The Consequence of Anna

A Heartbreaking Historical Family Saga of Love, Friendship, Obsession, and Madness

The Amazon #1 Bestseller reminiscent of The Thorn Birds, The Light Between Oceans, and Lady Chatterley’s Lover. Inspired by a TRUE STORY . . .

Nominated for a PULITZER PRIZE . . . Soon to be a MAJOR MOTION PICTURE.

“An intense and emotional read!” – Rhys Bowen, New York Times bestselling author of In Farleigh Field and The Tuscan Child

The saga of two women–one driven by passion to do the unthinkable, the other plunging into insanity–and a man bound between them.

1930, Esperance, Australia: When Anna’s beautiful English cousin Lottie returns to a remote sheep station after a decade of absence, she shares her heart’s greatest desire to have a child. Anna, suffering from undiagnosed mental illness and afraid of losing her beloved cousin again, manipulates her unwilling husband to grant Lottie’s wish. What follows brings devastating consequences for them all . . .

Deeply poignant and beautifully written, The Consequence of Anna is an extraordinary and riveting family saga about friendship, obsession, and mental illness. A tale of forbidden romance, shocking secrets, and heartrending events that lead to one woman’s slow descent into madness.

"Storytelling on an epic scale. I had to stop reading and let myself have a good cry more times than I care to admit. This story touched my heart and soul and I will never forget it."
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Robin Price, Amazon

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