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Title</ strong>: A Changed Life

Author</ strong>: Mary A. Wasowski


August 6, 2013

Genre</ strong>: New Adult

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Synopsis</ h5>

Change is never easy.

For seventeen year old Nicolette Vanelle, life is

about to change...

Relocating to California, Nicolette finds herself

starting over. A new high school. New friends. New life.

Attending her first Hollywood event, Nicolette

meets bad boy Michael St. Clair, and unknowingly becomes the object of his


Feeling overwhelmed by Michael’s attention, she

escapes the party to go to the beach where she meets Simon Paulson. He takes

her breath away, an inevitable connection leading to romance between the young


Nicolette and Simon’s happiness is short lived and

their relationship is put to the ultimate test when tragedy befalls Nicolette.

Can Nicolette find the strength and courage to

emerge from the darkness she fell into? Will Simon's unconditional love be enough

to bring her back into the light?

Life can change in an instant, leaving you changed




4 TWISTY TURNY STARS!!!! This book had twists and turns to spare! It took me about 30% of the book to get use to the writing style and for me to get into the story but once I was in I was hooked. The writings and characters felt awkward and forced at times, which is why I couldn't rate it higher. The story however is beautiful and was a pleasure to read. ~Leslie~

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In an instant, life can change forever. How true this

was for my beautiful girl, Nicolette. I watched her changed right before

my very eyes. From a vibrant and self-assured seventeen year old, to a broken and

shattered girl who had no light left in her caramel brown eyes. If I had only known

sooner what she had been dealing with…I could have prevented the unforeseen act

of brutality that awaited her. I allowed her to go to her mother and my brother while

I lived my life in Chicago with no knowledge of him… the psychotic

attacker, Michael St. Clair.

My world had been shattered with one phone call.

All I saw was red! I wanted revenge on the person who hurt my girl. My hand was

forced and that is something that never happens. I made a promise to my

brother to believe that justice would prevail and the animal that hurt Nicolette

would suffer for his crime. After months of watching her, existing and not living,

trying to gain back some semblance of her life… was excruciating for me. She left

us…her family, to find the strength she needed to be whole again. He took something

from her that can never be replaced. Nicolette, as young as she was, was strong

and determined. Although it broke my heart to say good-bye to her, I knew we had

to let her go. She was battling through days of darkness and nights of despair. On

the outside to others she appeared to be getting better but, on the inside she was

struggling through darkness and pain.

She beguiled us all with her strength and courage.

She found her light again, and returned home to us. She was not the same girl I

said good-bye to months earlier. Nicolette was fearless, stronger, and determined

to right the wrongs of what happened to her. I was too and I knew the promises I

made to her father and my wife would have to be broken. I sat in the courtroom and

listened to my girl re-live the events of that horrible night. She never cried, she just

told her story all the while I clenched my jaw and tightened my fists. I wanted him

dead, and that’s exactly what was going to happen…promise or not, he was going to


The judge issued the sentencing. He was handcuffed

and taken back into custody. He dared one more glance at Nicolette and then turned

his head down and followed the guards. Did he think this was over? No way in


Nicolette was beaming with happiness. She did

it. She faced her fears head on and was able to start to finally put this nightmare

behind her. I watched her leave with Simon, the boy who captured her heart and

loved her unconditionally. My brother and his wife were smiling for the first time in

months. This was over for them, but just beginning for me.

I excused myself and pulled out my cell phone. I

knew once I set this in motion, there would be no turning back. I hit the speed dial

on my phone, and gave my orders. “He’s on his way. He is not to be touched, and

will remain under the protection that I have provided until all is in place. Do I make

myself clear?” I heard him answer, “Yes” and then I shut my phone.

I made sure he was unharmed in prison and never

allowed him to be confident in knowing that he was untouchable. His first warning

was waiting for him when he entered his cell for the first time.

Anticipation of death is worse than death


I had several of these delivered to him over a

course of several months. I wanted him to look over his shoulder… be afraid like the

coward I knew he was. Then they stopped, and I was ready to strike.

I cashed in all my chips that were owed to me for

this favor. I had only one chance to make this happen and today was the day. He

was on laundry detail. The room was located on the lower floors of the prison,

surrounded by loud sounds of the industrial machines. He was taken and bound to a

chair with his mouth stuffed with a rag to silence his screams. Nestled out of sight in

a dark corner of the room, I slowly crept in and approached him. His eyes were red

from his cowardly tears that fell down his cheek and moaning for his life.

I leaned in to his ear and whispered. “Do you

remember me?” He shakily nodded his head. I took in several deep breaths and

began what would be the last words Michael St. Clair would ever hear.

“I could have ended your life that day in the

hospital, but I didn’t. Every day Michael… I could have but, I didn’t. I watched you

in the courtroom as you sat there, confidently thinking that you would get your

sentence and still be able to live your life one day. Did you think that, Michael?”</ span>

He sat there with no emotion, and just listened to

me. I circled him round and round, he didn’t move. “You made my girl bleed, you

PIG. Do you remember what I said to you? Hmm…Pigs get slaughtered! You preyed

upon an innocent girl, infected her with your seed and caused her undeniable pain.

You robbed her…YOU BROKE HER! I can’t let you live one more day knowing that

life awaits you outside of these walls, because they don’t.”

I removed his gag and I asked him one last question.

“Do you have anything to say before fate comes for you?” He looked directly into my

eyes, and said... “Do it! I can’t have her… I’m already in hell.” I plunged my blade into

his heart with one strong thrust. He gasped, as his eyes slowly closed.

I watched as he bled out, and I let out the breath

that I was holding. I swore I would never return to this life again, but after what

happened to Nicolette, I knew there was no way I could ever live with knowing that

the animal that hurt her still had breath in his lungs.

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About the Author</ span>


Writing has always been a passion of mine. Growing

up, I used writing as my outlet for my feelings, as I grew older I knew one day I

wanted to do it professionally.

Finally pursuing my dream after twenty plus years, I

have written my first book.

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