Dark Vengeance

Genres: Hard-Boiled; International Crime & Mystery; Crime Fiction

Synopsis

Underneath the beautiful Indonesian island a poisonous darkness has taken hold. The peaceful islanders now live in fear. They sought sanctuary but have been invaded by evil.

"Gia is a completely new heroine for the modern era."

Bereft over the death of another loved one, Gia Santella leaves Barcelona with a backpack slung over her shoulder containing all her worldly belongings.

Determined to live as a nomad until she finds Rose—the young woman she raised as her own—Gia's quest leads to a camp of misfit surfers on a small Indonesian island.

A dark evil has recently taken hold of the island and threatens the surfers and villagers who now live in constant fear.

Gia's arrival sets in motion a series of deadly events leading to a bloody trail of bodies strewn across the island.

It's up to Gia to stop the slaughter before she and Rose are the next victims.

Dark Vengeance is the twelfth book in the USA TODAY Bestselling Gia Santella Crime Thriller series. If you like take-charge heroines, fast-paced page turners, and gritty dramas, then you'll love Kristi Belcamino's tale of revenge.

Buy Dark Vengeance to create your own brand of justice today!

Author's Note: Dark Vengeance is a fast-paced, edge-of-your-seat, bestselling thriller with a flawed but big-hearted vigilante heroine who loves nothing better than kicking butt and taking names for those who can't do so themselves.

Order of USA Today Bestselling series:
Vendetta (formally called City of the Dead)
Forgotten Island
Dark Night of the Soul
Black Widow
Day of the Dead
Border Line
Night Fall
Stone Cold
Cold as Death
Cold Blooded
Dark Shadows
Dark Vengeance
Dark Justice *TBT

Release date: December 3, 2020

Print pages: 174

Content advisory: Prolific use of swear words, particularly the author's favorite - the F bomb. Some sex. Some drugs. Some ass kicking.

Sample

The jungle’s thick trees arching above the gravel road had created a false, early dusk that coated everything in a greenish light. I’d lost track of time since I’d stepped off the ferry onto this island and began the trip through this endless gloom.

The driver slowed, and the vehicle emerged from the shadows. On the other side of a wide expanse of beach, an ocean lay before me for as far as I could see. I blinked at the bright, dreamy golden paradise as I stepped outside the car, handing the driver a wad of cash and promising more if he’d wait an hour for me.

I walked across the sandy pavement and stood, scanning the ramshackle village of huts scattered on the bluff overlooking the beach.

The setting sun turned the water a molten gold color. More than two dozen surfers riding the crashing waves were only distinguishable as graceful, weaving black silhouettes.

Walking down to the beach, I scanned the surfers who remained on the shore. Several sat in groups. The sweet smell of marijuana was thick in the air.

I was looking for one familiar dark head. I didn’t see her and felt a pang of disappointment. I scolded myself. Of course, it wouldn’t be that easy. I was dealing with Rose. She’d gone to great lengths not to be found.

I approached one clump of surfers sitting on the sand with their knees to their chests, facing the water as if they were watching a film. Maybe in their world, they were. A movie made up of endless varieties of crashing waves and shimmering lights—each one unique. Some a challenge. Some a disappointment. Some heartbreakingly beautiful. Some frightening.

A microcosm of life itself.