Destroyed
(Dark Road #1)
Author: Krys Fenner
Publication Date: October 17th, 2014
Genre: YA Psychological Thriller
(Dark Road #1)
Author: Krys Fenner
Publication Date: October 17th, 2014
Genre: YA Psychological Thriller
Book Description:
Bella has lived a rather
boring life, but that all quickly changes. A new position in school forces her
to take charge. A new boyfriend (her first), Jeremiah, hands her a confidence
she has never known before. A new role in her church’s Fall Production makes her
a leader. But that all gets destroyed when an attack by her father’s enemy turns
her into the center of attention. Bella believes things couldn’t get worse, but
they do. Can she survive the road of destruction and emerge stronger? Or has all
that she gained been destroyed forever?
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Excerpt
Bella pulled a couple of books out of her
locker. What was her first class again? She hadn’t gotten much sleep the night
before. The nightmare had returned. Why had it started up again? She hadn’t
dreamt of that day months. It had to be the stress. Yesterday the tutoring
requests had begun to come in, more than she could have anticipated for the
first day of school. There was so much organization required. She had meant to
come in early and do some work on it, but she was so tired. And her parents
hadn’t helped. All they talked about was how it would look on college
applications. Graduation was still two long years away. College wasn’t even a
top priority at the moment. Surviving her junior year was the most important
thing. Her brain was clogged like a hair-filled pipe. Not even Drano could
unclog this mess.
“Look what the cat dragged in.” Heather
jeered and paused behind Bella. Heather’s tag-alongs took up a spot on either
side of Bella. The three girls effectively cornered Bella against her locker.
“Are you sure it was a cat, and not an old,
frumpy, cat lady with no taste in clothes?”
Bella peered at Missy Watkins, a prickly
blonde witch who was also on the cheerleading squad, and then turned back to
her books. Yes, she had agreed to deal with their insults, but it would be on
her time.
“You’re right about the clothes. And she
does smell a little like mothballs.” Heather waved a hand in front of her face
as if she were attempting to fan fumes away.
“I bet it’s the clothes that smell. They’re
probably hand-me-downs from her grandmother.” Cassie Shows giggled; she was an
uptight redhead, a third wheel in their little group and the only one not a
cheerleader. She just had money. They had been tethered together from the
moment the three of them met.
They normally poked fun at her clothes, so
this wasn’t unusual behavior. She hadn’t worn anything different today than she
had the day before. A dark denim skirt, a short-sleeve turquoise button-up
trimmed with lace, and brown flats. Like always her hair was braided and hung
down her back. Bella dug around in her locker. What was she looking for?
“You know, with all these rags, I’m really
curious what your brother sees in her.” Missy crossed her arms and popped a hip
out.
Heather snickered. “That’s easy. He feels sorry
for her.”
They could make fun of her clothes or call
her names, but she would be damned if they insulted what someone may feel for
her. Bella’s hand tightened around a book. She stared at the book and imagined
smacking Heather upside the head with it. Unfortunately, the suspension from
school that would surely follow would suck. Inhaling deeply, she slammed her
locker shut and turned around. “Listen up and listen good. I don’t give a rat’s
behind what you think of my clothes. I know why you pick on me. I have
something you don’t.”
“Like I would want bad ––”
“Shut up! I’m not finished. I have pride in
who I am and I stand for something you can never get back. I still have the
chance to give myself when I choose to because I love that person. You can’t. There
are all kinds of rumors how freely you give it away. And now guys are losing
interest, so you do and say whatever you need to, to make yourself feel better.
Well, it ends here. I don’t care what a couple of sluts think of me because you
can’t take away what I have.”
“Why you little ––”
“Don’t even try it, Heather. You’re nothing
but tainted sludge. I suggest you get used to the gutter. It’s where you
belong.” Bella shoved the three girls aside as if they were annoying flies. She
hadn’t even noticed that a small crowd of students had gathered nearby, who
clapped as she broke through. Her cheeks flushed with heat. With another deep
breath, she made her way through the assembled students. Several patted her on
the shoulder and others offered congratulations. An arm hooked into hers and
she jumped. Alex, it was just Alex. A breath escaped her lips and her
temperature started to come down.
About the Author
At the age of 16, Krys Fenner fell in love with Psychology and Creative
Writing. At that time she wrote her first short story dealing with sexual abuse
and forgiveness. Psychological issues in her family filled her with the desire
to help others using her own experiences. So in 2004, she earned an Associate of
Arts in Psychology. And while her sister is the one with dreams of becoming a
Psychologist, Krys Fenner returned to Creative Writing. She is currently working
on a Bachelor of Arts and plans to continue on to a Masters degree, where she
can major in her first love (Creative Writing) and minor in her second
(Psychology).
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