Grab the book nearest to you and leave a comment with the first line!
Today I am going to post a line from:
An Ivy Hill Christmas
by Rebecca Connolly
And the first line is...
"Walking past a linen draper's, Richard Brockwell surveyed his reflection in the shop windows with approval."
Happy reading and happy Friday!
Let me know your first line in the comments & then head over to
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Happy Friday! I can't wait to read this book!ReplyDelete
My first lines come from The Summer House by Lauren K Denton......
T he morning Worth left, something pulled Lily from her sleep, though at first glance nothing seemed out of place. The light coming through the bedroom window was soft and hazy. Above her the ceiling fan ticked and swayed, and outside a lone bird sang, trying to rouse its friends. Everything else was still and quiet.
Have an awesome weekend and happy reading!📚💜
Thank you Susan! Those are beautiful first lines--happy reading!Delete
Happy Friday! My first line is from ” I’ll be Home” by Toni Shiloh:ReplyDelete
“Starr Lewis hated to return home a failure.”
Oh goodness, that's such a sad line! Happy reading Becky!Delete
Happy Friday! On my blog I'm sharing from a non-fiction text called Just Show Up by Kara Tippetts and Jill Lynn Buteyn. I'm just beginning chapter 3 so I'll share a line from there.ReplyDelete
"Years ago, the pastor who baptized our daughter was diagnosed with ALS."
Hope you have a great weekend! 🙂❤📚
That's heartbreaking, but this sounds like a very interesting non-fiction book. Happy reading Nicole!Delete
I really want to read the Ivy Hill Series! I love Klassen!
Over on my blog I shared The Fifth Avenue Story Society by Rachel Hauck
"Well this was a fine mess. Spending the night in Central Booking for instigating a fight at a wedding reception."
Have a lovely weekend!💕
Thanks Kelly-Ann! I want to read this book by Rachel Hauck too--so many books to read. :) Happy Friday!Delete
My first line is from The Haunting At Bonaventure Circus by Jaime Jo Wright:ReplyDelete
Life was not unlike the wisp of fog that curled around the base of a grave marker, softly caressing the marble before dissolving into the violet shadow of the night.
I've seen this book advertised on Instagram--it's always so nice when new books come out! Happy reading Paula!Delete