Rebekah Armusik
Rebekah Armusik attended King's College, where she majored in literature. Shortly after graduation she began writing Memoirs of a Gothic Soul. At first, the novel was more of an autobiographical project that centered on her eccentric Slovak family and her experiences in Northeast Pennsylvania, but soon her grandmother's haunting tales became the focus of the book. Before long, Rebekah's love of the Gothic novel began to change the direction of the series. Working from the original layout, she began feverishly re-working the tale.
In August 2010, she chose to self-published Memoirs of a Gothic Soul and quickly established a loyal fan base eager to read more. Her second novel, Mariposa opened to rave reviews on Halloween 2011. In 2012, Rebekah released two novels in one year, Book 3: Lucifer Rising and Book 4: Vlkolak King. In 2013, Rebekah released her most acclaimed book in the series, to date, In the Shadows.
Her novels have been best sellers in the Gothic romance and supernatural fiction categories on amazon.com.
Since the release of her last novel in the Gothic Memoirs series, Rebekah has been hard at work on her latest project. She has recently finished the first novel in her new supernatural series and is currently working on the next book.
Rebekah lives in Pennsylvania with her husband, Classical Painter, Eric Armusik, their three beautiful children and two very handsome, black cats.
Rebekah has been featured in numerous publications including Gothic Beauty Magazine, The Weekender, Victorian Homes Magazine, Berks County Living, Old House Journal and The Reading Eagle.
“I clutched the basin of the sink as I checked my reflection. I was badly bruised on my neck and décolleté. I then realized my arms, abdomen and legs ached as if I worked out with heavy weights too hard the day before. My eyes flashed back to my neck. I traced the hand marks that left their anger in a violent green and purple pattern. I needed to wash myself. The smell of blood lingered upon my skin, turning my stomach. I heard Alexei tapping on the door but ignored him and stepped into the shower. The water felt caustic at first, causing the pain my attacker rendered upon my body to resurface, but soon we made peace, and I rested under the heat. I heard him come in, and he slowly moved the curtain back, allowing a rush of cool air to rape me once more. “Please, Dija. Say something.” I continued my determined vow of silence. The hurt was suppressed within my chest.”
“I am not a fool. This is why Olga was so distraught - because I teetered the line, and most times my left foot was a paperweight clinging to hell.”