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2nd Chances: A Book of Choices
Imagine being in love for three hundred years with the same soul…
Trevor Brady drowned while pirating on the Caribbean in the 1700’s and was given a chance to redeem his soul. He begins life anew, as a guardian of human beings. Trevor finds himself in love with what may be the reincarnation of his childhood sweetheart, who was murdered by Trevor’s former ship captain. To make things worse, it looks like the ship’s captain has returned from the grave, bent on taking his revenge on Trevor and all whom he loves. They all collide in the world of kidnapping, drugs, and slavery.
Trevor Brady drowned while pirating on the Caribbean in the 1700’s and was given a chance to redeem his soul. He begins life anew, as a guardian of human beings. Trevor finds himself in love with what may be the reincarnation of his childhood sweetheart, who was murdered by Trevor’s former ship captain. To make things worse, it looks like the ship’s captain has returned from the grave, bent on taking his revenge on Trevor and all whom he loves. They all collide in the world of kidnapping, drugs, and slavery.
461 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 8, 2015
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T.D. Cooper
8 books8 followersA Bit about Me
I am not your typical grandmother. First, I don't like to be called Grandma; I prefer Nana, and second, I don't believe anyone should act their age. So, let's start with my husband, we've been married for 47 years. Next comes our two daughters. Daughter number one is married with three children. Daughter number two has one child. I love to spend time doing family activities, and I love that we all live within three miles of each other.
I never thought I would be a writer when I was young; I'm not much of a reader. I was an outside girl, riding my bike, swimming, climbing trees, and making up my own stories as I played.
We lived in the San Joaquin Valley, where it was hot in the summer and foggy in the winter. My brother and I were close and spent most of our free time together. My dad owned a nursery where we worked, watering the plants and pulling weeds. (Fun stuff).
I remember a family vacation: We had a used blue Cadillac and a fourteen-foot travel trailer. My parents decided we should see the United States. We started the trip in California, hitting all the historical spots from there to Washington, D.C., and back. Dad was cruising along on a freeway, pointing out the Pentagon, when he was forced into the wrong lane, and we ended up under the Pentagon with rifles pointed at us. What a sight! I'm sure we all looked like deer in the headlights.
But for the most part, I had a normal childhood and teenage life. My high school years consisted of cheerleading, competing on the swim team, and making grades so that I'd be accepted to Cal Poly San Luis Obispo.
My adult life began when I met and married the love of my life while working as an EMT. When the girls came along, I stayed home and raised them. My husband found his passion in I.T. Later, I returned to the pool, where I coached competitive swimming for 25 years.
My writing career began when I broke my leg and was not allowed to walk. I had to do something to purge my wild imagination and energy. I discovered the computer (okay, I'm a little late, but it could spell). I spent the next six weeks reading every book I could find on writing. I read and wrote every day until I could tell a story. When I felt ready, I began researching and writing my novel. I doubted myself almost every day, but here I am, fifteen years later, with eight completed novels.
We retired and moved to East Tennessee, where I love the green rolling hills. I finally understood what my mother had talked about and missed.
I taught my swimmers to work hard and never abandon their dreams. I think the same advice applies to me. The word 'can't' is not in my vocabulary. My motto: Dream big, work hard, and never give up has worked well for me throughout my life.
I am not your typical grandmother. First, I don't like to be called Grandma; I prefer Nana, and second, I don't believe anyone should act their age. So, let's start with my husband, we've been married for 47 years. Next comes our two daughters. Daughter number one is married with three children. Daughter number two has one child. I love to spend time doing family activities, and I love that we all live within three miles of each other.
I never thought I would be a writer when I was young; I'm not much of a reader. I was an outside girl, riding my bike, swimming, climbing trees, and making up my own stories as I played.
We lived in the San Joaquin Valley, where it was hot in the summer and foggy in the winter. My brother and I were close and spent most of our free time together. My dad owned a nursery where we worked, watering the plants and pulling weeds. (Fun stuff).
I remember a family vacation: We had a used blue Cadillac and a fourteen-foot travel trailer. My parents decided we should see the United States. We started the trip in California, hitting all the historical spots from there to Washington, D.C., and back. Dad was cruising along on a freeway, pointing out the Pentagon, when he was forced into the wrong lane, and we ended up under the Pentagon with rifles pointed at us. What a sight! I'm sure we all looked like deer in the headlights.
But for the most part, I had a normal childhood and teenage life. My high school years consisted of cheerleading, competing on the swim team, and making grades so that I'd be accepted to Cal Poly San Luis Obispo.
My adult life began when I met and married the love of my life while working as an EMT. When the girls came along, I stayed home and raised them. My husband found his passion in I.T. Later, I returned to the pool, where I coached competitive swimming for 25 years.
My writing career began when I broke my leg and was not allowed to walk. I had to do something to purge my wild imagination and energy. I discovered the computer (okay, I'm a little late, but it could spell). I spent the next six weeks reading every book I could find on writing. I read and wrote every day until I could tell a story. When I felt ready, I began researching and writing my novel. I doubted myself almost every day, but here I am, fifteen years later, with eight completed novels.
We retired and moved to East Tennessee, where I love the green rolling hills. I finally understood what my mother had talked about and missed.
I taught my swimmers to work hard and never abandon their dreams. I think the same advice applies to me. The word 'can't' is not in my vocabulary. My motto: Dream big, work hard, and never give up has worked well for me throughout my life.
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February 26, 2020
This is another book that I was unsure about. Not my usual type. I am very glad I gave it a chance. I don't want to spoil anything so I'm just going to say that I'd recommend it to anyone who is interested in the idea of being given a second chance after you died and what you could do with that. And just writing that makes me understand that that description is inadequate. I say just pick up this book and start reading. I believe you will be surprised and intrigued enough to keep reading.
May 19, 2015
2nd chances: A book of choices by TD Cooper is a well written, fast paced, action packed book that was exciting and kept me spellbound, I really enjoyed the unique perspective and the way it all tied together. I'm hoping there is a sequel. I highly recommend this book.
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