Sleeping Love Released!

Hi Everyone,

My romantic supense novel, Sleeping Love has just been released by Hellfire Publishing. It is selling on Smashwords for $1.50 for today only. I have
included the blurb and an excerpt below. If you fancy a copy hurry over to
http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/.... It will be published on Amazon tomorrow and in print in 2-4 weeks.

Here is the blurb and excerpt. Happy Reading!

Sara


Blurb

Sleeping Love

Historian Sabrina Michaels lost her memory ten years ago after waking up in a London hospital badly beaten. When she travels to a French chateau owned by handsome wealthy businessman Raoul Valoire to research his famous ancestor, he lays claim to her as his wife.

Afraid of confronting her past, Sabrina attempts to leave the chateau but finds that her husband is more than determined to have his wife back in his arms and in his bed. He is prepared to hold her prisoner until she uncovers her true identity and remembers her love for him.

Sabrina embarks on a journey into her own past in the hopes of uncovering what caused her to disappear from the chateau without a trace the night of her birthday party and the man who was responsible for her attack. She only hopes it is not the husband she is falling in love with all over again.


Excerpt

Sleeping Love

Nothing appeared safe or trustworthy. Leaving would give her some control back until she could decide what to do. Surely, Raoul would understand that. Frantically, she headed for the door and reached out for the handle with a shaking hand when she stopped dead, hearing the cracking whip of Raoul's reprimand across the air.

'Sabrina. Where are you going?'

Sabrina turned sharply tilting her chin defiantly at him.

'You can't stop me leaving,' she threatened. 'I will call the police.'

He gave a laugh and began walking towards her.

'It will do you no good,' he told her softly. 'They know that you are home and that your memory loss may have made you unstable. They are more than likely to advise hospital care if I can't keep you under control than help you leave.'

He unfolded the piece of paper he held in his hand and offered it to her.

'Your signature on our wedding certificate will prove that this is not some elaborate hoax. You belong to me, Sabrina and I am not letting you walk out of that door again.'

She glanced at the certificate and the signature that he pointed to. It was definitely her writing. Blind panic filled her mind. She didn't know what to do. What if Raoul had been the man who had beaten her so badly she'd lost her memory? What if he really was the man who had put her in the hospital seven years ago? Perhaps she had tried to leave him then and he'd become violent. Too many questions. She had to get out.

'Do what the hell you want but I am still leaving and there is nothing you can do,' she shouted wasting no more time in turning the door handle.

But to her dismay she was not to get very far. Raoul leaned over and raised his hand above her head slamming the door shut hard. Sabrina gave a yelp of fear and turned around to face him, finding her back pressed against the door with no means of escape. Raoul's dark eyes looked down at her threateningly. He closed the distance between them, sweeping his arm around her waist when she made a gesture to duck out from under the cage of his arm. He pushed her back against the door once more and restrained her there.

'I am going to keep you here even if I have to tie you down. I want to know why you walked out on my life. We were in love. I have spent years wondering what happened. I never once thought you were dead. Did you leave me for another man? Your absence has tormented me.'

Raoul's tone grew more intense with anger leaving Sabrina trembling. 'The police believed you were murdered and I was their main suspect. They even dragged the lake in the grounds looking for your body. The only thing that stopped them from charging me with your murder was the lack of a body. I want answers and you are going to give them to me, darling wife. So yes you will stay and yes I will make you a prisoner if I have to.'