Showing posts with label Voice. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Voice. Show all posts

Monday, December 12, 2016

Free - Voice of an Angel



Free this week only. 
Voice of an Angel.

Just in time for Christmas, I'm running a special on my books.
First up, Voice of an Angel.

https://www.amazon.com/Voice-Angel-amazing-talent-idea-ebook/dp/B009BQQ2U6/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1481563955&sr=8-1&keywords=conny+manero

Synopsis:

Talent agent, Jack Garrett, hears the voice of an angel drifting down from a balcony in Greenwich Village. Frustrated, he spends nights walking the streets trying to find his angel. Jessie Green is in a dead end job until she loses it, and quickly grabs an opportunity for a better life. With her best friend, Betty McGill, they both stumble into new but different careers with the help of serendipitous good luck. Through a web of unexpected circumstances, Jack and Jessie’s lives are about to collide with more than a few surprises. Will love get in the way of making their dreams come true? Jessie and Jack both have a lot to learn, but can they really trust each other? Voice of an Angel…where more than one dream can come true.

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Thursday, April 23, 2015

Voice of an Angel - Prologue


PROLOGUE

 When Jack Garrett first heard the otherworldly voice, his head snapped up and he quickly surveyed the street around him.  The song, or rather ‘the voice,’ was hypnotizing, powerful, and crystal clear.  He listened, recognizing the song as Memories, made famous by Barbra Streisand.  He was pretty sure that it wasn’t a recording because he couldn’t hear any accompanying instruments.  His eyes swept over the multi floored apartment buildings, looking for a woman singing; but, he couldn’t see anyone. 
He stood there on the street, with his hands in the pockets of his black cashmere jacket, as he scanned the apartment buildings again, floor by floor, balcony by balcony, looking for any kind of female form. 
“Damn!” he swore, causing one or two pedestrians to look at him disapprovingly.   “Damn, damn, damn!”
How was he going to find this singer?  She could be in any of the numerous apartment buildings on this busy street in Greenwich Village.  If only she would show herself.
When the last notes of her song had faded away, he almost panicked.  His heart was thumping like a drum until the incredible voice started again, this time with Phantom of the Opera.  Her voiced calmed the beating of his heart and he began to relax again. He wondered if she had the skill to hit the high note that challenged so many singers.  He waited in anticipation; but, he wasn’t surprised when she nailed it, effortlessly, just like a professional.
“Where are you girl?” he whispered out loud. “Who are you?  Show yourself.”
He walked up and down the intersection, occasionally stopping to listen more closely, trying to determine where the voice was coming from. 
When his rumbling stomach reminded him he hadn’t eaten since lunchtime, he ordered a hamburger from street vendor and sat outside on a bench.  In the evening air the angelic voice floated down to him; warming his heart and sending cold chills up his spine. 
He closed his eyes and shook his head.  Such a voice! Such a talent!  And he didn’t have a clue where to look for it.
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