Gone
by Barb Han
Romantic Women's Fiction
Category(ies): Mystery/Thriller
Publisher: Etopia Press
Release Date: January 11, 2013
Heat Level: Steamy
Word Count: 77,000
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Blurb
How
far would you go to find a child that never existed?
Elizabeth Walker awakens in a mental
institution, the aftermath of a nightmare in her veins. All she can think of is
saving a little boy—her son. But the orderlies who rush in and jab her with
needles assure her she has no son. So does her mother, who demands her doctors
keep her calm and prevent her from these troubling delusions. But Elizabeth ’s nightmares
are so real, and her arms still feel the memory of holding her son. And her
instincts tell her to trust no one. Her child is gone. Her memories are gone.
Everything is just…gone.
Ex-military medic David Kerrigan will
never stop blaming himself for the childhood tragedy that took his younger
sister’s life. Working on assignment at the facility, he’s drawn to Elizabeth , and he’s not
sure that everything about her case is on the up and up. David knows full well
he can’t change the past, but what if he can save this one person? And maybe
helping Elizabeth
might just save them both…
Warning: This title is intended for readers over the age of 18 as it
contains adult sexual situations and/or adult language, and may be considered
offensive to some readers.
Excerpt
If memories were liquids, then Elizabeth Walker’s would
be blood. Not warm, life-giving, tissue-bathing blood, but cold, coagulated,
dried up, and stepped-over-on-the-sidewalk blood.
Memories weren’t liquids.
They
were more like fireflies blinking in the dark, daring to be caught,
disappearing a moment before they could be reached. And the only liquid left in
Elizabeth ’s
body was a few unshed tears. They hardly ever fell now. Even they seemed to be
drying up on her.
Nightmare
or not, she would claw her way through any level of consciousness to save the
boy. The last ounce of breath she drew from her lungs burst out as a scream,
leaving her choking and gasping for air.
The
sense of urgency to save him, to do something, burned frustrated holes through
the bottoms of her feet—feet that did not touch pavement no matter how fast she
moved.
She
had to do something. But what?
She
calculated the likelihood of reaching him and came up short. He was far. No way
could she reach him in time. Yet waiting, doing nothing, wasn’t an option
either. Protective instinct propelled her legs forward, and damn the odds.
“Somebody.
Help.” She pushed herself from the dream.
She
dug her fingers into her mattress, discharging a crush of bleach into her
hyperventilated nostrils. A drowning sensation filled her lungs. She clenched
her chest muscles. She gasped, struggling for oxygen.
A
door slamming against a wall made her sit bolt upright. Two bulky men in blue
scrubs burst into the room.
About the
Author
Barb Han lives in North Texas
with her husband, has three beautiful children, a spunky Golden
Retriever/Standard Poodle mix, and too many books to count.
When she's not writing, researching, or otherwise getting
lost in a story, she volunteers at her children's school, is in the kitchen 'creating'
dinner, or can be found on or around a basketball court.
Writing contemporary romance and romantic suspense has been a
dream come true for Barb--something she's wanted to do for as long as she can
remember. She left her corporate job, at her husband's urging, and has been
happily playing with imaginary friends ever since.
Learn more about her latest releases at http://www.barbhan.com
and don't forget to say hi. She loves hearing from readers.
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