Given to You—cover script Carl Rachel — Windshippublishing — June 2013
Book cover script—Given to You
To give is a virtue. But to give your very self, the ultimate bequest. Offered in love, it can be wondrous. Offered in desperation, it can be deadly.
In Book Two of this three-part epic, young and tempting Kate Simmons at last seemed to have reached a safe haven of happiness when she moved in with Neil, ambitious and persevering, both in his legal practice and his love life. Taking great care to protect his trophy and the surprise hehad in mind for Kate, Neil hired security to accompany his soon-to-be fiancée on a scavenger hunt of a lifetime. As Book Three continues their saga, it is life itself that is in the balance when Kate becomes the hunted as the jilted Roger snatches his prey.
The obsessed minds of Neil and Roger now take aim squarely at each other — with a bare and exposed Kate directly in the crossfire. Knowing her very life will be the winner’s spoil, Kate stares agony in its ghastly face as it approaches for the death dance.
There is no time, no place, no safety in a war of fixation. A war in which the winner will be either the last one standing, or the last one to die.
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Chapter Part 12:
He tugged on her lower lip and then pulled away. “I don’t want to take anything out on you,” he said. “We’re finally together. I want to love you and have you love me in return. I’ve been dreaming about this for a long time. You’re mine now. All mine and no one else can have you. Do you understand?”
Kate’s eyes were wide with fear. She could feel Roger’s erection under her bottom, his rough hands on her body. She didn’t know how to respond, but fortunately Jacob walked up interrupting them.
“Miss Kate, did you fall down?”
“Yes, I did, honey. Your dad was just helping me up.”
“Jacob, I want you to stay in the car while I walk Kate to the ladies room. Can you do that for me, buddy?”
“Yes, Daddy,” Jacob said, opening the back door.
Roger removed a small knife from his pocket and cut the zip tie securing Kate to the car door. Kate rubbed her wrist as Roger led her to the restrooms squeezing her arm so tightly that she wanted to scream in pain, but didn’t. Between the throbbing in her hip and shoulder, she was surprised that she could walk at all. She knew for certain now, that he was capable of killing anyone who got in the way of what he wanted, so she kept her eyes downcast. Seeking help from bystanders would most likely just get them hurt or worse and she didn’t want any more dead bodies on her conscience.
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