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The Missing (The Birthright Trilogy Book 2)

by Necole Ryse

Release Date: 12/16/14

 

Summary from Goodreads:

Reeling from her boyfriend’s disappearance, Raevyn Jones is shocked to learn that she is considered suspect number one. To make matters worse, rumors are swirling that golden boy, Jeffrey Donnelly, isn’t just missing…he may never be coming back.

And Raevyn is being framed.

Her second semester at Benjamin Wallace Fitzgerald University, the nation’s first Ivy League institution for African Americans, is full of twists and turns.

Soon Raevyn will learn not to trust anyone, not even the people she calls friend.

 

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Book One:

The Legacy

by Necole Ryse

Release Date: 06/17/14

 

Summary from Goodreads:

Nineteen-year-old Raevyn Jones has never worn a designer gown. She’s never had access to unlimited champagne or chauffeured limo rides.

But when she is dropped in the midst of the Black Ivy League–against her will–she has to pretend that everything is normal, as if she belongs.

When her new friends start to question her sketchy past and her shaky legacy at Benjamin Wallace Fitzgerald University, Raevyn realizes she will have to rely on her street smarts more than ever before.

Raevyn starts to receive cryptic text messages and emails from an anonymous sender and she soon discovers that not only does someone want her to leave B.W.Fitz–someone also wants to end her life.

 

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Excerpt #1:

I got about halfway across campus to my class when I noticed Detective Douglas. I was hustling towards the Economics building when I saw him, standing, as if he had been waiting for me to cross his path. Everything in me wanted to bolt the other way but I had to show him that I wasn’t afraid. I wasn’t guilty of anything and he had no right to be here. He stomped out a cigarette and blew out a large puff of smoke when I approached. His dark hair made his face a ghostly white. The bags around his eyes were more prominent than the last time we’d seen each other.

“This qualifies as stalking.” I hurried past him as a few passerby looked on curiously. This was not what I needed right now.

Detective Douglas picked up speed and fell into step beside me. “I’m not violating any of your rights, sweetie.” He reeked of stale cigarette smoke. His hair peeked from under his hat, falling into his eyes. He brushed the curls away, but they stubbornly fell back into place. He couldn’t have been making any progress in the investigation if he was still questioning me.

“Instead of following me around why don’t you find out who actually kidnapped my boyfriend? Thanks, by the way. Now everyone knows.”

“Not my problem.” He shrugged. “You shouldn’t keep secrets.”

“I did nothing wrong.”

“On the contrary, Miss Jones.” He stopped when I reached the steps of the Economics building. I took the steps taking two at a time. “I think you did something very wrong. And I promise you, I’ll find out.”

My blood turned into ice. I dashed inside just as he yelled, “I’m watching you, Raevyn!”

 

Excerpt #2:

“C’mere,” Brandon said. And when he reached for me, I felt myself stagger into his body. He was soft, but solid. His body was unfamiliar, stronger, much stronger than Jeffrey’s. Jeffrey. Was it possible to miss someone so much it hurt?

Brandon wrapped his arms around me and I felt his fleshy lips land on my forehead, soft and gentle like falling into a pillow.

I didn’t realize I was crying until I heard a sob fill the empty hallway. He brought his finger to my chin, exactly how Jeffrey used to. My stomach stirred. My heart stumbled out of my chest, landing in a broken clump on the carpet. Carefully, he brought his face closer to mine like if he handled me any differently I’d break apart. His breath danced on my lips when he said, “You don’t have to cry about him anymore.”

 

Excerpt #3:

“Are you positive?” Regina whispered to Corrine that night. The three of them were in their usual meeting place, the phone room, after hours. I was wide-awake when I heard the suite door click closed and three sets of feet scurry down the hallway.

The only sound in the hall was the hum of the refrigerator. I was thankful that it covered my heavy breathing and the knocking of my knees.

“Yes,” she hissed. “He said they’re doing interviews. Here at Fitz, tomorrow!”
“That’s impossible.” A yawn cut through Andrea’s words. “They buried him. Case closed.”

“Yes, but homicides are usually, I dunno, investigated!” Corrine shrill-whispered.

“Okay, calm down.” Regina ran interference between the two. “We just have to stick to the story. We were getting initiated that night. We don’t know anything about it. There are twenty other Xi Nu’s who can corroborate that.”

I heard someone blow out a frustrated breath.
“I don’t know,” Corrine said. “This has gone way too far.”

“We made a pact,” Regina declared. “No matter what happens tomorrow, we keep the same story, got it?”

 

Excerpt #4:

Stars exploded behind my eyes when I hit the ground. Fear and pain slashed through my body like a hot knife. A scream tore my throat in two. I bit down hard on the inside of my cheek until I tasted blood pool into my mouth.

She crossed the room and sat on the bed. She wiped the blood off her fingers on the dusty sheets.

“You know,” she said in a chilling voice. It was totally different from how she usually sounded. “I spent so many summers here.” I tried to concentrate on breathing, my mind was moving in a million different directions. She fell back on the bed and the dust from the aged linen swirled around the both of us, stinging my eyes. She peeled back the rest of the wallpaper with a smile in her voice when she said, “This was my room, you know. But I guess you figured that out.”

She sat up quickly and cocked her head, looking down at me pitifully. Who was she? Those eyes—I knew those eyes. They felt like home, but now they were cold, almost like they belonged to someone else. She poked her bottom lip out. “You know I can’t let you walk out of here, Raevyn.”

About the Author
Necole Ryse graduated from Towson University with Bachelor’s Degree in Mass Communications.
Bored with life as an adult, Necole decided to follow her dreams to write fiction and she hasn’t looked back. She joined theWinslet Press family to release her first novel, THE LEGACY.

She enjoys chocolate covered pretzels, Criminal Minds marathons, and all things Harry Potter.

 

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