"The Final Truth" Mystery Novel WIP

Hey friends and followers!

Soooo for English this semester, I have to -- rather, GET to! -- write a creative story, and, of course, I've been having a blast with it. :D

I've never actually finished a real, legit book before, so I'm excited to see how it turns out.

So far I've only got 2,000 words; my goal is 30,000 -- I didn't want to aim too high for my first novel (or rather, novella ;). It'll be written over the course of 15 weeks, so I think 30k is extremely do-able. And hey, if it ends up longer than that, sweet! :D

I've been trying to think up a good name for it... right now, it's called "The Final Truth." (This could change..) So, of course I had to make a cover for it! I rather like how it turned out... ;) Oh, and here's le synopsis:

"What begins as just another case for Tom Devries (I might change his last name.. :p), soon turns into something much more threatening. As Tom, a specialist investigator for the L.I.A. begins to unravel the thefts, dangerous secrets begin to be uncovered -- secrets that were never meant to be found out. And when at last the final truth is discovered, Tom is faced with the hardest decision of his life."

(Teehee, I had fun writing that. ;D)

Soooo hopefully that got you at least a little bit interested... ;) If it did, here's a short snippet from the first chapter...

It involves Tom's friend, Julie Weisz, (well, they're more than friends actually. But not technically boyfriend/girlfriend...) who is a journalist for a newspaper in London. (Did I mention the story is set there? ;) The two just had coffee/tea at a café, after Julie finished some writing for her work...

Oh, and hey, give me some feedback in the comments!! I'd be ever so grateful. :)

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     After arriving back at her flat, Julie set her laptop on the round kitchen table and threw herself on the couch. She squeezed her eyes shut and a smile began playing around her lips.

     The warmness in his voice when he greeted her… the grey eyes searching her own… the touch of his strong hand around hers…  She quickly sat up and rolled her eyes at herself.

     “What are you thinking, girl?” she muttered to herself.

   Taking a deep breath, she straightened her shoulders and shook her hair back. Just because someone new came into her life didn’t mean her whole life had to fall apart. But then… Tom was so different from anyone she had ever met…

    She was used to always keeping the professional face on. She was a journalist, that’s what they did. Her personal emotions were no one’s business but her own. It was easiest that way.

     But she knew she couldn’t do that with Tom. He cared about her. He knew her. He saw her.  And that frightened her.

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P.S. And here's my Pinterest storyboard for it: 'The Final Truth' Storyboard