someone of use keeps her within its walls. When she finally takes her
first breaths of freedom, the soldier is sucked back into military
servitude. Her long, violent capture and imprisonment by Rochester
sets her path of physical and psychological terror.
can go before she threatens to lose herself. But when Tomlin and his
team rescues her, she discovers a new threat in the life she chooses
solider finds the key to achieving her new goal: revenge.
He considered my flesh, running his fingertips down the length of my thigh as he nodded and tapped my flank just below one of my tribal tattoos. I saw him lift his cigar to his lips, puffing a few times, then watched him lower the cigar to the item he held. Within seconds, the tip was red. My eyes grew large as I realized what it was.
“Only for a moment,” Rochester re-emphasized as he brought the small trinket to my thigh, meeting my gaze with his filled with enjoyment.
I screamed as the brand dug into my fat, cooking the skin and membranes below. My body convulsed, my muscles twitching and fighting despite the increasing tightness of the muscular man’s hold on me. I broke out into a cold sweat, muscles quivering from pain, my mouth tasting bile as I held back sickness.
Finally Rochester took the brand away, tearing skin as it lifted off. He lowered his head to below where I could see him and I could feel his warm breath as he blew on the mark. I stiffened in response, the area smarting. I could already feel the slow continuation of heat as the burn sensation spread.
stayed away from StPatrick’s complex for twelve years after her
devastating abduction and rescue from criminal mastermind Rochester’s
clutches. When her former lover and friend, Tomlin, calls with the
news of her beloved mentor’s demise, however, she decides to come
back to the school and her course is altered dramatically.
her to return for good. His stupidity was almost his downfall. Now,
life has given him a second chance.
threatening to kill them both and the new life they are seeking.
scars alike, and decide if their paths can really exist together
forever. Passion, sadness, violence, and the resiliency of love await
in Life’s Hope.
I pulled away, knowing if I didn’t we would end up in a compromising situation. On the other hand, pulling the woman back into the pitch black hall and making love to her until she cried out my name did have a certain appeal. I shook my head as I dismissed the idea, watching Seleah’s face flush. I had forgotten that she, like StPatrick, possessed the talent of reading ones intentions. It was much more revealing than most people knew.
She inclined her head, “Another time?” I nodded and closed the panel, watching her from the darkness. Her words held a promise that I hoped was true. Now that I had regained a taste of her, my Seleah was like a drug, coursing through my veins, a disease, ravaging my every thought and making my body tingle.
That my mind only came up with negative comparisons I was well aware. I just couldn’t be sure yet if that was a good thing or not.
Academic Strategist, wife and mother of two. By night, she is Rebekah
Raymond, Calgary writer of thriller/horror, romance, science fiction
2015) and Life’s Hope (May 2016) with the third and fourth installments coming out in 2017.
She attributes her wildly disconnected plots and vivid characters to
automatic and dissociative writing.
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