Exclusive excerpt + giveaway: Mists of the Serengeti by Leylah Attar

Coming January 31st is Mists of the Serengeti—a new standalone contemporary romance from the talented Leylah Attar. Together with some other awesome blogs, we’re giving you a sneak peek at the prologue. Follow the blogs below in order, so you can read the prologue in its entirety!

And don’t forget to pre-order now through iBooks.

23 Jan:  Natasha is a Book Junkie
24 Jan: Shh Moms Reading
25 Jan: Angie and Jessica’s Dreamy Reads
26 Jan: Vilma’s Book Blog (my blog)
27 Jan: Maryse’s Book Blog

About Mists of the Serengeti

Once in Africa, I kissed a king…

“And just like that, in an old red barn at the foothills of Mount Kilimanjaro, I discovered the elusive magic I had only ever glimpsed between the pages of great love stories. It fluttered around me like a newly born butterfly and settled in a corner of my heart. I held my breath, afraid to exhale for fear it would slip out, never to be found again.”

When a bomb explodes in a mall in East Africa, its aftershocks send two strangers on a collision course that neither one sees coming.

Jack Warden, a divorced coffee farmer in Tanzania, loses his only daughter. An ocean away, in the English countryside, Rodel Emerson loses her only sibling.

Two ordinary people, bound by a tragic afternoon, set out to achieve the extraordinary, as they make three stops to rescue three children across the vast plains of the Serengeti—children who are worth more dead than alive.

But even if they beat the odds, another challenge looms at the end of the line. Can they survive yet another loss—this time of a love that’s bound to slip through their fingers, like the mists that dissipate in the light of the sun?

“Sometimes you come across a rainbow story—one that spans your heart. You might not be able to grasp it or hold on to it, but you can never be sorry for the color and magic it brought.”

Excerpt

– RODEL –

It’s the happiest day of my life, thought Rodel Harris Emerson, as she signed her name on the dotted line.

People assumed it was a man’s name, until they met her. It had happened two years ago when she’d applied for a teaching position in Bourton-on-the-Water, and it happened again when she’d messaged the real estate agent to see the property she was buying now, in the same golden-hued village—affectionately known as The Venice of the Cotswolds—in the English countryside.

“Congratulations!” Andy looked over the contract and smiled. “Your first home.”

“Thank you,” she replied.

He had no idea. It wasn’t just a home; it was a dream she had chased her whole life. And now, at twenty-four, she finally had an anchor, the kind of stability she’d missed growing up in a family that traveled wherever her father’s job took them. It had been a good job, one that had afforded them the luxury of experiencing different cultures, different places, all around the world. But just as Rodel would begin to settle down and start making new friends, they would be off again. Her younger sister, Mo, thrived on it, as did her parents. They were explorers at heart, free spirits that craved new tastes, new sounds, new soil. But Rodel yearned for a rest stop, a little patch of comfort and familiarity—a real home.

And now she had it, in exactly the kind of place that had stirred up her imagination since she’d first watched The Lord of the Rings and had fallen in love with the Shire. She had been twelve then, and it had remained lodged in her mind—a fictional, improbable ideal—until she was searching for job openings after college and came across Bourton-on-the-Water. There, in the heart of England, amongst the rural idyll of peaceful rolling hills, life was unhurried. Footpaths crossed scenic fields that bloomed with snowdrops in January and bluebells in May. Stone cottages nestled alongside tree-lined streets, and low, elegant bridges straddled the river.

“Well, that’s it.” Andy put the paperwork into his briefcase. “There are just a few dates that we need to go over.”

Rodel pulled out her phone and switched to the calendar. It rang just as Andy was about to get started.

He read the name flashing across her screen. “Montego?”

“My sister.” Rodel didn’t share the reason behind their unusual names. Their parents had named both daughters after the places in which they had been conceived: Rodel Harris, for the picturesque village of Rodel on the Isle of Harris in Scotland, and Montego James for Montego Bay in the parish of St. James, Jamaica.

Ro and Mo.

“Please go on.” She sent her sister’s call to voice mail. This wasn’t the time for one of Mo’s rambling chats. Besides, Rodel had big news to share. The I-bought-a-house-so-you-need-to-get-your-arse-down-here kind of news that she’d been dying to share once everything was finalized.

“I can wait if you want to take it.” Andy was chatty and overly accommodating. Rodel had a feeling that his interest in her stretched beyond the professional.

“It’s okay. I’ll call her later.”

They were seated on opposite sides of the kitchen counter in the restored seventeenth-century cottage that Rodel had just purchased. It was a tiny two-story home, but it had an open living area with exposed wood beams, a book nook, and a sunny terrace steps from the river. It was close enough to the school for Rodel to walk, but set in the secluded backwater at the edge of the village. Rodel couldn’t wait to move out of the room she’d been renting for the last two years.

“The sellers have agreed to an early closing so you can have the place in a couple of weeks.” Andy went over the dates.

“That’s perfect.” It meant that Rodel would have the summer to settle in before the school year started in September. “Thank you,” she said, as they concluded their meeting.

Andy stood and cleared his throat. “I was wondering if…umm…you’d like to have a drink. You know, to celebrate and all?”

Another time, Rodel would have turned him down. She had been so focused on working toward her dream of owning a home that her social life was practically non-existent. It didn’t help that she was a book nerd. She had book boyfriends that no flesh-and-blood man could ever live up to. She might have sought tranquility in a home, but in a man, she wanted the tempest—Strider, Aragorn, King of Gondor. Another fictional, improbable ideal. Yes, Lord of the Rings had quite possibly ruined her. She had found the Shire, and she had claimed her Hobbit-hole, but she was pretty sure she would have to recast the hero. Kings like Aragorn simply did not walk among mortal men.

“A drink would be nice,” she said to Andy.

“Well then…” He looked chuffed as he led her to his car—a compact, white hybrid.

They drove to a small, rustic pub overlooking the river. The rough, hewn wooden tables were snug, barely wide enough to hold their beers, and their knees touched as they sat across from each other.

Continue reading at Maryse’s Book Blog

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  1. Shared on Twitter & Pinterest (@gemiinii90). Thank you <3

    Betul E.

  2. Milena Mutter says:

    I cannot wait to read Mists of the Serengeti, I loved Leylah other books! Shared on Twitter

  3. Rehab Ahmed says:

    I absolutely love Leylah Attar’s writing, and the story sounds really amazing.
    I shared the post on twitter @r_a_ak, Hope I’d win ♥♥

  4. Shared on Facebook and Twitter, thank you!

  5. Shared on Facebook 🙂

  6. Awesome! Shared on Twitter, FB and pinterest!! So excited to read this!! LOVE her books!!

  7. Hayley cooper says:

    Have shared on facebook!! Counting down the days and it just so happens I’m going on a spa day on the release date so I get a whole day to just read!!!!

  8. Kimberly S says:

    Shared on my Twitter and Pinterest. Thank you!! ?

  9. Dominique Lee says:

    Shared on Twitter. Excited for this one. Thanks for the chance!!

  10. Heather G says:

    Shared on twitter 🙂 Thank you for the chance!

  11. tiffany johnson says:

    Shared on Twitter and Pinterest

  12. Katarzyna says:

    Shared on Twitter: https://twitter.com/KatZe_92/status/824996856551845888
    Thank you for the chance! <3

  13. This will be something different for a change. It sounds wild! I love Africa. I was born in Tunisia and lived in Algiers for a time. I shared it on twitter and google +https://twitter.com/joliejackie/status/825138840029450241

    Thanks for the book!

  14. Lulu Dumonceaux says:

    Shared on Facebook ❤ can’t wait to read this!

  15. Natalie McNichols says:

    Shared on facebook! I seriously cannot wait for this book!

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