelle
uses real life experience of places, culture, and people, as a backdrop to her
stories, giving the reader an authentic taste of the location. Her novels
feature strong, mature, heroines and heroes, who - often without knowing it -
are ready for new beginnings. Noelle’s characters, like her, believe that love
can be sweet at any age.
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Website: www.noelleclark.net
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