Book 9: A Bulwark Anthology
Paranormal Romance
Date Published: September 30, 2019
Publisher: Chelshire, Inc.
Reporter Dayna Dalton’s reputation has been ruined since birth. The daughter of wild child, Becky Dalton, is expected to follow her mother’s footsteps; never given a chance to prove she’s different. Dayna’s been in love with Clay Finnes since she was a teenager. Her unrequited love for Sheriff Finnes leaves her empty. He’s happily married and unavailable. Instead, Dayna finds herself stuck in the revolving door of bad relationships. But this is Bulwark, Georgia, a town where strange things are always happening. Dayna is doomed to this loveless life until she can find someone who will appreciate the depth of her character. Can she overcome her fears and look beyond her own perceptions to accept a greater love?
*Contains Sexual Content*
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“The devil is in the details.”
It was
a steady beep that woke her.Dayna struggled to open her eyes. Her lids were
heavy, as if they had been glued shut. She panicked for a minute, thinking
she might have died and they had sealed her eyes. She lifted a hand to rub her
face and felt the tug of something tethering her. She pulled, then moaned from
the sharp pain near her elbow.
Brisk
hands tucked her arm under a sheet next to her side. She turned to find Jenna Finnes
adjusting an IV line.
Their eyes met, and Jenna said in a
flat tone, “Don’t yank the IV out.” She walked over to a whiteboard, erased
someone’s name, and printed her own, her face grim.
Dayna
cleared her throat. Before she got any words out, Jenna spoke without turning
around. “They brought you in last night. Minor abrasions. Sprained ankle,
nothing serious.” She turned around, and her face held no warmth. “Whoever you
were rolling around in the woods with left you there.”
“I
wasn’t…” Dayna coughed. Her throat hurt when she spoke. Jenna poured her a cup
of water.
“Whatever.”
Clay’s wife shrugged. “You were out for a long time. There’s a bump on your
head, but the CAT scan was negative.”
Dayna
took the water with one hand. The other cautiously touched a tender bump on the
side of her skull.
“When
can I get out of here?” Dayna asked.
“They’re
not going to let you drive home, not that your car is here anyway. The doctor
will give you more information when he stops by.” Jenna walked toward the door.
“Jenna,”
Dayna called after her, “who brought me in?”
“Sherry
and Terence found you.” Jenna answered without looking at her.
Dayna could feel hatred emanating from the rigid stance of the nurse’s body and closed face. She could not stop herself from calling her name again. “Jenna?” Jenna turned, her eyes unfriendly. “How’s Clay doing?”
Dayna could feel hatred emanating from the rigid stance of the nurse’s body and closed face. She could not stop herself from calling her name again. “Jenna?” Jenna turned, her eyes unfriendly. “How’s Clay doing?”
Jenna pulled open the door and left
without another word.
About the Author
Brit Lunden is a prolific author who’s written over 50 books in assorted genres under different pen names. Bulwark was her first effort in adult fiction and was chosen by several of her fellow authors as the basis for a new series, A Bulwark Anthology. Using her characters, they are creating new denizens in spin-off stories to this bizarre town. Brit Lunden lives on Long Island in a house full of helpful ghosts.
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