update on my latest novel Doubt, Among Us Trilogy (book 1 )

I’ve been purposely offline for the past 3 months so I can focus on finishing my latest novel, Doubt, book 1 of the Among Us Trilogy. Today, I am proud to say that I have finished 17 chapters.

While writing, I have been busy watching 3 Turkish TV series, Cabudai (Hero), Kuzey Guney (North/South) and Ala Mara Zaman (Once Upon a Time). When I have time, I will try to find links to the series with English subtitles. For the show Fatmagul, I have been too busy to find more episodes with English subs. Once my life calms down, I will do my best to look for more episodes.

If you are interested in becoming a beta reader for my book, please send me a message here or on http://www.amongus.ca .

Here is a sample chapter…

I am looking for general feedback for the first 17 chapters of my latest book. Specifically to answer the 3 questions below…

Questions:
1) Would this book fit the YA fiction genre? If not, what genre?
2) Is the pace of the book okay? Too slow? Too fast? If so, where?
3) Do you want to read more?

If you are interested, private message me and I’ll send you a copy.

Thanks,
Anne-Rae (sample from prologue)

Serena bent over to kiss her father good night. He barely moved, his eyes glued to his iPad, reviewing his notes from his consular meetings that day.

“Good night, father.”

He mumbled something that resembled ‘good night’, kissed the top of her head without removing his eyes from the device. She straightened herself, turned and walked out of the room. Ever since the riot that devastated downtown Manila and the reports of hundreds of people who went missing a few weeks ago, her father had stayed past office hours at the consulate every night.

Her thoughts raced as she walked down the hallway. Suddenly she felt a hand on her left shoulder. Parts of her wanted to start running but instead she froze in her tracks. The spicy scent of “Gucci Pour Homme” cologne enveloped her nostrils. She must have sprayed that scent on thousands of male customers last summer at her part time job during the “Shangri-la Plaza’s Back to School” promotion.

“Don’t be scared Serena. We need to talk,” a deep strong voice whispered in her ear.

She nodded her head and continued down the hall. The stranger pressed his hand into the small of her back. She could feel his firm body through her pink cotton pajamas as he guided her down the corridor. She squinted to see her reflection in the twenty-foot mirror at the end of the hallway. Her short dirty blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail, revealed her pale white skin. She appeared more like a bewildered child and not the confident twenty-two year old she was known to be among her circle of friends. As they walked closer towards the mirror, she could faintly see the outline of her captor; his hooded jacket hid his facial features. Possibly six feet tall, his frame overshadowed her mere five foot two inches of height.

“Let’s go inside your room.” It was more of a request than a command.

Why did he sound so familiar? Who was this person? She opened the door into the darkness of the room. Her hand reached out for the light switch, an automatic reaction. He grabbed her hand and held it tight.

“Keep the lights down for now.”

The moonlight streamed streaks of light through the open window onto her bed. Her bed was perfectly made, the sheets tucked in just as her stepmother had instructed the maids to do. Instead of worrying what was going to happen next, her thoughts focused on the freshly laundered sheets with the scent of the softener still on the fabric. If the maid did not do perfect hospital corners, her stepmother, on a good day, would dock her a day’s wage. On a bad day, she would send the poor girl home packing.

Serena shook her head. Why had her thoughts wandered away from the urgency of the moment? She could have easily caught her captor by surprise and kneed him in the groin or better yet gouged his eyes out if she wanted to. Having taught self-defense classes at Global Nation for the past two years, why had she not taken advantage of this talent?

“Have a seat on the bed.”

Unsure of what his intentions were and yet as equally curious, she sat down on the corner of her bed, obeying his request. Her eyes moved up his dark pants, up his jacket until it reached his face. He raised his arm. She held her breath anticipating a blow but realized he was only removing his hoodie from his head. Before she could react, he sat down besides her, removing the backpack on his shoulder onto the bed beside him. He fumbled for a minute and brought out a square object. He placed it onto his lap and then opened it. The bright light from the laptop caught her by surprise.

“What is this? Who the hell are you?” she finally burst out.

He turned to her, his blue eyes piercing into hers. His lips curled into a smile, like a child who had a secret to share.

“Harry… Harry Doubt. Nice to finally meet you in person; Serena or should I say Lioness? I have a mission for you. Many Philippine citizens have “disappeared” or have gone missing in the last year.”

She nodded slowly. “But Global Nation has been offering help to the local police and army to try to find out about the disappearances,” she replied.

He handed her a flash card. She frowned.

“We need you to find out what is on your father’s computer. We have information that GN is involved.”

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