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Roses in the Ashes (William Bernhardt's Shine Series Book 2)
Roses in the Ashes (William Bernhardt's Shine Series Book 2)
Roses in the Ashes (William Bernhardt's Shine Series Book 2)
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n the near future, a few young women manifest extraordinary abilities called "Shine." Each girl's ability is different. Some develop extraordinary mental abilities. Some become physically strong. Others have powers that defy description. But the world does not embrace these Shines. It fears them--especially after the destruction of Seattle is blamed on one Shine named Aura.

After being locked up in the Transforming Your Light "rehab" on Antolina Island, Aura tried to adjust to life with six other Shines and the domineering Dr. Coutant. But a chance encounter with the Shine known as Perfume--soon found dead in the epicenter of a huge explosion in Santa Monica--told her more was happening at TYL than group therapy. Her investigations led her to a underground cellblock where she realized the hideous truth about TYL was far more horrific than she imagined--just before she was captured by Coutant and her goons. Now she must somehow survive a brutal interrogation and find some way to escape. But how can she escape from an isolated island in the Pacific? And how can she organize the other Shines--who she's certain hate her--and get them to work together for their mutual benefit before the government, the Shine Surveillance System, or the mysterious forces at TYL destroy them all?

LanguageEnglish
PublisherBabylon Books
Release dateDec 24, 2017
ISBN9781948263085
Roses in the Ashes (William Bernhardt's Shine Series Book 2)
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William Bernhardt

William Bernhardt (b. 1960), a former attorney, is a bestselling thriller author. Born in Oklahoma, he began writing as a child, submitting a poem about the Oklahoma Land Run to Highlights—and receiving his first rejection letter—when he was eleven years old. Twenty years later, he had his first success, with the publication of Primary Justice (1991), the first novel in the long-running Ben Kincaid series. The success of Primary Justice marked Bernhardt as a promising young talent, and he followed the book with seventeen more mysteries starring the idealistic defense attorney, including Murder One (2001) and Hate Crime (2004). Bernhardt’s other novels include Double Jeopardy (1995) and The Midnight Before Christmas (1998), a holiday-themed thriller. In 1999, Bernhardt founded Bernhardt Books (formerly HAWK Publishing Group) as a way to help boost the careers of struggling young writers. In addition to writing and publishing, Bernhardt teaches writing workshops around the country. He currently lives with his family in Oklahoma. 

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    Roses in the Ashes (William Bernhardt's Shine Series Book 2) - William Bernhardt

    ROSES IN THE ASHES

    by William Bernhardt

    Copyright © 2015 William Bernhardt

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    Published by Babylon Books

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    Other Books by William Bernhardt

    The Ben Kincaid Novels:

    Primary Justice

    Blind Justice

    Deadly Justice

    Perfect Justice

    Cruel Justice

    Naked Justice

    Extreme Justice

    Dark Justice

    Silent Justice

    Murder One

    Criminal Intent

    Death Row

    Hate Crime

    Capitol Murder

    Capitol Threat

    Capitol Conspiracy

    Capitol Offense

    Capitol Betrayal

    Other novels:

    Challengers of the Dust

    The Game Master

    Nemesis: The Final Case of Eliot Ness

    Dark Eye

    Strip Search

    Double Jeopardy

    The Midnight Before Christmas

    The Code of Buddyhood

    Final Round

    Nonfiction:

    Story Structure: The Key to Successful Fiction

    Creating Character: Bringing Your Story to Life

    Perfecting Plot: Charting the Hero’s Journey

    Dynamic Dialogue: Letting Your Story Speak

    Sizzling Style: Every Word Matters

    Excellent Editing: The Writing Process

    Powerful Premise: Writing the Irresistible

    The Fundamentals of Fiction Video Series

    Poetry:

    The White Bird

    The Ocean’s Edge

    For young readers:

    Shine

    The Black Sentry

    Princess Alice and the Dreadful Dragon

    Equal Justice: The Courage of Ada Sipuel

    Edited by William Bernhardt

    Legal Briefs: Stories by Today’s Best Thriller Writers

    Natural Suspect: A Collaborative Novel of Suspense

    For Alice, Beth, Kadey, and Madeline

    You laugh at me because I'm different. I laugh at you because you're all the same.

    Jonathan Davis

    Contents

    Chapter 1

    Chapter 2

    Chapter 3

    Chapter 4

    Chapter 5

    Chapter 6

    Chapter 7

    Chapter 8

    Chapter 9

    Chapter 10

    Chapter 11

    Chapter 12

    Chapter 13

    Chapter 14

    Chapter 15

    Chapter 16

    Chapter 17

    Chapter 18

    Chapter 19

    Note from the Author

    Acknowledgements

    About the Author

    Chapter 1

    Don’t give in, Aura told herself. Don’t cry, don’t beg, don’t bleed.

    Don’t let them see what they’ve done to you.

    Pressing down with her hands, she arched bare inches off the tile floor, like she was stuck in the middle of a pathetic pushup. Drool slithered out the side of her mouth. She couldn’t stop it. Her arms wobbled. Her left eye twitched.

    Can you not see how entirely futile this is? Dr. Coutant stood, surrounded as always by the three thugs or bodyguards or accomplices or whatever they were. She didn’t know their official title. But she sure knew what they did.

    Let…my…mother…go. Her voice trembled, as did her entire body.

    Aura, are you completely delusional? That is simply not going to happen. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but you have no cards in this game. Your stupid Shine can’t help you now. You’re just a pitiful little girl with her face covered with slobber, cowering on the floor like a disobedient dog.

    She worked her jaw, trying to make the words come out right. I…haven’t…done anything wrong.

    Tell that to the families of the people in Seattle you murdered.

    Each word stung, slicing through her like an invisible knife. I…am…not…a murderer. I never…meant…to hurt anyone.

    Then perhaps we should extradite you to one of the Seattle relocation camps. See what the folks there have to say about it. Coutant bent over, grabbing her hair and jerking her head upward. Give me what I need, Aura. So I can end this.

    I…already told you…I’ll do whatever you ask. What more do you want?

    I want to believe it. I’m a trained psychotherapist. I can tell the difference between someone saying what they think I want to hear and someone who has truly accepted the inevitable.

    I’m not lying.

    You’re saying what seems expedient. You don’t want Beverly to suffer. But your heart is not in it. You’ll go back to your old rebellious ways as soon as you see an opportunity.

    I won’t. Drool spilled out from her lips, with a little blood. Her jaw was still numb from the drugs, which made enunciation difficult. I told you that already.

    I need more.

    I’m promising you.

    Coutant leaned down till she was eye-level. Tell me you’ll stop snooping around. Tell me you’ll obey the rules and stop stirring up trouble.

    She wrapped some of the drool up with her tongue and spit it into Coutant’s eyes. Go to hell.

    Coutant stood calmly, took an electric cattle prod from Joseph, and touched it to Aura’s lower abdomen.

    She screamed. Screamed like a helpless child. Which was exactly what she was. She’d lost control of her body.

    Ssssssstop! Her entire body rocked back and forth. She tried but found she could not stop the spasms.

    Frustrating, isn’t it? Coutant said. You can heal everyone else in the world—but not yourself. Aren’t you tired of this? I know I am. This hurts me just as much as it does you. Maybe more. But it’s necessary.

    D-Don’t make excuses. You’re enjoying it.

    If you only knew— Coutant stopped short. You can end this, Aura. Please do.

    She couldn’t control her lips or tongue any better than she controlled the rest of her body. Y—You’re the only one…who can end this. You. Witch.

    I’m not a bad person. I know you think that, but it isn’t true.

    Then. W—W—Why are you holding a cattle prod?

    Because I have a job to do. I had the sense to know when I was beaten, and I didn’t insist on futile shows of obstinacy masquerading as strength.

    You sold out.

    I gave in to the inevitable. That’s not weakness. That’s intelligence.

    There’s…no pride in giving in to evil.

    Says the little girl drowning in her own spit.

    If you had any strength, you’d be down here with me.

    Coutant’s face twisted. Her teeth clenched.

    The cattle prod returned.

    The pain ripped through Aura’s body like a barbed wire spine, piercing her most sensitive areas and leaving nothing unburned. Her eyes flew open, wider than she’d imagined possible. She heard a horrific noise and feared it came from her.

    The burning sensation spread, and she realized with humiliation and horror that she had wet herself.

    And now? Coutant asked. Still feeling proud?

    Each syllable required conscious effort. I—give you—my—promise.

    And I still don’t believe a word you say. Coutant tossed the prod to one of her accomplices. Do the same to her mother. Continuously. Drag Aura along to watch.

    Noooo! Tears sprang from her eyes. I—won’t—cause—t-t-t—trouble. I won’t snoop. Please!

    Coutant pursed her lips. "That’s the first time I’ve even begun to believe you.

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