Today’s first line is from
Across the Blue
by Carrie Turansky.
My First Line:
February 1909
Isabella Grayson’s shoe sank into the plush red carpet of Broadlands’ south hall, and she released a soft sigh.
What are you reading? What is your first line?
Open the book nearest you and post the first line in the comments below…
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Hoarding Books 
Happy Friday!
I am also sharing the first line from a Carrie Turansky novel over on my blog. I just started reading it, actually and WOW what a prologue! I am only in chapter 4 but I can already tell I will be wanting to read more books by Turansky. 🙂
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Don’t you just love Carrie’s books!!! I haven’t started this one yet, but hopefully sometime in the next couple of weeks! 🙂 So glad you stopped by!
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Lovely cover. In my blog I am featuring Robo, K-9 dog. I finished FALSE PRIDE “Late Saturday morning ‘Mrs Abbott …!’‘What is it?’ Bea Abbott was terse.”
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Fun! I haven’t read this one, but I’ve read a few K-9 dog stories and they are great! Thanks for stopping by!
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I read a lot of dog stories, Laurien Berenson’s stories are my favorites and I feel this one is equal and even better in some respects.
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Oh, I just loved this story from Carrie Turansky! Over on my blog this week I’m featuring the first line from Sarah Sundin’s new release The Sea Before Us! Have a wonderful weekend!
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Right! Carrie’s books are just fantastic! Will be starting this one soon! 🙂 Ohhh. I love Sarah Sundin’s books two. Need to still read this one too!! ❤ Thanks for stopping by!
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I can’t wait to read Carrie’s new book!
Hartville, TX 1886
Hugh Sterling hopped off the train, hand on his sidearm, ready for trouble.
First Line from the Prologue of Seven Brides for Seven Texas Rangers Romance Collection by Erica Vetsch, Gabrielle Meyer, Amanda Barratt, Susan Page Davis, Kathleen Y’Barbo, Vicki McDonough, and Lorna Seilstad.
Happy Friday!
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Oooooo. This sounds like a good one too. Those anthologies are always so fun! So glad you stopped by!
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I LOVE Carrie Turansky’s books!
PROLOGUE
FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 20
ATLANTA, GA
CENTER FOR DISEASE CONTROL
“It’s time,” the voice said. “Remember what we told you.” – No Place To Hide by Lynette Eason
Happy Friday and Happy Reading!
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Me too! They are just fabulous!
Oooo. This sounds like a good one too! Need to add it to my TBR pile! So glad you stopped by.
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I’m sharing a first line from an Indie release on my blog this week.
The book closest me is one I have to review in about a month, “Presumption and Partiality” by Rebekah Jones (it’s a vintage Jane Austen retelling–another Indie release). In fact, I haven’t even looked at the first line… let’s see what it says…
“The sun beat down cheerfully on that last day of August in the year 1932. Then again, it could be argued that the sun always showed a cheery face in that part of Arizona’s desert and most especially in the summer.” (Okay, first two lines, I cheated… 😉 )
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Oh fun! Jane Austen books and retellings are always so fun! This sounds like a good one too! Thanks for sharing! 🙂
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I’m reading Lexi Blake’s Nobody Does It Better. It’s had some really amazing moments in it that fans of hers will love!
“Kayla Summers walked into the gorgeous lobby and tried not to think about how badly her hands were shaking. To her right she could hear the sound of the ocean,most times a deep comfort to her, but today not even that rolling, endless symphony could soothe her. Of course, it wasn’t every day she did spy stuff.”
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I loved this book so much! I’m sharing about this book on my blog so I’ll share the book that is sitting closest to me.
10 June, 1773
Rivenshire, England
In the hopes that at least one would get through, their father had sent three copies of his last letter from the West Indies; as it happened. his daughters received them all.
Happy Friday!!
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This sounds like a great story. I love Carrie Turansky’s writing.
I’m sharing the first line from If I Run by Terri Blackstock on my blog today, but I’m about to start reading The Winsome Miss Winthrop by Carolyn Miller,which releases in March. Here’s the first line:
The deeply blue Gloucestershire sky brought comfort as Catherine Winthrop emerged from the tenant farmhouse.
I love Carolyn Miller’s books, so I’m looking forward to reading this one!
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Out of the Ordinary by Jen Turano
“Slipping through the crowd gathered on the upper deck of a most extravagant yacht, Miss Gertrude Cadwalader drew in a breath and adopted an air of what she hoped would be taken for nonchalance.”
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My first line us from Fugitive Spy by Jordyn Redwood:
As CIA spy Casper English crossed the threshold into the abandoned home, the faint wheezes of a man teetering on death whispered just above the gusting snowstorm.
I love Jen Turano!
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I just finished reading Across the Blue by Carrie Turansky a few days ago….loved it!
My first line is from The Dishonorable Miss DeLancey by Carolyn Miller….
Brighton Cliffs, England
April 1845
…The Honorable Clara DeLancey stood atop the chalky cliffs…
Blessings, Tina
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Happy Friday! My first line is from My Heart Belongs in Castle Gate, Utah by Angie Dicken:
“Leanna McKee pushed her hat by its brim, hiding her face as best she could. She would not let him see her.”
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I’m sharing from Michelle Griep’s The Innkeeper’s Daughter (Shiloh Run Press, 3/1/18) on my blog today, and from Winter in Thrush Green around the links, so here is the first line from chapter one of the current read I’m hoping to finish next, Conspiracy of Silence by Ronie Kendig:
“Vindication tasted like sweat.”
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Happy Saturday!!!
On my blog, I’m sharing the first lines from Lisa T. Bergren’s fantastic novel, Keturah. Here, I will share the first lines from the novel I’m currently reading, A Brush with the Beast by Richard Sones.
“Good night, Mr. D,” chirped an elderly secretary as Nick left his office on another late night. Slim, young, black briefcase in hand, he walked briskly toward the door.
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