When I saw the letter, I knew it had been hers. There is no mistaking it: the salutation, the small, specific handwriting, the day, the content itself, all verified its ancient position and authorship…

Samantha McDonough cannot believe her eyes–or her good luck. Tucked in an uncut web page of the two-hundred-year aged poetry book is usually a letter she is convinced was written by Jane Austen, talking about with regret a manuscript that “went missing at Greenbriar in Devonshire.” Could there really become an undiscovered about The Lacking Manuscript of Jane Austen Jane Austen novel waiting found? Could anyone resist the temptation to go looking for it?

Making her way to the beautiful, centuries-old Greenbriar estate, Samantha discovers it no easy task to sell its owner, the handsome yet uncompromising Anthony Whitaker, on her wild idea of looking for a dropped Austen work–until she mentions its likely million dollar value.

After discovering the unattributed manuscript, Samantha and Anthony are immediately absorbed in the storyplot of Rebecca Stanhope, daughter of a little town rector, who’s going to encounter some bittersweet truths about life and love. Because they continue to read the recently discovered story from days gone by, a new one unfolds in the present–a tale that might just modification both of their lives forever.