The
Nevermore Trilogy
By:
Shannon Mayer
Release
Date: May 2013
Genre:
Romantic Suspense
Age
Group: Contemporary Adult
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The Nevermore Trilogy
Description:
***This trilogy
version contains all THREE installments of The
Nevermore Trilogy. This Series is meant
to be read in sequential order as the books are NOT stand alone.***
SUNDERED
(Book One of The Nevermore Trilogy):
They were promised weight loss, the
cure for Cancer, Parkinson’s Disease and infertility; they were promised hope.
The side effects were anything but
hopeful.
Mara and Sebastian are young, in
love and newlyweds. Far too soon, they
will face tests to their love that most others won’t survive. Their bond
strengthens with each loss, destruction and unbearable race against time. In each other, they find the will and hope to
endure. Hand in hand, they will face the
darkening of humanity with strength and integrity and an undeniable spirit to
survive; together.
“Sundered is a story that will steal
a piece of your heart as you cheer for both Mara and Sebastian in this
unconventional love story. It is a story
of love, hope, faith and the strength to carry on after the dark times come.” -Reviewer
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BOUND
(Book Two of The Nevermore Trilogy):
They were promised weight loss, the
cure for Cancer, Parkinson’s Disease and infertility; they were promised hope.
The side effects were anything but
hopeful.
Mara faces seemingly insurmountable
obstacles and adversities as she works feverishly to free Sebastian from the
holds which bind him. Her refusal to abandon him, and his refusal to let her
slip away, keep them fighting to be reunited. Fears escalate and
dangers destroy
their beliefs, but they cling to their love and find
strength in each other even when separated. Mara and Sebastian manage to face
each act of violence, each tragedy, and terrifying sight
with a strength which won’t bend to any confrontation.
“Gritty, violent, tragic and terrifying,
this whole series also manages to be touching, romantic and at times, even sexy…..” -Jess the Romanceaholic
DAUNTLESS
(Book Three of The Nevermore Trilogy):
They were promised weight loss, the
cure for Cancer, Parkinson’s Disease and infertility; they were promised hope.
The side effects were anything but
hopeful.
Surrounded by the most obstinate of
madness, Mara will use the strength within
herself to free both she and Sebastian once and for all. As
Sebastian slips further away from her, Mara will have to
fight as she never has before--alone. The bonds of love and friendship will be
stretched to their breaking point as the world around them spins out of
control, and the dangers continue to mount. Can she carry them both through the
obstacles ahead and find a way to heal Sebastian? Can she
accomplish all of this in time?
This final chapter of The Nevermore
Trilogy will leave you breathless, sitting on the edge of your seat screaming
out loud for love to overcome and the goodness of human nature to prevail.
"I was completely blindsided by
events in this story. Even now, I can't stop thinking about it."
Author of "Until Dawn: Last
Light", Jennifer Simas
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About the
Author
Shannon Mayer
lives in the southwestern tip of Canada with her husband, dog, cats, horse, and
cows. When not writing she spends her time staring at immense amounts of rain,
herding old people (similar to herding cats) and attempting to stay out of
trouble. Especially that last is difficult for her.
She is the
author of the The Nevermore Trilogy, The Rylee Adamson Novels and the Celtic
Legacy series. Her first New Adult Romance, High Risk Love, is scheduled for
release July 1, 2013.
Excerpt
from Sundered:
The door opened behind me and shut with a soft click.
I kept my back turned to Sebastian, my spine rigid and my breathing slow and
deliberate as I tried to rein my anger in. A whine from the bathroom and I
stomped down the hallway and swung the door open. Nero tried to scamper between
my legs but I scooped him up and held him tight. A minute passed and the anger
started to drain out of me. Taking one last deep breath I carried Nero into the
living room. I stared at the TV and came to a sudden stop, unable to take my
eyes off the screen.
Dan leaned forward. “I’d hoped they’d have gotten it
under control in the bigger cities at least.”
“I don’t think that’s the case,” I said, my hands trembling
as I stroked Nero. Lists of major cities that had been overrun and were
considered uninhabitable flashed on the screen in no particular order: Toronto,
Vancouver, Seattle, San Francisco, Los Angeles, Edmonton, Brisbane, New York,
Atlanta, Ottawa, London, Perth, Paris, Frankfurt, Berlin, Glasgow, Mexico City,
Venice, Lima; the list went on and on, scrolling for a solid two minutes.
“Every continent has been hit by this catastrophe,
though some obviously worse than others.” The male announcer’s voice blared to
life on the screen and I jumped involuntarily. Nero gave a squeak and I kissed
him on the top of his head.
The camera panned to a reporter in what looked like a
bare-bones room, cement walls, and shelves of strange scientific-looking
paraphernalia.
“Dr. Josephson, what can you tell us about the
events? Will the drug wear off? What can we do about this situation?” the
reporter asked, turning to the camera every few words, as if to gain permission
from the viewing audience to ask the questions.
“It’s simple, even for a nincompoop like you,
Blaine,” Dr. Josephson said.
“It’s Bruce.”
“Whatever. The drug was skipped through the FDA
testing as well as Health Canada; money greased the wheels to hurry it to
market. In the two months since it’s been out, it made over 1.6 trillion
dollars. You can imagine how that would make a company eager to get it to the
public.”
Bruce leaned in. “Those numbers can’t be right.”
Dr. Josephson snorted. “337 million people, give or
take a few thousand, get the shot through legal means. That’s in North America
alone. Five thousand dollars shot, one hundred people a day per clinic. You
should do your research before you go on air Bruno.”
The doctor sat down on a ratty old stool and looked
up into the camera, as if Bruce were no longer worth speaking to.
“There is no cure. There is no chance it will go
away. It won’t wear off, it is designed to link permanently to the molecular
structure of human bones, organs, and most importantly, brain. It cannot be
transferred by a bite, as the modern movie culture would have you believe.
These are not zombies, these are people gone feral, wild. They are acting as
packs, not unlike a pack of wolves with an Alpha male and female, and the rest
working as a group for food and protection.” His pale blue eyes seemed to bore
into me and I shivered with the intensity. “To the public who have not taken
Nevermore I will say only one thing,” He paused, dropped his head and shook it
slightly before looking back up into the camera..
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