Wouldn't it be amazing to speak with someone who had lived back during the Middle Ages? We could learn first hand what their life was like. Or what about someone who worked with Abraham Lincoln? Knowing exactly what he was thinking during the Civil War and his thoughts on our young country.
Annie Grace Roberts' latest release- UPROOTED gives us a taste of the past when her heroine gets kidnapped and comes face to face with a ghost from World War 2. Imagine being alone, trapped, wouldn't it be great to have someone to talk to? UPROOTED's heroine, Lily Deene talks to ghosts. In the past, she's helped the ghosts but in UPROOTED, she gets the help she needs from one!
UPROOTED is sure to be a nail biter as Lily faces the toughest situation in her life. Along the way, she learns more about herself and the people she loves.
The tangled roots of love and betrayal….
A collision of the past and present. One will find love, the other betrayal.
The last thing Lily Deene remembers is texting her boyfriend, Simon before going to bed. She awakes in the dark and cold with no idea where she is. With air running out, Lily’s in danger of becoming a ghost herself.
Nazi prison guard Heinrich Richter decides to leave a war he no longer supports. He undertakes a perilous journey to England and finds something precious he feels he doesn’t deserve.
Lily and Heinrich will meet in London where they will find that betrayal and love have deep roots.
Something was wrong with me. My head ached and throbbed. My mouth was dry. I tried to lick my lips, but my tongue felt abnormally thick and heavy in my mouth and I couldn’t quite manage it.
I opened my eyes cautiously, feeling confused and disoriented. The dark was so complete that for a moment I wasn’t sure if I was awake or dreaming? I blinked. I blinked again and I slowly became aware of sensations. Cold. I was very cold.
I struggled to sit up. My arms and legs felt like stone weights. I managed to lift myself a little, but my stomach heaved, and I had to lie down quickly to keep from throwing up.
What was wrong with me? I breathed deeply, drinking in the cold and dark in large gulping breaths as I tried to snag the half-formed thoughts that floated past like drifting clouds. Why was it so dark? Was I sick? Where was my pillow? My comforter? Where was I?
Gingerly, I moved my fingers testing the area around me. I lay on a hard surface, stone or brick. I wasn’t in my bed. I should have been in my bed. My head swam with the effort as I tried to figure out what was happening to me. My mind was in a fog. I had no recollection of coming to this place.
Again, I tried to sit up, and this time I managed to raise myself up on my elbows before I felt a sudden saltiness in the back of my throat. Once more, my stomach heaved and roiled. I quickly rolled over and retched, the hot sour smell of vomit permeating the air, worsening my nausea. I lay on my back, too dizzy and disoriented to move. Closing my eyes, I surrendered to the darkness.
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