The Second Wife
By: Kishan Paul
Release Date: October 14, 2015
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Interview:
Crystal: Today I have the honor of hosting Kishan Paul! Welcome Kishan! I am so excited to you have you here today. Would you share a little bit about yourself with us today?
Kishan: I have been married to my best friend for over eighteen years and we have two amazing kids together. Writing is a career path that is still very new to me and The Second Wife is my second full novel ever published. In my other world, I’m a therapist in private practice and have been for about fifteen years. I love working with emotions and helping people heal. It’s probably why I loved working on this story and writing about Lauren and Gabe’s pain so much. I’m also a mom to two amazing little monsters and have been married for over seventeen years to a man who knows to just shake his head and walk away.
Crystal: What are you currently working on?
Kishan: I just started One Sunny Daye. It will be the story of Sunshine Daye, a character from Blind Love. Sunny’s an erotic romance writer and funny. Needless to say, I’m having a blast with her story.
Crystal: Where did you come up with the idea for either your current release or your current WIP?
Kishan: The Second Wife came to me when I was walking in a dark deserted parking lot over two years ago. The idea consumed me. I remember staying up just typing away for weeks. I just couldn’t get this story out of my head.
Crystal: Do you have a favorite snack that like to munch on while writing? If so would you mind sharing what it is with us?
Kishan: I really am not structured enough to have a favorite snack to munch on. I just grab whatever is easiest to eat from the fridge or pantry and keep writing. Now if there is a constant trend it’s my drinking habit. LOL. I consume unhealthy amounts of caffeine while I write.
Crystal: Do you have a favorite scene you would like to share with us?
Kishan: I have a lot of favorite scenes in The Second Wife. Here’s one where Dave finally opens up to a therapist about his feelings for Ally…
“Were you angry?”
He shook his head and laughed. “Still am. But I have to move on for my own sanity. I was out of money and needed to do something more productive with my life. Now, work is my distraction. Except even there, I can’t get her out of my mind. She’s always at the edge of my thoughts. The only time I don’t think about her is when I’m in surgery.”
“Tell me how Kate fits into that.”
With the conversation away from Ally, Dave let out a breath. “Kate’s a nurse at my hospital. She’s twenty-five and funny as hell. She walked up one day and asked me out.”
“Do you think you love her?”
He shrugged. “I could. She loves me and wants to tell people we’re together. Even talks about moving in. But I can’t. I’m not ready.”
“Which part are you not ready for?”
“Any of it.”
“Why?”
The leather chair cracked when Dave shifted in his seat. Tom wanted answers to things he had never allowed himself to say out loud. This was uncharted territory, yet here he was swimming for shore.
“I’m ninety percent sure she’s dead.” He hesitated about speaking the rest but shook his head and took a sip. The doctor might as well know just how fucked up his client was. “There’s that ten percent. What if I move out of our apartment or get a new number, and one day she escapes from whatever hell she’s in and comes for me?”
“So you want to keep everything the same in case Alisha returns?”
He cringed at how bad that sounded. “And I like our home. If I’m not working, that’s where I am. It’s unrealistic, I know. But I can’t shake the fantasy. I haven’t told Kate and don’t plan to. She’d run. I don’t want that. I need her.”
“And if Alisha came home, what would you do?”
Dave closed his eyes, imagining the same scene he’d envisioned for over two years. The warmth, the smell, the peace of her in his arms. “I’d hold her and never let her go.”
Crystal: When you are not busy writing wonderful stories to keep us lucky readers entertained, what do you like to do? Do you have a hobby?
Kishan: In my other world, I’m a therapist in private practice and have been for about fifteen years. I love working with emotions and helping people heal. It’s probably why I focus so much of my stories on my characters’ emotions. When I’m not writing or counseling, I’m either hanging out with my family and friends, doing crafty things like reupholstering chairs, or reading books.
Crystal: Do you have a favorite background noise you like to having going while you write (TV, Music, kids playing)?
Kishan: I typically need total silence when I’m writing. If I’m stuck, I will put on a song that sets the stage for a scene I’m working on.
Crystal: Thanks for visiting. It has been a pleasure having you visit today. Can you think of anything else you would like to share with us today?
Kishan: Actually, there is something I would love to share with you and the readers and it’s the reason why I write. I want readers to connect with my stories, feel what the characters feel, ache for them and become absorbed in their lives. By the time readers finish the story, I want them to walk away feeling like they were part of something special. That they have learned something new about a subject (blindness, addiction, cancer, kidnapping) and how that issue impacts a person both emotionally and physically. For me The Second Wife does all of that and I hope your readers feel the same.
Thank you for having me on!
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Synopsis:
If you want to live, you must letgo of the past...
Twenty-eight-year-old psychologist, Alisha Dimarchi, is abducted by an obsessed client and imprisoned in his Pakistani compound for over two years. Forced to change her name and live as his second wife, her life is filled with trauma and heartbreak. Thrust into a world of violence and oppression, Ally must fight not only to keep herself alive but to protect the lives of the people she now considers family.
At night, she retreats into her memories of the only man she has ever loved—aman she believes no longer loves her.
Thirty-four-year-old handsome surgeon, David Dimarchi, has spent the last two years mourning the disappearance of his wife. After a painful and isolated existence, he begins
Thirty-four-year-old handsome surgeon, David Dimarchi, has spent the last two years mourning the disappearance of his wife. After a painful and isolated existence, he begins
the process of healing. It is then he is visited by a stranger, who informs him that Ally is very much alive and needs his help. In a desperate attempt to save her, David enlists the help of a mercenary. Together they find themselves in the center of more than just a rescue mission. Will he be able to reach her in time, and if he does, will she still want him?
Genre: Suspense/Thriller
Length: 82,000 words
Cover Artist: Syneca Fetherstone
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Excerpt:
He eyed the therapist. There was something calming about Tom. Kinda reminded him of his
dad. Funny. After working hard to forget Ally and their life together, in a few
short minutes, this stranger had forced those doors open. If she were here, she
would be clapping her hands like a stupid seal right now. “I’m willing to give it a try.”
dad. Funny. After working hard to forget Ally and their life together, in a few
short minutes, this stranger had forced those doors open. If she were here, she
would be clapping her hands like a stupid seal right now. “I’m willing to give it a try.”
“Do you feel comfortable sharing what happened?”
No.
He took another swig of water. “She disappeared two years ago. No one’s heard or seen her since.”
“How have you survived her disappearance?”
Dave fiddled with the lid of the bottle and focused on the paisley area rug. “It’s been hard. Really hard.” His voice sounded hoarse even to his own ears.
It had been a while since he’d talked about the disappearance and opening Pandora’s box hurt like hell. Yet for some reason, he found himself prying the lid, wanting to let the
demons out.
demons out.
“She was beautiful, and God, I loved her. She used to tell me to take her off the pedestal. That I’d wake up one day and be disappointed. After eight years of marriage, I still had
it bad for her. How many husbands can say that?”
it bad for her. How many husbands can say that?”
Tom nodded, encouragingly.
“I was so proud she was mine. She was amazing in every way…as a wife, a friend—smart, funny, the whole package, and there was nowhere on earth I’d rather be than with her.”
He blinked back the emotion and fast-forwarded to the morning two years ago. “She disappeared on March twenty-third. I got home from work about four thirty that morning to an empty apartment. At first, I thought she’d left me again, but that didn’t make any sense. So I made some phone calls, then drove to her office. Her Lexus, purse and keys—even her shoes—were in the parking lot. But no Ally.”
As many times as the story had been shared, he should be able to recite it automatically, but today was different. His voice cracked and the waterworks he thought were over tried to
rush to the surface. Dave slammed his lids shut and pushed the words through. “I called the police. The rest is history.”
rush to the surface. Dave slammed his lids shut and pushed the words through. “I called the police. The rest is history.”
“How have you held up through this?”
Dave rubbed the wetness away and continued. “No words. I keep thinking if I’d been home that night this wouldn’t have happened.”
“Do you believe you could have prevented it?”
“No, probably not. But I let her down. Didn’t protect her.”
He accepted the Kleenex Tom handed him and wiped his face dry. His head lowered and voice soft, he recounted his hell. “They investigated her clients, everyone had an alibi.
People came in and out of the house for weeks. The media plastered information everywhere. Calls poured in about bodies, and each time, I wished I were dead.
I couldn’t sleep. Eat. Breathe. My life was gone. Two years later, here we are, no news, no leads, nothing. She vanished from the world.”
People came in and out of the house for weeks. The media plastered information everywhere. Calls poured in about bodies, and each time, I wished I were dead.
I couldn’t sleep. Eat. Breathe. My life was gone. Two years later, here we are, no news, no leads, nothing. She vanished from the world.”
Emotion sat heavy on his chest, choking him and making it impossible to speak. After an eternity of silence, Tom’s firm hand gripped his arm.
“I can’t imagine how hard that must have been for you.”
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Reviews for The Second Wife:
The Second Wife is one of those rare novels that will lurk in the back of your mind for weeks. With stunning precision, Kishan Paul throws the reader into a world of clandestine organizations and brutal politics. The gripping characters wrench your heart and make you cringe with fear. A rollercoaster of suspense and emotion not to be missed. --Aubrey Wynne Author of Dante’s Gift and Rolf’s Quest
Kishan Paul’s writing shines in this beautifully written psychological thriller filled with heart-gripping emotion as the heroine unearths an inner strength she didn’t know she possessed. – Cait Jarrod, Bestselling Author
"The Second Wife is a poignant story of love, domestic violence, and mental strength. It grabs you by the throat and doesn't let go until you've finished the last page. No wait, it doesn't let go at all… I had the pleasure of betareading it, and the wide range of emotions it stirred in me are still right under the surface." – Lea Bronsen award winning author of The Perfect Shoot
“This is a gripping story, brilliantly woven from start to finish. I’ll never forget Ally. She’s as real to me as anyone else because her story isn’t some forgettable fictional work. No way you are walking away from this one the same way. I actually took a break between this novel and my next one. I wasn’t ready to begin another journey just yet. Amazing work, Kishan Paul.” – Kristen Shanchez, reader
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About the Author:
From daring escapes by tough women to chivalrous men swooping in to save the
day, the creativity switch to Kishan Paul’s brain is always in the “on”
position. If daydreaming stories were a college course, Kish would have
graduated with honors.
Mother of two beautiful children, she has been married to her best friend
for over seventeen years. With the help of supportive family and friends, she
balances her family, a thriving counseling practice, and writing without
sinking into insanity.
Her novel, Blind Love, is currently available through most major ebook sites
and through Samhain Publications.
She can be found at:
Website: http://kishanpaul.net
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Thank you for sharing the release of The Second Wife. Hugs--Kish
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