Little Miss Straight Lace is the first of three books in the series Unbreakable. It is a complete story of about 65K words (~200 paperback pages), but leaves many threads dangling to be resolved in Books Two and Three.
The Unbreakable Series consists of Book One: Little Miss Straight Lace, Book Two: Little Girl Lost, and Book Three: Daddy’s Little Girls.
Unbreakable is the story of Josie Natale, a dedicated
researcher who lives and works in the Research Triangle area of North
Carolina. When Josie learns a bit too much about her client’s new drug,
the horrors from her past seem destined to return. Just as her life
begins to spin out of control, a dashing computer security expert
arrives from South America and seems the perfect antidote. But is his
sudden arrival just the happy coincidence it seems? Find out in these
novels of mystery, romance, and suspense that take the reader on a
roller coaster ride of murder, mayhem, sex, and drugs—of the
pharmaceutical variety, of course—until the very last page.
Praise for The Unbreakable Series:
“Romana’s characters are portrayed with skill, each is a credible
person filled with foibles, warts and gaffes…the various twists and
turns are handled with skill, are easily followed, and add depth and
dimension often lacking in works provided by newer writers…Maria
Romana’s Little Miss Straight Lace is a fast paced, keep ‘em guessing
and turning the page type read sure to intrigue readers who enjoy good
writing, a bit of romance, a lot of action, and a downright good read.”
—Molly Martin, for Midwest Book Review.
“There is one thing for sure, the reader is in for a rollicking
ride. It is full of suspense and mystery along with romance and humor. A
very enjoyable read.”
—Readers Favorite, an Amazon Vine Voice reviewer.
“…a great beach read…all the ingredients for a story that’s hard to put down…”
—Author A.J. Braithwaite.
Read a snippet (from Book 3):
Robert spoke with open hands and a casual stance, “Look, fella, take it easy. We just—”
“O-okay, listen, I-I’ll tell you the whole story.
Everything. But I swear, I never did anything to her. Nobody did. Not
on my watch, anyway. I took real good care of her. I swear. You
gotta believe me!”
Nic’s pulse quickened. He took a step closer and cocked a brow at the stocky man, “Who her?”
“Y-you know—your girl.”
“Y-yeah. You know…petite, brunette, pretty.
Kinda…” The guy relaxed a little, pulling his hands away from the
fence, and started forming an hourglass shape with them.
Nic pursed his lips. “Okay. I know what she looks
like.” He lifted his chin at the stocky man, “So what are you talking
about? ‘Your watch’. ‘Took care of her’. Where? When?”
“Come on, you know…” The tattooed man looked from
Nic over to Robert, as if he expected a more reasonable interrogator—a
Good Cop to Nic’s Bad.
But Nic insisted, “Humor me.”
“Well, uh, well…”
Nic took another step.
The tattooed man gulped and started talking, “Yeah,
okay. See, when I took the job, I didn’t know it was her, okay? It was
only when I saw her close up, in the light, that I recognized her. I
remembered her from the bar. From that night last summer when I pulled
her off the stool. I mean, I didn’t know who she really was. I just
thought she was your date, your girl or whatever, okay? I didn’t know
she was like…one of you.”