MURDER GOES VIRAL!
Charlie and Sarah, two disaffected teens dealing with depression, meet in an online chatroom and soon hatch a plan to bring meaning to their lives by encouraging other despondent individuals to help eradicate the "scum of society", such as pedophiles and rapists who have escaped justice. Anyone determined to commit suicide is urged to first kill someone who "got away with it" before taking their own life. Why not, they ask, "take one with you?"
The idea goes viral and things rapidly spiral out of control. As they develop feelings for each other, their worldwide followers begin to enact a very different version of their idea, perverting its original intent and threatening the thin line between civil society and criminal anarchy. Just as they find the hope of happiness together, Charlie and Sarah must deal with the monster they've created, a global epidemic of murder-suicide that threatens the very core of their humanity.
Take One With You is a unique crime thriller/millennial love story that poses the question: If you knew you were going to die tomorrow, would you kill someone tonight? Someone who had done something terrible. Someone who deserved to die. If so, who would it be? If you wouldn't go that far, what about your neighbor? Your friend? Your enemy? Who draws the line? Who decides who lives and who dies? And what if we all began to take justice into our own hands?
Genre: FICTION / Mystery & Detective / GeneralSince publication, Take One With You has been ranked as high as #1 on the Amazon Top 100 for several genres.
Amazon: 197 ratings
Goodreads: 353 ratings
Average rating: 3.9
Max wasn’t going down without a fight.
At the moment he realized just who had actually been taken for a ride, his mind was already racing as to how he could stop the bike and beat the living shit out of the bitch on the back. She had stones, he had to give her that.
They were traveling at one hundred and thirteen miles an hour.
He let go of the throttle and slammed his fist down on her thigh as hard as he could. Melissa howled in pain and reached for the knife in her boot. He saw the glint in the mirror and not the weapon, but he managed to bring his elbow back hard, hitting her square in the nose, sending black, starry pain from her head to her toes and the knife clattering to the pavement behind them.
They were going a hundred and four.
She nearly fell off the back, but managed to get her arm around his neck, digging her fingernails into soft flesh, drawing blood. He screamed and tried to hit her again, but she dug the top of her head into the middle of his back.
They were moving at ninety-seven miles an hour.
As he flailed at her awkwardly, she reached underneath his arm and lunged for the throttle. He slapped her hand away.
“What the fuck are you doing?” he screamed, still not fully understanding. Is the bitch crazy?
She got hold of it on the second try. He elbowed the top of her head this time, but she held fast, and it was then that he made his fatal mistake, at ninety-two miles an hour.
Max hit her arm three times in succession, first striking her wrist, which caused the bike to throttle up, and then her forearm, fracturing her radius.
Missy screamed in pain, nearly blacking out, but she held onto the grip.
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Italian
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Translation in progress.
Translated by Consalvo Cattuto
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Portuguese
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Already translated.
Translated by Cynthia Menezes
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Author review: Professional, and a pleasure to work with. |
