Leylah Attar’s MISTS OF THE SERENGETI is here!
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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 newborn 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."
A blend of romance and women’s fiction, Mists of The Serengeti is inspired by true events and contains emotional triggers, including the death of a child. Not recommended for sensitive readers. Standalone, contemporary fiction.
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REVIEW
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. Mists of the Serengeti is a story that spans on tragedy that slowly builds to a breathtaking phenomenal journey of healing and a love that is just as magical as the setting of the story. I will just state this right away...my review will not do justice on the beauty of this story. The writing and the way the author words her words are simple and yet they pack a powerful punch. We have Rodel and Jack, who try to deal with the understanding and the why of the tragedy they both are connected to. When Rodel wants to pick up where her sister left off and somehow stay connected, she looks for help. A colorful character of the name Bahati comes in and from there they look for another source to help Rodel and he goes by the name of Jack Warden. Jack is a whirlind of violent storms who lives in his own guilt on not being able to save his precious daughter. The first meeting is not a guarantee but as some circumstances approach, Jack is more inclined on helping Rodel with her request. As they set off on their journey, neither see coming of the danger that awaits for them or of the magnetic romance that slowly blooms. Every character plays a role in bringing Rodel and Jack together and back to each other. Every character plays a significant role with the words they speak.
"He was so achingly familiar with loss that sharing it with him didn't feel foreign."
"We were both feeling guilty for it because desire has no place at grief's table, and yet, there it was, sitting between us like a shameless, univited guest."
From beginning to the last sentence at the very end, you'll feel a connection to this incredible, EPIC, story.
"You've been watching me sleep?" "I've been stargazing."
I can not stress enough on how the authors words affected me. I don't like crying. I get all red nose, red eyed blubbering mess. And with Mists of the Serengeti, I would happily get all red nose, red eyed blubbering mess. Again. Again. And again.
"I hope we all go like that, leaving something bright behind."
"He was so achingly familiar with loss that sharing it with him didn't feel foreign."
"We were both feeling guilty for it because desire has no place at grief's table, and yet, there it was, sitting between us like a shameless, univited guest."
From beginning to the last sentence at the very end, you'll feel a connection to this incredible, EPIC, story.
"You've been watching me sleep?" "I've been stargazing."
I can not stress enough on how the authors words affected me. I don't like crying. I get all red nose, red eyed blubbering mess. And with Mists of the Serengeti, I would happily get all red nose, red eyed blubbering mess. Again. Again. And again.
"I hope we all go like that, leaving something bright behind."
Leylah Attar writes stories about love - shaken, stirred, and served with a twist.Sometimes she disappears into the black hole of the internet, but can usually be enticed out with chocolate. Leylah is a New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author of contemporary romance/women’s fiction.
