Melissa Lawrence’s life had been planned out for her. As a wife in the upper echelon of New York society, she was expected to take her place among some of the wealthiest people in America. A society that judges you on your looks will ignore certain things because of the money your family possesses, which you will eventually inherit; however, certain peccadillos will never be acceptable, and as Melissa becomes Mel and begins to realize her potential, life sends her on a journey she never could have anticipated.
Genre: FICTION / Romance / LGBT / LesbianThis book sold VERY well, probably due to the cover
As Mel began to come to, she listened to the sounds around her. She could hear shouts and conversations in several languages, clumping noises, metal grinding against metal, the creaking of wood, bangs, things rolling around, human sounds of snoring, farting, and breathing, squeaking of what she believed were rats, and above all that racket was the relentless sound of water. She could hear it faintly slapping against the thick wall her cheek was pressed tightly against. There were dreadful smells and something moist below her other cheek. It was a dampness and something else with an odor she couldn’t identify. The wall was solid, a second sense told her that, but she could still identify the sound of water near her. Where was she?
“Get up! Get up!” a voice called, and she was suddenly sputtering as a bucketful of water splashed down on her barely awake and curiously numb face. Blinking rapidly, she could feel the sting of saltwater in her eyes. “Get yer arse up,” a voice told her. Slowly, she sat up from where she had been lying and tried to wipe the water from her eyes. Additional splashes of water hit her on both sides as buckets full of water were thrown on others around her. Blinking rapidly, she looked at the men lying about, some of them looking more confused than she. When one of the water bearers had all their attention, he said, “Yer on a ship at sea, and you’ll be doing work, if you know what’s good for ya. There hain’t no way off ‘er, and if you don’t work, you don’t eat. If you don’t work, we’ll throw ya overboard, and you’se can walk back!” He started to laugh at his own jest and the other two with him joined in.
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Italian
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Translation in progress.
Translated by Silvia Sciulli
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Spanish
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Already translated.
Translated by Sandra Martínez
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