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Reprisal
(Sequel to Contrite)
by
Kathy Coopmans
(Sequel to Contrite)
by
Kathy Coopmans
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Photography by: EricDavid Battershell
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~ Synopsis ~
Something is terribly
wrong. I can feel it. My stomach is restricting, contracting. “Oh God.” My
hands clutch my stomach. Excruciating pain progresses from my lower abdomen.
“Clove.” That grating voice reaches my ears from across the room.
“Stay the hell away from me.” His bare feet appear in my line of vision. His jean clad legs bend landing him on his hands and knees in front of me. “Please,” My voice wobbly. I’m petrified. I don’t know what’s happening or why. An unsettling feeling begins to well inside of me, clamping my eyes shut as another agonizing pain jolts. Only this time the pressure is so intense, so unbearable, making my body shake, beads of sweat instantaneously emerge on my forehead. “Trent.” Someone is calling his name, it’s not me though as my ability to speak is gone. My hearing is not.
There is nothing in this world that could make me not recognize the sound of that southern accent calling out Trent’s name. My heart pounding at an increasingly rapid pace. A dozen needles stabbing profusely over and over again.
My forehead crinkles in confusion, lifting it slowly, the click clack of her heels on the hardwood floor, louder the closer they approach. Heels as bright red as the blood beginning to pool underneath my body, those shoes are demanding the right to be heard as she squats down next to Trent. “W…what are you doing here?” My trembling sound waves ricochet throughout the room.
“You don’t look so well Clove, my dear.”
Her sound sugary sweet. She’s watching me so intensely. I don’t know how or why it hits me, but it does. When her head tilts to the side, her snide smirk graces her face.
“Y…you,” I say through a clenched breath. The last thing I remember before I fall on my side, crying, pleading, begging god to save my baby is the sound of her malicious laugh.
~ Excerpt ~
Something is terribly
wrong. I can feel it. My stomach is restricting, contracting. “Oh God.” My
hands clutch my stomach. Excruciating pain progresses from my lower abdomen.
“Clove.” That grating voice reaches my ears from across the room.
“Stay the hell away from me.” His bare feet appear in my line of vision. His jean clad legs bend landing him on his hands and knees in front of me. “Please,” My voice wobbly. I’m petrified. I don’t know what’s happening or why. An unsettling feeling begins to well inside of me, clamping my eyes shut as another agonizing pain jolts. Only this time the pressure is so intense, so unbearable, making my body shake, beads of sweat instantaneously emerge on my forehead. “Trent.” Someone is calling his name, it’s not me though as my ability to speak is gone. My hearing is not.
There is nothing in this world that could make me not recognize the sound of that southern accent calling out Trent’s name. My heart pounding at an increasingly rapid pace. A dozen needles stabbing profusely over and over again.
My forehead crinkles in confusion, lifting it slowly, the click clack of her heels on the hardwood floor, louder the closer they approach. Heels as bright red as the blood beginning to pool underneath my body, those shoes are demanding the right to be heard as she squats down next to Trent. “W…what are you doing here?” My trembling sound waves ricochet throughout the room.
“You don’t look so well Clove, my dear.”
Her sound sugary sweet. She’s watching me so intensely. I don’t know how or why it hits me, but it does. When her head tilts to the side, her snide smirk graces her face.
“Y…you,” I say through a clenched breath. The last thing I remember before I fall on my side, crying, pleading, begging god to save my baby is the sound of her malicious laugh.
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~ Review ~
~ Rating ~
~ Review ~
I will be the first to admit that I waited to
read Contrite until I could read Reprisal.
I personally am not a huge lover of cliffhangers. I love the darker mindset of these books that
Kathy has given us. Reprisal MUST be
read after Contrite or you will not be able to make heads or tails of the
story.
Clove….what a strong woman. She has endured more than imaginable but was
willing to sacrifice everything for her family.
Now let’s clarify…not the twisted woman that called herself her mother
or the brother-in-law who turned her life upside down. No those family members get what they deserve
when all is said and done.
Trent, Tucker and Clove…this little triangle has
more angles that I would have expected. Yes,
I said Tucker but you will need to read Reprisal to know why. Trent, well he made me feel bad for him a few
times but when all is said and done he is man enough to know that he stands no
chance at capturing Clove’s heart and that all of his selfish deeds will not go
unpunished.
This book was a little lighter than Contrite but
still an amazing read. The story pulls
you right back in and has you wondering when then next twist will come and just
when you think you have it figured out the story shifts again taking you in another
direction.
This book was a bit hard to review as I don’t
want to give any of the story away. Grab
your copies of Contrite and Reprisal and take the twisted roller coaster ride
of Clove, Tucker and Trent. I will be
waiting for the next book Kathy is working on.
See where it all began……..
Contrite
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~ About the Author ~Kathy is a Michigan
native where she lives with her husband Tony. They have two son's Aaron and
Shane.
She is a sports nut. Her favorite sports include NASCAR, Baseball and Football.
She retired last year from being a full time hairstylist to pursue her writing career.
~ Connect with Kathy ~
She is a sports nut. Her favorite sports include NASCAR, Baseball and Football.
She retired last year from being a full time hairstylist to pursue her writing career.
