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Arthur Newman describes what life was like his last month living with a narcissist and the domestic violence he endured. Arthur was married for twenty-eight years to his ex wife. With the abuse starting in the first months of marriage Arthur explains why many victims feel stuck and take years to leave abusive situations. Arthur claims religion and fear of loosing his children as reasons for enduring abuse for so long. Last Month is a wake up call for those in domestic violence situations to leave before it is too late.

A deranged fan has wagered a dangerous game with the heirs of a popular author, Janae Mayfield (writing under the name, Annie Reeves), who has died without finishing her life’s work of completing her popular mystery series. The family (Reese Mayfield and Peter Mayfield) has vowed to let dead authors and their works lie, choosing not to release the notes for the final novel or to hire a ghostwriter to complete the series. As Annie Reeves’s fortune dwindles and one member of the family disappears, other members are concerned that they may be next.

Kiley and Kevin both started their lives off in separate orphanages, only later to be swept up by the foster system. Kevin spent his younger years escaping the abuse of one foster family after another and when he was on the run, he spent time on the streets as a “streetpreneur”. At least, that is what Kevin calls himself. Kiley only faired slightly better than Kevin, though she never had to live on the street. Life in the foster realm was no picnic until Kevin entered her life.

I wake up every day to the same old song and dance. After breakfast, I spend two hours looking at numbers on a screen that say I am worth so much. I go and play a round or two of tennis. Well, I slug through it; I’m supposed to keep moving. Then lunchtime approaches. Oh, what to have for lunch? But really, it is the same old choices. And then the long wait for the evening to come. In the meantime, I try to occupy my time at the racetrack. Evening comes and dinner, then some reading until I fall asleep. Wake up and do it all over again. Like I said, monotony.