My name is Abby Shrewsbury, and I'm a brand new indie author working on my debut novel, Broken Pieces! It's set to release in March of 2026, and I was wondering if you might want to be an ARC reader for me. It's a tragic contemporary romance.
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Here's a blurb about the book:
Sam Reynolds is no stranger to survival. After a childhood shaped by loss and betrayal, she’s built a quiet life filled with small comforts - steady routines, warm coffee, and the tentative hope of something more with Elliot Flint, the kind-hearted business executive who sees her even when she tries to disappear.
But just as Sam begins to let herself believe in healing, her past resurfaces - and it’s not just a ghost. It’s real. Watching. Waiting. And when violence shatters the fragile world she’s built, the fallout ripples far beyond her own story.
Told with raw tenderness and aching honesty, Broken Pieces is a lyrical, tragic love story about the weight of trauma, the fragility of trust, and the quiet power of human connection.
Sometimes, the past doesn’t stay buried. Sometimes, love comes too late. And sometimes… healing is found in what remains.
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Possible triggers: domestic violence.
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I'd love your feedback! If you're willing, fill out this google form to apply to be an ARC reader so I'll have your info, and we can go from there! https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1FA...
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Here's a blurb about the book:
Sam Reynolds is no stranger to survival. After a childhood shaped by loss and betrayal, she’s built a quiet life filled with small comforts - steady routines, warm coffee, and the tentative hope of something more with Elliot Flint, the kind-hearted business executive who sees her even when she tries to disappear.
But just as Sam begins to let herself believe in healing, her past resurfaces - and it’s not just a ghost. It’s real. Watching. Waiting. And when violence shatters the fragile world she’s built, the fallout ripples far beyond her own story.
Told with raw tenderness and aching honesty, Broken Pieces is a lyrical, tragic love story about the weight of trauma, the fragility of trust, and the quiet power of human connection.
Sometimes, the past doesn’t stay buried. Sometimes, love comes too late. And sometimes… healing is found in what remains.
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Possible triggers: domestic violence.
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I'd love your feedback! If you're willing, fill out this google form to apply to be an ARC reader so I'll have your info, and we can go from there! https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1FA...