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dreaded begins with a phone call…
spent countless nights worried that her husband Joel would fall in the line of
duty. He had fought valiantly and served his country with honor. That’s exactly
what they tell her when they deliver the news—Joel was taken by the enemy in
Afghanistan. Her husband is dead.
travels to the one place Joel still has ties—The Marcus Ranch in Texas,
inherited by his handsome younger brother Austin.
illusion…
family, the more she considers it home. But when suspicions of Joel’s past
surface, Austin refuses to disclose family secrets—even to his brother’s widow.
It’s only by accident she uncovers evidence of Joel’s tainted past. Devastated
by his lies and betrayal, she slowly opens up to Austin, and together they unfold
layers of pain and grief.
sure she’ll never love again, but is Austin the man to prove her wrong? Then
the unthinkable happens…
future with Austin, Joel returns home from war. Enraged, traumatized, and
teetering on the edge of insanity, Joel confesses to a history of deception,
revealing yet another secret—this one too terrible to forgive.
awful twist of fate, Joel proves marriage vows are made to be honored.
No matter what.
simultaneous lightning; he appeared to reach out to her, his body bloody
and wet.
before, the night before she had been informed that Joel had been
killed. Only, this wasn’t a dream. She was awake and he was standing in
front of her.
leapt out of bed. He saw his brother standing out in the pouring rain.
He felt a wave of anger, followed by fear. Joel looked like a ghost,
lost, broken, but the way his body stood rigid told him he needed to
worry.
never ever been fearful of her husband; he had never given her reason
to, never any doubt, but in the darkness of this stormy night, something
inside was telling her she had cause to panic.
Novelist, movie addict, and animal lover, Cristina Slough is the author of Till Death Us Do Part, her debut novel.
Cristina has always been a bookworm, rarely seen without a pen and paper in her hand, she loves delving into a literacy fictional world of her own.
At the age of 11, her junior school teacher told her mother that she would be wasting her life if she didn’t become an author. Throughout her teenage years and beyond, her parents spurred her on to keep writing. She later began a career in commercial real estate, working in London’s West End, a corporate bubble where she was unable to fuel her passion to write.
It was on her Californian honeymoon in 2012 that the bug to write was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore. After visiting Yosemite National Park she was inspired by the natural beauty of the land that surrounded her. Holding a special place in her heart, Yosemite would later be written into her debut novel.
She finally gave up the ‘big smoke’ when her son, Lucas, was born in October 2013.
When Lucas was a newborn, Cristina was told to sleep when the baby sleeps. She never could. There was a calling inside her to write. After getting to grips with her new role as a mother, she began working a psychological thriller, but she couldn’t fully connect to the characters she created. She ditched the manuscript and started Till Death Us Do Part (Limitless Publishing, 2015).
Cristina is married to Adam, who runs a successful business; together they share their Bedfordshire home with their son, crazy white German Shepherd and three spoiled cats. They can be found trekking through woodlands, or around the many shops Cristina loves to explore. As a family, they love to travel frequently, the United States being a firm favorite.
try twice to get myself to continue reading.
read the Blurb – but on the other Hand I might not have chosen to read it at
all without reading the Blurb. And those divided feelings continue for me throughout
the whole book.
I encountered are my personal ones only and result ín my very personal point of
view on a soldier novel. The storyline of this book definitively deserves
reading attention and I am sure it will find many lovers.
rubbing off my personal point of view on
to fellow readers.
curious what you think …