Title: Unraveling
Author: S. P. Aruna
Series: Girl Within Girl Book 1
Genre: Erotic Thriller
Publisher: BookBaby
Release Date: Oct 15 2016
Edition ~ 1st /Formats ~ eBook
Blurb/Synopsis:
Katrina is never alone. She is bound to others inside her, tighter than any Siamese twins could ever be: Cherry, the freewheeling photojournalist, Anisa, the covert spy-assassin, and others as yet unknown, all sharing her body and mind as she goes about her work in a psychiatric hospital. But she is starting to unravel, and her sole hope is the handsome Dr. Sean Paisley, the only one who can make her whole again.
Katrina is never alone. She is bound to others inside her, tighter than any Siamese twins could ever be: Cherry, the freewheeling photojournalist, Anisa, the covert spy-assassin, and others as yet unknown, all sharing her body and mind as she goes about her work in a psychiatric hospital. But she is starting to unravel, and her sole hope is the handsome Dr. Sean Paisley, the only one who can make her whole again.
** Girl Within Girl is a dark erotic thriller that
wanders through a sensual maze of manipulation and mind control. **
Book Links:
Amazon
Barnes and Noble
Kobo
Amazon
Barnes and Noble
Kobo
Excerpt:
Chapter
1 - KATRINA
That morning, April 11, 2016, could very
well have been a turning point in my life, the morning I awoke and didn't know
where I was, and even more frightening, who I was.
In my bed, I was rising out of a foggy void
that separated dreams from drowsy wakefulness, when, in a flash of alarm, I
bolted upright to sit up, frantically looking around me. I could almost hear
the whirring of the cogs in my head as my mind searched its recesses for the
answers. My surroundings slowly focused into a scene of familiarity: my Hemnes
six-drawer dresser, my Morvik wardrobe with the full-length mirror, the Gaugin
print hanging on the white stucco wall just beside it; the cream-colored
low-pile carpeting covering the floor up to my bathroom door, and the window to
my left adorned with the lace curtains I had bought at Jack's Second Hand
Furniture.
My name is Katrina. I'm in my apartment. I
think it's a Monday.
I got out of bed and stepped over to the
full-length mirror with a curious urge to examine myself. The first thing I
noticed was my dirty blonde hair flowing in waves to my shoulders. With my
not-too-wide forehead I have no quarrel with, but my bushy eyebrows get away
from being too distracting only because of the fair hair. My eyes though, I
hate them, cold and grey, even spooky, making me look away for a moment.
But then I had to look again. My sharp nose, like a bird's beak, pointed at
me from the reflection. Nondescript lips told me that I was plain. My pointed
chin only bolstered that impression.
Yet my body wasn't too bad: softly sloping
shoulders, my breasts the shape of delicate bowls, a waist that flared into
wide hips, and legs that were shaped into long perfect curves. And why
shouldn't my body be so ideal, after all I'm only...I'm only...shit...twenty-three...twenty-four?
My surname is Novak. In Czech that means,
"The New One." That's what somebody told me once.
I turned abruptly and went into my
kitchenette, hoping that a cup of coffee could bring me to a more functional
state. While brewing it, I fell into an instinctual routine mode, somehow
intuiting that I had to be at work by nine.
I'm a nurse at a psychiatric hospital.
That's not exactly a pleasant job, I agree.
Even the building I work in, the Gottlieb Memorial Institute, is spooky in its
Gothic, horror castle type architecture: roughly hewn grey stone capped by
roofs that slanted at ridiculously sharp angles; and yes, I mean more than one
roof, each corner having its own tower-like extension melding into the main
one, each pointing like spikes into the sky.
Inside is not much better; with the reception room painted a drab grey,
and the corridors leading to those unfortunate souls interned within enveloped
in white ceramic tile and neon strip lights. The place was noisy as well:
shrieks and moans always serving as a background clamor which we staff
regularly ignored. But still, I like my job because it fills me with the
satisfaction that I'm doing something meaningful.
Entering the hospital, I faced the day with
stoic acquiescence.
~ * ~
Author Information
I'm a Cambodian woman of mixed blood,
married to an aspiring author, and of course he had something to do with my
idea to write entertaining fiction. We live in a little green house in the
countryside in southern Cambodia. No kids yet, but we're working on it.
I live on a large plot of land and I enjoy
taking care of my trees, plants, and flowers. I also love embroidery, stitching
to make beautiful pictures. It's very meditative for me. And then I frame them
and put them all over the walls of my house, which drives my husband crazy.
I'm a newbie when it comes to being an
author, but being an avid reader with eclectic tastes (I enjoy reading just
about any genre as well as non-fiction) has helped me in my plunge to write
commercial fiction. Since I love erotic thriller type films, I decided to write
an erotic thriller series. I like the challenge of devising a strong plot to
embed my sexy scenes.
Author Links:
Amazon Author Page
Facebook Author Page
Goodreads Author Page
Amazon Author Page
Facebook Author Page
Goodreads Author Page
~ * ~
Competition!
Interested in winning your very own copy of Girl Within Girl? S.P. is giving away 10 ebook copies of this erotic thriller. All you have to do is hit the link below and leave an entry on the rafflecopter to be in with a chance of winning. Good Luck!
No comments:
Post a Comment