FIRST LINE FRIDAYS

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Welcome to First Line Fridays, hosted by Hoarding Books!!!

Today’s first lines come from a book I will be reading shortly!

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Was this her father’s boat? The one he’d been sailing the day he died? Jenna Fossey stood on the sidewalk, shading her eyes against the early-September sun, studying the boat.

 

FROM GOODREADS:

Jenna Fossey’s life is about to change. An unexpected inheritance and the chance to meet relatives she never knew existed has her heading to the charming little town of Magnolia Harbor. But as soon as she arrives, long-buried family secrets lead to even more questions, and the only person who can help her find the answers is her sexy-as-sin sailing instructor.

Nothing makes Jude St. Pierre feel more alive than racing on the open sea – at least, not until Jenna comes strolling down his dock asking for sailing lessons. But it feels wrong to be attracted to her – especially when he learns why she came to town. Jude knows she deserves the truth but can he help her discover it without losing her and the family he’s come to think of as his own?

Includes the bonus story “A Wedding on Lavender Hill” by Annie Rains!
When an event planner is asked to create the perfect wedding in just three days, she must turn to the last person she wants to ask for help – the infuriating owner of the house on the hilltop.

 

 

NOW IT IS YOUR TURN! GRAB THE BOOK YOU ARE CURRENTLY READING, OPEN TO CHAPTER ONE, AND POST THE FIRST SENTENCE (OR SECOND SENTENCE) IN THE COMMENTS BELOW.

Have-A-Great-Weekend-Glitter

 

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32 thoughts on “FIRST LINE FRIDAYS

  1. Between the cover and the first line, I am hooked. Nice share.

    I shared the first line of Murder at Harbor Village on my blog. Here I will share the opening of Slay Bells Ring by Karen Rose Smith.

    “Your Christmas Delight theme for staging this house is perfect, ” Sara Merriweather told Caprice De Luca on the Sunday before Thanksgiving. Yet Sara’s voice held forced cheerfulness and her eyes were troubled.

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  2. “If the Etonville Little Theatre was doing “Carousel” instead of “Bye, Bye Birdie”, I could sing “June Is Bustin’ Out All Over”” Lola Tripper said, humming and sipping a cup of coffee in a back booth of the Windjammer restaurant, which also functioned as my office.
    JUST IN TIME by Suzanne Trauth
    2clowns at arkansas dot net

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  3. Over on my blog I’m sharing the first line from A Musket In My Hands by Sandra Merville Hart. Here I’ll share the first line from chapter 8.
    “Callie’s fingers shook as she signed the document to enter the army.”

    Wishing you a wonderful weekend with lots of time to enjoy reading!

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  4. Today is book launch day for my latest Regency novel, so I’m featuring it on First Line Friday on my blog. However, I am currently reading A Tale of Two Hearts by Michelle Griep. I will share from the third chapter, which is where I’m at. “It was a grisly kind of day.”

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  5. Nice 💕

    My first line is from a book that I have just finished reading – ‘The miracle happened on West Seventy-Fourth Street, in the home where Mama worked.’ Small Great Things by Jodi Picoult.

    Have a wonderful weekend my friend. 😎💕

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  6. Happy Friday!
    This week on my blog I shared The House on Foster Hill by Jaime Jo Wright but I’m currently reading A Light on a Hill by Connilyn Cossette so I’ll share the first line from my current chapter (30) here: “Staying close to the narrow river that now barreled downhill through the valley toward Beit She’an, we kept within the trees as much as possible.” Hope you have a great weekend!

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  7. Happy Weekend! My first line is from Wait for Me by Susan May Warren:

    “He wasn’t looking for trouble, but if Pete didn’t act right now, at least one person was going to die.”

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  8. Happy Friday! I’m sharing from An Unseemly Wife by E.B. Moore on my blog. Here is the first sentence from Chapter 6:

    “On and on, they rode alone through the woods, between the branches, a flaming sun setting thin clouds aglow, until one night the sky cleared to a deep black studded with uncountable white points.”

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