The Ruthless Storm Volume 2 The Calm Before the Storm Evan's Sins is out!

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/2...

Currently the ebook is preorder for the sale price of 2.99. The paperback is ready for purchase.


Blurb:

Evan O’Conner isn’t a normal child. His father’s alcoholism and mother’s abuse drives him to concoct a plan to rid his life of them permanently. The night is fraught with a horrendous storm, thunder and lightning as the beast inside him is born. Even in her death his mother won’t leave. She haunts his subconscious as he attempts over and over to kill her.

Evan meets his match when Officer Burkhalder enters the picture. One of her closest friends and his family fall victim to violent deaths during the worst hurricane Billows Hollow has ever seen. With only a sketch she learns the identity of the perpetrator and digs into his life, pries into his past – hunting him. Will she stop him? Or will somebody else?

Excerpt:

Gala awoke to a blistering headache and a huge knot on the back of her head. Dried blood caked between her legs. Sharp pains forced their way from her vaginal area to her chest in waves. Hanging her head over the side of the seat, vomit spewed from her mouth in unforgiving torrents, covering her purse, thong and the floorboard of her car until dry heaves consumed her. Every inch of her body ached with pain - her soul severed.

A single thought raced through her mind. I want to go home. She fumbled through the thick vomit until she found the keys in her purse. Tears rolled down her cheeks as the entire scene played over and over in her mind. Slowly, using every bit of her strength, she lifted her body upwards and fell back against the seat. He’s gone. I’m alive.

With each deep breath her mind swam into focus. Her eyes scanned the empty parking lot, surveying the darkness surrounding her. With a burst of energy she locked her doors. With every move she made, the pain from her head shot down through her body, rendering it immobile. He might come back. She knew she needed to find the strength to leave before he did, or next time he’d kill her for sure.

Gala’s fear of her attacker kept her from opening the door. He might be waiting. He might be right outside the car. With the doors locked, he can’t get inside. She threw her keys into the driver’s seat.

Gathering her energy, she forced her legs between the front seats. Straddling the hump, she grasped both seats and heaved her body forward. She stopped to regain her energy, leaned her pounding head against the driver’s seat headrest and scanned the parking lot again. She saw more perched on the hump. The darkness around her, lighter than moments earlier, surrounded the bare parking lot. Morning, it’s almost dawn.

Her slide-collapse into the driver’s seat brought waves of pain bolting through her abdomen, followed by a shrill scream. Tears from pain and fear poured from her eyes as she started her car and flew out of the bare parking lot. She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, attempting to see the road in front of her through the cracked windshield.

Gala cruised the winding country road, paying no mind to the road itself. An armadillo crossed her path, the tires of her car thumped over the hard shell causing her car to swerve. She jumped and lost control of the vehicle. The steering wheel spun in circles as if possessed causing the car to careen into a large ditch. Her body jolted forwards as the front end smashed into a wall of dirt.

For the second time in a few hours her life flashed before her eyes and she knew she would not walk away. Her head continued forward, blasting through the windshield, glass shattering. Her world went black.