Title:
Transcending Nirvana: The Dark Evoke Series #3.
Author:
V.L. Brock
Genre:
Dark Romantic Suspense/Psychological/Thriller
Release
Date: 16th June 2015
***DUE
TO THE DARK CONTENT OF THIS STORY, IT IS ONLY RECOMMENDED TO READERS
OVER THE AGE OF 18***
Con·trol:
tr.v.
con·trolled, con·trol·ling, con·trols
Noun
1.
The power to influence or direct people's behaviour or the course of
events.
2.
To hold in restraint.
Survivor:
sur·vive
v.
sur·vived, sur·viv·ing, sur·vives
v.intr.
1.
To remain alive or in existence.
2.
To carry on despite hardships or trauma.
Kady
Jenson was a fighter.
For
four days, she fought through the darkness of her unconscious, and
for weeks she fought for answers as to why her long-term boyfriend
was more of a stranger, while she felt so connected to the Irish
stranger at her hospital bedside.
The
apprehension, fear, anxiety, scars she had no memories of gaining and
an unfamiliar passion which spawned each time she was in close
proximity to the stranger, provided a wake-up call.
Receiving
something she secretly craved helped regain the memories of the 3
years she had lost...and nothing could prepare her for the
gut-wrenching truth.
Kady
discovered she had gone from fighter to victim at the hands and
manipulation of the one person she truly loved - The one person who
was supposed to love and cherish her.
Beatings,
emotional cruelty and mental torture were an everyday occurrence.
This
was her life...
Now,
she's back and so are her memories. With Irish at her side to protect
her and maintain any residual fight she has left, can she finally
break free of Liam's hold?
What
remained left of the fighter, fought to discover that she, at the
lowest point of her life, was a victim.
Now
she must continue to battle against the darkness before she can call
herself A SURVIVOR.
***THIS
IS THE THIRD AND FINAL INSTALMENT OF THE DARK EVOKE SERIES AND IS
THEREFORE NOT INTENDED AS A STANDALONE NOVEL***
EXCERPT:
When
my fingertips grazed over the stripe along his ribs, he shuddered and
inhaled loudly. By the time I moved to the ones on his torso he was
barely reacting to my touch.
It
was when I lifted my inspecting gaze from my roaming hand and looked
him in the eye that I sensed his dread. He knew where I was going to
next. My heart was constricting at not only seeing the look of
unadulterated disgust, pain and shame in his eyes, but sensing how
great that perception of himself was.
This
six foot, tattooed, muscular Irishman was physically shaking, his
muscles and jaw clenching to painful proportions. The mere fact that
he remained standing in front of me was enough to stun me. He looked
ready to cave and drop to his knees.
Still,
when I softly traced around the leather-like scalded, discolored
flesh, his breathing was frantic, his eyes screwing tightly as though
willing me away. This I was used to. This wasn’t the first time he
allowed me to touch it, but I wanted him to show me, to prove to me
that his body was mine also. I’d lived treading on eggshells for
far too long. I wasn’t going to continue walking on them because of
his inability to allow me in, and placing barriers between us,
regardless of how painful.
Eyes
closed tightly, his face contorted while I held my breath. I silently
inched closer to the area. My lips narrowly managed to make a
featherlike contact against it, when his eyes sprang open as he
gasped, pushing me away.
Purchase
links:
ebook, Seeking Nirvana: The Dark Evoke Series #1: U.S:
http://amzn.to/1nhZQmd
UK: http://amzn.to/1lI3VNr
Seeking
Nirvana Book Trailer:
http://youtu.be/dj9Thmc_e4M
For Eluding Nirvana: The Dark Evoke Series #2: US:
http://amzn.to/1tRfEJO
UK: http://amzn.to/1n6BVpS
Author
Bio:
Raised
in a creative family, witnessing one another expressing themselves
through creativity, albeit musically or through a form of literature,
it was only a matter of time before my passion for devising
characters and their unique stories in their own world, began to form
and grow. From there the seed was sown and flourished into a young
girls dream.
Throughout
the years I have often toyed with the idea of pursuing this path, yet
unknowing where to begin. There are so many routes in this day and
age to help get from A to B, that the dream was both tangible and
terrifying. So with that, and after a few months of kicking myself
into gear thanks to a certain someone, I decided to self-publish, and
that decision was most probably one of the best decisions I have ever
made.
I
am a mother of a 6 year old son who knows how to keep me on my toes.
If
I’m not writing I’m constantly thinking about writing and can be
found either chasing my son around, with my nose in book or being
creative in the kitchen.
Amazon
Author Link:
http://www.amazon.com/V.L.-Brock/e/B00IJIB16C/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?qid=1408268470&sr=8-1
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