The Stranger In My Soul
Madison Elise St. John Santiago truly lives up to her moniker (M.E.S.S.). What starts out as a life of promise and achievement quickly escalates to silent cries for help. In small towns, the unspoken word is "big girls don't cry."
Follow Madison through her twists and turns, torrid affairs, heartfelt loss, and struggles to retain her sanity. All the angels on high have to assist as she girds her soul because a devil is coming and he's bringing all her past transgressions along as witnesses!
What's done in the dark always comes to the light. When it does, it shines fiercest on secrets and sins; the hidden places. No one will know.... until they do! Everyone connected to her world is upended and grappling with one question, "How did we miss it?"
The Stranger in My Soul is a must read!!! This intriguing thought-provoking novel will have you feeling every emotion possible. My hats off to the author, I can't wait to see what you have in store for us next.
– M. Art
I don’t want to give too many details about the content, because I’ll ultimately spill the beans. However, I will warn you that you may experience/display the following emotions as you read it: Laughter, shock, sadness, and anger. I was also able to visualize many of the scenes as I was reading. The cover caught my eye and I was intrigued. I’m so glad I purchased it because I wasn’t ready!
– C.E.T.
Madison moved through the mall in search of the stripe for Penelope's body and the black tights to complete the ensemble. Somehow, she couldn't shake this strange sensation of being followed. She kept looking behind her to see if she recognized any of the window shoppers. It was a moot point inside a mall. She must be more exhausted than she thought. A smile crossed her lips as she sauntered down the aisles.
He was still agitated today. How dare she allow him to spend the night in her bed, touching her! When the lights went out in her bedroom, the stranger squeezed his beer bottle so hard it cracked in his hand. Blood splattered all over the thigh of his jeans. He collected the bottle pieces as the beer oozed down his leg. He stood outside the entire time and watched them!