English actress Jenna Sutton
and American artist Guy Sinclair first meet when they jointly inherit a house
on the west coast of Ireland. Curious about their unknown benefactress and why
they are considered 'family', they discover surprising links to the original
owners of the house.
They soon unravel an
intriguing tale of a 19th century love affair. At the same time, their mutual
attraction grows, despite personal reasons for not wanting romantic
involvements at this point in their lives.
A local property agent
appears to have her own agenda concerning the house while other events pull
Jenna and Guy back to separate lives in London and America. Friction builds
over their decision about the house and its contents.
Will their Irish inheritance
eventually bring them together – or drive them apart? – or bring them together?
A selection of the 5* reviews for ‘Irish Inheritance’:
“I enjoyed "Irish
Inheritance" with its wonderful descriptions of Ireland and an intriguing
story that kept me turning pages.”
“Irish Inheritance is a
lovely read. Family Historians will enjoy how the author has bound the two
families together. Very enjoyable.”
“This story inspired me to
visit the Connemara area which was gorgeous and purchase a Connemara marble
pendant necklace in Clifden. The book was beautifully written and came to such
a satisfying conclusion.
“Compelling, exciting, pure
escapism. I simply could not put this down!”
Excerpt:
“I can’t imagine what we’re
going to find,” Jenna said, as they walked along the corridor and past the
balustraded landing to the room on the western side of the house.
“Dust and cobwebs?”
She laughed. “In which case,
the first thing we’ll need is a vacuum cleaner.”
“Of course, it might be
completely empty.”
Outside the wide oak door,
Guy stopped, and Jenna turned to him. “Go on.”
He gave her a wry grin. “I’m
not sure whether I’m excited or scared.”
“Scared?”
“For all we know, there might
be a dead body in the room.”
“Oh wow, I never thought of
that.”
“If this was a movie, spooky
music would be playing right now.”
“There can’t be a body. It
would smell.” She widened her eyes. “You don’t think—”
He chuckled, and put his arm
around her. “You’re too easy, Jenna. I’m kidding you.”
“Oh—you—!” She flicked her
fingers across his ribs. “Stop winding me up.”
His arm squeezed her to him,
and she leant against his shoulder. It felt good, so good…
“Jenna—”
She twisted her head round to
look up at him. The gentleness in his eyes, soft as a caress, sent a tsunami
wave of heat rushing through her from head to toe. They stared at each other
for what seemed like forever, but could only have been a few seconds.
Guy was the first to break
their eye contact. “Let’s open the door, shall we?”
With his arm still around
her, he put the key into the lock and struggled to turn it. She’d started to
think it must be too stiff to open, when a loud click made all her nerves
tighten.
He leaned forward to twist
the brass doorknob. “Do you want to go in first, or shall I?”
After her wimpish reaction to
his earlier joking, she decided on bravado. “Go on, push the door, and I’ll go
first. But you’d better be right behind me.”
“In case there’s a skeleton
hanging from the chandelier?”
“Stop it!” She dug her elbow
into him. “This really is scary. If the door creaks when you push it open, I
shall probably scream.”
The door didn’t creak, but
opened smoothly. Jenna took a small step into the room, and clapped her hand to
her mouth.
“Oh my God,” she breathed.
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