Reference to ISBN of the book in German language ISBN: 978-3-948055-00-4

The Facets of a Narcissist is authentic, candid, and spot-on,
poignant, compelling, healing, and enchanting.
It combines the tenderness and romance of first-time sex
with danger, victimization, and trauma.
Jo Liebling is certain: "First this book will make you smile, then it will steal your heart. Compassion turns to hate, tears turn to anger, and you'll want him to die... and then... the unexpected happens!
A tension-filled read and a moving examination of how the past can color the present.

is the love story of Evelyn and Martin that begins full of romance and charm, seems like a fairy tale, develops into a nightmare, and ends tragically and painfully.
A murder was committed.
Did Evelyn kill Martin?


"A mirror in front of one's own face, standing in the rain, exposed to the wind, rising to meet the sun, banishing the clouds, leaving the thorns behind."

BOOK DESCRIPTION

Only the thorns in the wind of life empower Evelyn to understand herself and to come to the brutal understanding of what it means to reap what one sows.
The house - a small villa on the outskirts of the city,
behind it a flourishing garden with mature trees, lovingly landscaped, complete with a small garden pond, a wooden walkway, a stone bridge, and a cozy sitting area with wicker chairs and a hammock.
This was supposed to be their little piece of paradise, an idyllic haven for Jeff, Evelyn, and their two daughters, Lisa and Laura, a home sweet home to relax and recharge, to be a family, joined together in harmony.
Until the thorns of life turn everything upside down and knock Evelyn off course. After twenty-five years, Evelyn's marriage to Jeff collapses. Her world falls apart.
And just when she starts to get back on her feet, Martin comes into her life - in a way that seems almost ethereal. Filled with new hopes and dreams, she dares to fall in love all over again. In a way that is both bittersweet and full of honesty and authenticity, yet abounding in courage, strength, and hope, Evelyn decides to fight for this new love. But her past continues to haunt her and trap her in its grip. And soon enough, Martin reveals his true colors.
Behind the mask hide the facets of a narcissist.
Evelyn finds herself victimized, making her situation more than precarious. Bitter realities force her to experience the revenge that fate has in store both for her and for Martin.



Book excerpts (Buchausschnitte in englisch)

... The fire flickered in the fireplace. She poured herself a cup of tea, lit a candle on the tea table, lowered herself into the armchair, and gazed into the glowing flames. In her mind, Evelyn could still see the photo - the picture that the detective had shown her just minutes before.
It was a picture of Martin, nearly naked, wearing a G-string that was open at the front, so that his penis hung out lifelessly.
Everything was covered in blood. He lay on the floor, propped up against a cabinet wall, with an ice pick wedged between his left shoulder and his neck.
He was wearing makeup, his face smeared with lipstick. Martin was dead. ...

... Out of nowhere, and utterly unnerving and inexplicable to Evelyn, a strange expression shadowed Martin's face. His gaze, far from loving, became almost psychotic. Evelyn was frightened. This single moment, this expression, was bewildering and sinister. In a tone that was both serious and threatening, Martin replied:
"You're never going to get rid of me, Evelyn. I'll make sure of that!" ...

... He grunted in her ear as he fucked her, "You know you need this. You're nothing but a whore. Come here, don't act so coy, you dirty bitch. ...

... Fiona "Evelyn, I'm terrified. Something horrible is happening at Martin's house. Please, please come, I beg you..." ...

... On her way back from the car, she sensed an icy chill on the back of her neck. She was frightened and stood still to listen. She could hear a sound that seemed almost like heavy breathing. As if someone were right behind her. Instinctively, she turned around quickly but no one was there. A bird flew from the bushes, startling her even more. ...