Riddick by Kathy Coopmans is NOW LIVE!
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Blurb
She told me Heaven would knock on my door
one day.
That I would be swept away from the hell
I lived in.
She was right about one thing and so
wrong about the other.
Heaven came in the form of an angel just
like she said.
Beautiful.
Perfect.
An angel.
And then.
My life became hell.
She disappeared. Vanished.
I left. Went to war. Killed. All for her.
Every face was the man who took her.
Every dream filled with her.
For twelve years I existed in hell.
Breathed in the fires from down below.
Until her, the woman on the beach outside
of my home.
Captivating.
Enchanting.
Mesmerizing.
It couldn't be my Cora, my angel, my
heaven on earth.
She was dead.
Wasn't she?
Excerpt
Jesse’s threats
should make me want to shut my mouth; they don’t. I’ll make all the noise in
the world to find out why I feel like I’m being dragged to my death. Oh God,
please tell me they do not know!
Without warning, Cutter grips me by my hair, yanking me
out of my spot in the corner. My backside is landing on the rough gravel with a
solid thud. The sharp stones are penetrating through the flesh on my back. I
scream out in agony as this man bores his fingers into my cheeks, digging into
my skin enough to draw blood with his fingernails penetrating through my flesh.
They’re going to kill me.
“You’re finally getting a chance to get out of here. If
you fuck this up, I’ll kill him. Do you get me?” What? I ignore his comment
about leaving here. That rolling in my stomach starts to turn, spinning out of
control until it crashes into my chest, making it hard for me to breathe. I
know exactly whom he’s referring to, and the thought makes me want him to stick
his dick in my mouth so I can bite the repulsive little thing off. He’s talking
about Riddick. Cutter nods my head for me using his greased, stained hands, his
fingernails so dirty I gag at the sight. Those hands that make me cringe every
time they touch me leave my face and go right back to my hair, where he pulls
me behind him across the lot while I stifle my cries of pain. Not from the
gravel clawing and embedding into my skin. From the words he spits out like
it’s an everyday occurrence to threaten me with the only thing that can plunder
my soul. This is the first time he’s physically hurt me, which makes me realize
that whatever I’m here for is the worst kind of bad.
My life is not my own anymore. It belongs to my brother,
and I’m a nut job because of it. I live inside my own head, talk to myself,
pretend like I’m carrying on a conversation with the one person I want with me
all the time. Riddick. I stare at walls for hours upon hours of the day and
night, daydreaming of a better life on the ocean, where I can roam freely. Feel
the wind swaying in with the tide, my hair blowing back away from my face as I
breathe in the salty air. These conscious fantasies are a young woman’s fairy tale
we all wish to come true. Riddick knows how much living on the ocean means to
me. He is going to kill them for thinking they can put their slimy hands on me.
This will be the end to the street fighting gang war my brother seems to think
he’s the king of. People stay clear of Jesse Barrick for a reason. He’s
maniacal crazy. Certifiably teetering on the edge of insanity. And whatever his
reasons are for mistreating me have crazed him out to the point where I’m
tumbling over the edge first.
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About the Author:
Kathy Coopmans
Amazon Best Selling Author Kathy
Coopmans, lives in Michigan with her husband Tony where they have two grown
sons.
After raising her children she decided to
publish her first book and retiring from being a hairstylist.
She now writes full time.
She's a huge sports fan with her favorite
being Football and Tennis.
She's a giver and will do anything she
can to help another person succeed!
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