Friday, December 9, 2016

Kathy Coopmans - Riddick review, excerpt and giveaway



Riddick by Kathy Coopmans is NOW LIVE! 

Are you ready?



Blurb
She told me Heaven would knock on my door one day.
That I would be swept away from the hell I lived in.
She was right about one thing and so wrong about the other.
Heaven came in the form of an angel just like she said.
Beautiful.
Perfect.
An angel.
And then.
My life became hell. 
She disappeared. Vanished.
I left. Went to war. Killed. All for her.
Every face was the man who took her. 
Every dream filled with her.
For twelve years I existed in hell. Breathed in the fires from down below.
Until her, the woman on the beach outside of my home.
Captivating.
Enchanting.
Mesmerizing.
It couldn't be my Cora, my angel, my heaven on earth.
She was dead.
Wasn't she?



My Review

I love getting lost in Kathy's books and the beginning of Cora and Riddick's story had me gasping and wanting more. I was immediately drawn into their story.  Cora was a strong woman, who had to overcome quite a bit in her life.  Loss of her parents, horrible brother. But luckily for her she found Vivian and her parents. She finally had a great family of her own making.  However, she was just surviving. She wasn't living.  She thought about Riddick always and never allowed herself to love anyone else. Have I mentioned Cora's brother is a piece of work?! I was ready to throat punch him! And on the flip side, Riddick has never forgotten Cora.  They were both victims of her brother; they lost 12 years. But in typical Kathy Coopmans fashion, she sends the reader through twists and turns and things they won't see coming.  The emotions run high in this book and it's sad, sweet and hang on to your seat action!  I enjoyed how the book flipped from both of their POVs.  I recommend this read!



Excerpt
 Jesse’s threats should make me want to shut my mouth; they don’t. I’ll make all the noise in the world to find out why I feel like I’m being dragged to my death. Oh God, please tell me they do not know!
Without warning, Cutter grips me by my hair, yanking me out of my spot in the corner. My backside is landing on the rough gravel with a solid thud. The sharp stones are penetrating through the flesh on my back. I scream out in agony as this man bores his fingers into my cheeks, digging into my skin enough to draw blood with his fingernails penetrating through my flesh. They’re going to kill me.
“You’re finally getting a chance to get out of here. If you fuck this up, I’ll kill him. Do you get me?” What? I ignore his comment about leaving here. That rolling in my stomach starts to turn, spinning out of control until it crashes into my chest, making it hard for me to breathe. I know exactly whom he’s referring to, and the thought makes me want him to stick his dick in my mouth so I can bite the repulsive little thing off. He’s talking about Riddick. Cutter nods my head for me using his greased, stained hands, his fingernails so dirty I gag at the sight. Those hands that make me cringe every time they touch me leave my face and go right back to my hair, where he pulls me behind him across the lot while I stifle my cries of pain. Not from the gravel clawing and embedding into my skin. From the words he spits out like it’s an everyday occurrence to threaten me with the only thing that can plunder my soul. This is the first time he’s physically hurt me, which makes me realize that whatever I’m here for is the worst kind of bad.

My life is not my own anymore. It belongs to my brother, and I’m a nut job because of it. I live inside my own head, talk to myself, pretend like I’m carrying on a conversation with the one person I want with me all the time. Riddick. I stare at walls for hours upon hours of the day and night, daydreaming of a better life on the ocean, where I can roam freely. Feel the wind swaying in with the tide, my hair blowing back away from my face as I breathe in the salty air. These conscious fantasies are a young woman’s fairy tale we all wish to come true. Riddick knows how much living on the ocean means to me. He is going to kill them for thinking they can put their slimy hands on me. This will be the end to the street fighting gang war my brother seems to think he’s the king of. People stay clear of Jesse Barrick for a reason. He’s maniacal crazy. Certifiably teetering on the edge of insanity. And whatever his reasons are for mistreating me have crazed him out to the point where I’m tumbling over the edge first.


About the Author
Amazon Best Selling Author Kathy Coopmans, lives in Michigan with her husband Tony where they have two grown sons. After raising her children she decided to publish her first book and retiring from being a hairstylist. She now writes full time. She's a huge sports fan with her favorite being Football and Tennis. She's a giver and will do anything she can to help another person succeed!
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