Diamond Rose

Daniela Valenti

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Amanda's med school graduation is unlike any other. A solar flare awakens her super psychic powers, enabling her to fight evil, supernatural and human alike. She is the Sentinel 10, the most powerful warrior in a secret society of similarly endowed people. Her life becomes a whirlwind of international travel and exciting paranormal challenges.But all is not as it seems. Soon Amanda discovers that the man she loves has an evil alter ego, and that her own powers have a dark side. This first year as a Sentinel will push the limits of her resilience, and put her own humanity to the test.The Diamond Rose is a thrilling and romantic adventure, the first in an exciting new series. Fans of paranormal romance will enjoy this tale of a female heroine who struggles to understand love and master her own powers.

Informations

• Publié par: Brigid Book Publishing
• Date de parution: 01 janvier 2021
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781777427313
• Langue: English
• Poids de l'ouvrage: 3 Mo

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THE
DIAMOND ROSE
A Sentinel 10 Novel

DANIELA VALENTI Book One


Copyright © 2020 Daniela Valenti
Cover by Carol Phillips, Cover Artwork © Carol Phillips
Interior Design and Typsetting by Robert Smyth
First Hardcover Edition 2020
First Paperback Edition 2020
First Digital Edition 2020
All Rights Reserved
The Diamond Rose , a Sentinel 10 novel, is a work of fiction by Daniela Valenti. All incidents, dialogue, and characters are products of the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real. Where real-life figures appear, the situations, incidents, and dialogues concerning those persons are fictional and are not intended to depict actual events or to change the fictional nature of the work. In all other respects, any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except in the case of a reviewer, who may quote brief passages embodied in critical articles or in a review.
Series Summary: Sentinel 10 follows the journey of Amanda, a powerful
Sentinel who faces various paranormal challenges and struggles to understand the meaning of love.
Book Summary: A promising, young anesthesiology intern is suddenly imbued with the power to harness and control psychic energy, launching her into a secret world filled with danger and romance.
Distribution by Amazon KDP and Ingram Spark P.O.D.
Book Title: The Diamond Rose
Series Title: Sentinel 10
Names: Daniela Valenti - author
ISBN: 978-1-7774273-2-0 (hardcover)
ISBN: 978-1-7774273-0-6 (print)
ISBN: 978-1-7774273-1-3 (e-book)
www.sentinel10.ca




This book is dedicated to you, the reader.
Come with me, and let your imagination soar.
Welcome to the world of Sentinel 10.


CONTENTS
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Acknowledgements


Prologue

Amanda Griffith was trying to find her car in the hospital’s employee parking lot. She had just finished her last day of medical school, and her shift had seemed days long. She was overworked and overtired. It was only the middle of the afternoon, and all she wanted to do was go to bed.
Her attending physician had been more difficult than usual today, tripping her up with incessant quizzing right as she was intubating a patient. Typically, Amanda was able to go head-to-head with her attending, but today he had worn her down. All of the anesthesiology residents in her year disliked the man. Amanda usually took a kinder stance, viewing the doctor more as a wise and formidable teacher, but her generosity extended only so far.
She held her hand over her eyes, scanning the lot for her car as the sun threatened to blind her, even through her oversize sunglasses. Squinting, she finally caught sight of it. She was making her way in that direction when—out of nowhere—the daylight vanished, as if a cloud had passed in front of the sun. But there wasn’t a cloud in the sky.
As the darkness enveloped her, Amanda felt a charge. A shock wave coursed through her, like liquid electricity. She could feel currents running up and down her arms. Then a sharp pain pierced through her skull and radiated down her spine. Nausea and dizziness overtook her.
“Wow,” Amanda muttered, as her brain started rattling off a running list of possible pathologies. Was she having a stroke? An aneurysm? Was this how it ended for her? But then, just as quickly as it happened, it stopped. Her symptoms disappeared, and the sun shone bright again.
Amanda squeezed her eyes shut and massaged her scalp. “I better get lots of rest,” she said to herself. She was looking forward to the weeklong vacation she had planned. That would surely help.
In fact, she couldn’t wait to get to her car. The trunk was already packed with suitcases, and as soon as her best friend, Lydia, joined her, they’d be dashing off to the airport for a much-deserved vacation in paradise—a week at a five-star resort in Panama. She could almost feel the sand between her toes.
What she didn’t know was that the solar flare had irrevocably changed her life, in a way she could never have imagined. And nothing she’d learned in her intensive medical training had prepared her for what was to come.


Chapter 1

Amanda stepped out onto the balcony of the oceanfront hotel suite. She was dazzled by the scenery before her: the lush green landscape as far as the eye could see, a perfect sunset filling the world with warmth, and the orange-dappled water lapping the beach, so close she could watch the cormorants riding the waves.
Lydia was stretched out on one of the lounge chairs, but her shoulders were hunched. She didn’t look very relaxed to Amanda.
Amanda grabbed a mojito from the patio table and sat beside her. “Cheers.”
Lydia nodded and raised her own glass. “Cheers.” She was clearly trying to sound lighthearted, but Amanda could hear the sadness in her friend’s voice. She surmised Lydia was thinking about Hank, her ex-fiancé. Hank had gotten drunk and cheated on Lydia two months before their wedding, and unbelievably, she was still mooning after him.
Amanda decided a distraction was in order. “So here we are, ” she crooned. “Two single ladies at a gorgeous tropical resort!” When Lydia didn’t react, she tried again. “So guess what I learned today—Panama has only three million people, but over twelve million cell phones. You know why?”
Lydia raised a quizzical eyebrow.
“Because having affairs is this country’s number-two hobby! After watching telenovelas.” Amanda laughed.
“Great.” Lydia’s voice was neutral.
“Oh, come on, it’s funny! It got me thinking that if you really wanted to, you’re in the right place to get even with Hank.”
Lydia slid a hand through her rich chestnut curls. “I know you’re joking, Mandy.”
Amanda threw her hands up in the air. “Of course I’m joking! I wanted to cheer you up.”
“Well, thank you.”
“So . . . ?” She grinned.
Lydia shrugged. “No, I’m not going to have a revenge-affair with a Panamanian.”
“Ha ha. That’s not what I was going to ask. I was going to ask if you’ve decided what you’re going to do about him.”
Lydia reached for a mojito and stirred the ice cubes with her straw. “It’s complicated.”
The last rays of the sunset flickered across the sky before falling below the horizon. Amanda shifted on the lounge chair. “You’re not seriously thinking of going back to him, are you?”
“I don’t know. We were about to get married. That means something, you know?” She took off her sunglasses and gently pressed her hands over her eyelids.
“I get it,” Amanda replied, but truthfully, she didn’t get it. What was there to think about? Hank clearly wasn’t the right one, and Lydia deserved better. Period. It was that simple.
Lydia was like a sister to her. They first met when they were seven, at some medical conference their parents had dragged them to. Neither girl had siblings, and they were both a little lonely. The bonded immediately. Unfortunately, Amanda and her family moved away a year later, when Amanda’s father got a better position as a surgeon at a high-profile hospital. She had reconnected with Lydia when they ended up at the same medical school, and they had become like family since. Amanda had no real family. Not anymore.
“Hey, let’s not think about Hank, okay? ” Amanda urged. “Look, the moon is coming out. Let’s head to the beach.”
The girls walked along the water’s edge, two slender silhouettes in maxi dresses. The sand was soft and damp, refreshing on their bare feet. Around them, warm rain sprinkled down—on the trees, on the sand, on the paved alleyways of the resort grounds—creating a peaceful hush. Late July was the middle of the monsoon season, and as soon as the sun went down, heavy clouds gathered over the lush island landscape. Every day, once the rain started, the resort quieted down. By seven in the evening, the beach was practically empty, and people congregated at the bar, the three restaurants, or at the café facing the Atlantic.
“Thank you for being here,” Lydia said, taking Amanda’s hand in hers. “It’s nice to just be sometimes, isn’t it? To stop worrying about what’s going on at home and just chill for a while.”
Amanda nodded, then faced the ocean. She was invariably drawn to it, yet something about it made her deeply uncomfortable. It was dark, forbidding, immense. Quietly powerful, invisible beyond a few dozen feet. “Doesn’t it, I don’t know, fill you with dread?” she asked her friend.
“What? You mean going back? Dealing with life?”
“No, this . . . the ocean at night. I always imagine it filled with monsters underneath all that black water.” Surprising herself, Amanda actually shuddered.
Lydia nudged her with a small laugh. “But it’s the same ocean we go in during the day.”
Amanda nodded, but stayed silent. Her arms folded across her chest, she kept watching the water, its breath traveling on the back of the wind, its waves reaching the shore, forever trying to get a grip but always washed back, only to try again and again. Just like her . . . just like her who