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Author<\/h2>\nKori Bates<\/p>\n
Kori Bates lives in San Antonio, Texas with her partner, Angiel, and their three rescue dogs, two pit bull mixes and a giant schnauzer. She enjoys reading, spoiling their pets, and cooking. When she’s not reading or writing books, she collects items to be donated to shelters, animal rescues, and heps cook breakfast at her church for the homeless.<\/p>\n
Kate Williams is holding on to her sanity by a thread. She suffers from dissociative identity disorder and there are six other personalities aside from her own who are fighting to gain control. The medication helps, but it won’t keep them at bay for long. She’s slowly slipping out of our world and into Theirs. Soon, she won’t be able to fight Them, but she must find out the truth about her sister’s murder before she lets Their darkness take over.<\/p>\n
Dean Williams’ fiance disappeared without a trace. Almost a year later, he is desperate to find answers for her parents and for himself. But when a chance encounter at a local restaurant takes place, will it provide him with clarity? Or will everything he thought he knew come crashing down around him?<\/p>\n
Book excerpt<\/p>\n
A few deep breaths. A few drags of a cigarette. The only sounds from crickets and the ticking of seconds passing from my watch.<\/p>\n
The shadows caressed the scenery like a blanket of soft velvet, with streetlamps giving off only the dimmest light every few blocks or so. I stood taking it all in for what seemed like a lifetime.<\/p>\n
I\u2019d ignored the truth, argued against its rational, and lamented on its implications, but in the back of my mind, the signs were there. But it was a truth I could only now see for what it was. A truth I was going to face in a few minutes time, and one I wasn’t sure I was ready for. Because whichever way this went, I\u2019d have answers. I\u2019d have the missing pieces, but did I want them? Could I handle them? I wasn\u2019t sure, but it was better than the alternative of continuous conjecture.<\/p>\n
In the distance, an owl screeched and I couldn\u2019t help but think how completely removed from the rest of the world I was. Every bit looked exactly the same as it had a day ago, but it was all wrong, so foreign, that though the shapes, the outlines, the buildings, and the trees were all untouched, they were hard to recognize.<\/p>\n
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