A NOVEL ON STOCKHOLM SYNDROME
BOOK 3 OF A THREE BOOK SERIES
This book contains scenes that some readers may find disturbing… and also slightly annoying.
“Miss. Iris, do you believe she has a point?” she asked and returned to her seat once again.
“I don’t think so, her father and uncle deserve to go to jail.”
My answer extracted a smile from her like she was proud of my response.
“My name is Christine; I am a renowned medico-legal psychotherapist. Been in the business for over twenty years and that is what a case of Stockholm syndrome looks like. In my years of experience, we see situations similar to this but its our job to help the victims realize”
“Wow…” I started, really amazed at what she had said and what her work entails.
I was only concerned why they locked me in a room with a psychotherapist “it must be difficult at times” I added.
“yeah, its difficult every time” she laughed “but today isn’t about me, I have a question for you.” There was a brief pause in between before she carried on “Does Hunter deserve to go to jail?”
Soul Therapy Clinic
The novel consists of several mini-stories about therapy sessions at a therapy clinic named "Soulmate", but the letters "m-a-t-e" were broken in a storm. Each mini-story is narrated by both the psychologists and the patients, describe the patients' worldview, why they do what seems "mentally ill" to us. We often say that the patients' head is abnormal, that their way of thinking is so weird. But is there any possibility that it's because they received different (whether right or wrong) information, so they react differently? Is that just because we "normal people" haven't got enough understanding about this world? Throughout the story, we could see that therapy sessions are a two-way arrow. While the experts are affecting the patient, the patient is also influencing them,“When you look deeply into the darkness, the deep darkness is also looking into you". The story does not make any conclusion about who is right or which world is real, maybe all of them are real, maybe they are all virtual, or maybe, it all doesn't matter. Isn't the world where we live? Wherever you live, that's your world.
Ryan Shepard goes on a journey of self discovery to find out who was long ago. Bonded with a intelligent energy being he must overcome many dangers and a ancient enemy out for revenge
"A quartz crystal human jaw is looted from an Ohio burial mound. Soon after it goes up for sale, its prospective vendors are found dead.A new drug surfaces in Buffalo, N.Y. Often called “savvy,” its effects include the momentary activation of ESP. Mute, blind, tattered street people appear in cities around the world. An urban legend-cycle–and the name of a murderous old cult, “the Whistlers”–attaches to them. A schoolteacher’s book of paranormal folklore foreshadows this and more. Its author begins a series of conferences with the FBI and DEA. These are the threads–plus his affair with a maddening woman–that draw narrator Ward Courier into a five-year adventure of occultism, Native American spirituality, onrushing prophecy, and outright horror that is “The Whistlers.” By the apocalyptic climax we are ready to believe in a conspiracy that predates Atlantis and may even hail from another world.THE WHISTLERS is created by Mason Winfield, an eGlobal Creative Publishing author. "
He moves closer to me, dangerously close and pins my both hands with one of his. My body wanted his, this time there was no denying it. "What do you say Miss Iris?" His husky voice questions"what we have is just chemistry." I object"So?" His lips is on my nose as he asks that."I have a boyfriend." I object again.This time it's like I am trying to remind my body that it has an owner, and that owner isn't the man standing before me, but my treacherous body wouldn't listen."Break up with him." "But...." My last objection was cut short as his lips ruthlessly descended on mine cutting off every last bit of sanity, I may have had in me. His kiss seemed to say 'forget everything else' and that was exactly what I did. What Iris Adelana wanted was just a signature from Mr Enyinnaya Amadi to give her legal rights as her father's successor, but Mr Enyinnaya wants something else; A weekend in Dubai, and that is what he gets. However, one weekend seems to be insufficient and Enyinnaya is requesting for more. Will the fierce and stubborn Iris give in to his desire? especially now that she has his signature and her father's wealth.
It was a remarkable experience that inflicted pain to Pastel Noreignhae Syjuco's life. She suffered torment and trauma in the hands of his ill brother. The life she has wasn't heaven at all. It was purely hell. The wildfire conflagrated flames of relentless dissolvement of her hope to live.
Through art, she make used of it as a platform to unchain herself from all the thorns and fangs of life.
Symbolic figure calling for help..
Dark colors of nightmare..
A dying flower..
Yves Honorario deciphers all the embedded message of her art. He was her savior. Her shield. Her hope amidst turmoil.
Their love story wont stay forever in a plain portrait. It will be carve in real life.
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A Dangerous Atrophy
Rosaline died, and Sean personally put Jane into the women's prison for it. "Take good care of her"— his words made her three years in prison a living hell and even cost her a kidney. Before she went to prison, Jane said, "I didn't kill her," but Sean was unmoved. After her release from prison, she said, "I killed Rosaline, I'm guilty as sin!" Sean was livid as he said, "Shut up! I don't want to hear you say that!" Jane laughed. "Yes, I killed Rosaline Summers, and I did three years in prison for it." She escaped, and Sean scoured the whole world for her. Sean said, "I'll give you my kidney, Jane, if you'll give me your heart." But Jane looked up at Sean and said, "I don't love you anymore, Sean…"
He watched her in the distance, his mind clouded over in confusion. How could he, one of the coldest Alphas in the country, have a mate?The thought of having to take care of someone for the rest of his life haunted him. He always thought he was meant to run the most powerful pack that had no weaknesses; once his wolf becomes attached to hers, nothing can tear them apart. It is known to be the cause of the deaths of many great Alphas, and yet here he stood, unable to tear his eyes away from her.Her soft, shimmering lips stood out to him from across the clearing, occasionally being grazed by her soft, silky golden hair. Her delicate fingers brushed a strand from over her crystal blue eyes as they continued to gaze over the leather-covered book resting in the center of her lap.A soft breeze flowed over her bare shoulders, sending her scent right in his direction. A shiver traveled up his spine as his eyes rolled back into his head. A low growl erupted from his chest, wondering why she was all alone in an empty clearing. She seemed like a prize he had yet to win.
Super War Soldier
The Super War Soldier is a story about Xiao Bing, who used to be a top soldier in mercenary and came back to normal life because of the death of his best friend. He started over, played dumb and coped with difficulties. He stood on the bones of others and held beauty by his side. Finally, he succeeded and became the emperor of the city.“Brother Bing, please protect my little sister as well as my families carefully. I feel lucky to accompany you during these 6 years. It is my honor to go through fire and water with you. I’m not regretful!”I’m not regretful!Thinking of what Su Peiya had said before dying, Xiao Bing clenched his fists tightly and cried. He made a decision to protect Su Peiya’s families before finding the spy of Long Men and to make rightful claims for Su Peiya.Xiao Bing did not love Su Peiya, but he regarded her as his only best friend!He unfastened the seat belt when the plane landed safely. Looking at the urn in his hands, he sighed, “We have arrived at Jiang City. You get home now, Peiya.”