Cover Reveal: Vanished by T.K. Leigh
Title: Vanished
Author: T.K. Leigh
Genre: Mystery/Suspense/Thriller
Cover Design: Tracy Kellam, Cat Head
Biscuit, Inc.
Release Date: February 7, 2017
Recommended for mature readers due to
strong language and graphic violence.
Rayne Kilpatrick has everything. A job
she’s dreamed of since a little girl. The perfect house. And a man
she loves and is about to marry… Until he never returns from a
humanitarian mission.
Gone. Disappeared. Vanished.
When footage of his gruesome murder by
a Muslim extremist group is shown across the country and around the
globe, she wants the person responsible for the disappearance of the
man she loves to pay. She wants him to lose the one person who means
the world to him, too, and she won’t stop until he does.
Alexander Burnham has everything…
Finally. A job he enjoys where he can actually make a difference in
the world. The perfect woman who he’s loved his entire life. And
the most beautiful daughter a father could ask for… Until he walks
into her bedroom one morning to find it empty.
Gone. Disappeared. Vanished.
It’s a race against the clock for
Alexander to put the pieces together and find out who has taken his
daughter and what they want from him. As information comes to light,
he is forced to bury the guilt he feels after losing his fellow team
member and focus instead on finding and saving his daughter…
Before it’s too late.
Vanished can be read in
conjunction with or separate from the Beautiful Mess series.
This was no longer home to a fearless
girl who had more love for Olivia than she deserved. This would now
become a place of nightmares for her daughter. Would she ever be able
to sleep in this room again? Would she ever want to sleep alone?
Would she ever feel safe?
Olivia struggled to come to
terms with what Melanie’s life would be like if she survived this.
She hadn’t done anything to deserve this. Alexander wasn’t
without his faults, and neither was Olivia, but Melanie was so young,
so pure, so innocent. Now, at far too young an age, she would be
jaded by the cruelties of the world.
Would she ever see
her smile again?
Would she ever hear her carefree
laugh?
Would she ever feel her unconditional love as she
flung her arms around her?
Bleakness invaded Olivia
right down to her core as she fell onto Melanie’s unmade bed.
Sheets that were once warm from her presence had grown cold, and
Olivia could no longer keep it in. She wasn’t just watching a
made-for-TV movie about a successful, semi-famous family losing their
daughter. She was living the nightmare. wishing with everything she
had that this would all be over soon, that it wasn’t real.
“Wake
up!” Olivia screamed, slapping her face as relentless tears
streamed down her cheeks. She curled into a ball, the torment growing
inside her becoming unbearable. It felt like someone was ripping her
open with sadistic apathy, the pace languid and sluggish, taking
pleasure from each strained breath she struggled to capture. Her skin
prickled with the heat of a thousand branding irons. No matter how
loud she screamed, it wouldn’t dull the pain.
“Wake
up, Olivia!” she bellowed again, louder and more desperate. Nothing
worked. No matter what she did, no matter how loud her cries, nothing
would wake her from this nightmare.
Sobs wracked through
her body as she fought for air. She tried to gain control over her
body and tears, but it was useless. She was no longer in command of
her own destiny. Even the seemingly innate task of inhaling and
exhaling had become arduous and complicated. Melanie was her
lifeline, her reason for living. Without her, Olivia’s heart gave
out, her lungs refused to work, her body shut down.
Suddenly,
a pair of familiar, strong arms cradled her, lifting her off the
torturous bed, cocooning her in a shelter only they could provide.
They comforted her sobs, giving her exactly what she needed. She
cried into her husband’s chest, a hundred tears falling for every
regret. No words were spoken. Lowering himself to the floor, he
simply held her in his lap, wiping her tears, providing her with
warmth in this cold, hateful world.
She didn’t know
how many minutes ticked by as he remained there, silently assuring
her with his presence that they would get through this, that
everything would work out. Still, she knew they would never be the
same. This had shaken their family to its core. There was no
returning to the way things were before.
Olivia cried
harder.
She cried for all the time she should have spent
with her daughter instead of working tirelessly for one charity or
another. She cried for all the times she told her no when she should
have said yes. Yes, we can have pancakes for dinner. Yes, we can
go feed the ducks at the pond. Yes, we can make Christmas cookies in
July.
Exhaustion set in as her cries subsided
and she closed her eyes. The last thing she saw before drifting off
was Melanie standing alone in a dark room, a blank expression on her
pale face.
Beautiful Mess Series
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T.K. Leigh, otherwise known as Tracy
Leigh Kellam, is a USA Today Bestselling author of the Beautiful Mess
series, in addition to several other works. Originally from New
England, she now resides in sunny Southern California with her
husband, dog, and three cats, all of which she has rescued (including
the husband). In late 2015, she gave birth to her first (and only)
baby. When she’s not planted in front of her computer, writing
away, she can be found training for her next marathon (of which she
has run over fifteen fulls and far too many halfs to recall) or
chasing her daughter around the house.
T.K. Leigh is
represented by Jane Dystel of Dystel & Goderich Literary
Management. All publishing inquiries, including audio, foreign, and
film rights, should be directed to her.
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