This Cradle Won't Fall

By: Dixie Lynn Dwyer
The American Soldier Collection 18:This Cradle Won’t Fall

Evonna “Vye” Colon will do whatever it takes to protect her unborn child from an abusive man heading down a path of destruction. Her only chance of keeping her baby and herself alive is to get as far away from Merdock Mullen as possible. Vye and baby Benny make a grand entrance into Salvation during a dangerous rainstorm, nearly succumbing to the elements. Thank God for American soldiers and five men who never expected to deliver a baby—or to instantly make a bond with Vye and Benny.

Vye is set on making it as a single mom. She’s not interested in this town rule of guardianship, no matter how attracted she becomes to the McCann brothers. She’s not a good judge of character when it comes to men—her self-confidence and self-esteem is low, never mind these crazy postpartum hormones.

It will take a little push from the townsfolk, some momentous encounters, and a bit of friendly petting to get her to let down her guard and take a chance…kind of hard when the five men fight their own denial, until jealousy kicks them in the behind and gets them to stake a claim. Salvation is achieved for all of them.





DEDICATION





Dear readers,



Thank you for purchasing this legal copy of The American Soldier Collection 18: This Cradle Won’t Fall. Is it fate? Is it destiny? Or do our actions, our determination, the paths we choose, predict events that can be changed by one decision, a different route or direction, and is that fate or destiny itself?

It’s hard to say for sure, but for Vye, her unborn child becomes her focus of survival, of having a better life—a determination of never feeling pain or being treated so badly, beaten so badly, or even trusting a man, another human being, again.

She decides to make her own destiny instead of falling into the vicious cycle of abuse, even if her baby is the reason why. She trusts no one. She fears so many things, yet her promise that her baby will have a good life, a safe life, a secure future and not the life Vye had back in Pennsylvania, all lead her to an amazing place.

May you enjoy her journey and the love a mother has for her child, way before her child is even born and in her arms.

Happy reading.



Hugs!

Dixie





ABOUT THE AUTHOR





People seem to be more interested in my name than where I get my ideas for my stories from. So I might as well share the story behind my name with all my readers.

My momma was born and raised in New Orleans. At the age of twenty, she met and fell in love with an Irishman named Patrick Riley Dwyer. Needless to say, the family was a bit taken aback by this as they hoped she would marry a family friend. It was a modern day arranged marriage kind of thing and my momma downright refused.

Being that my momma’s families were descendants of the original English speaking Southerners, they wanted the family blood line to stay pure. They were wealthy and my father’s family was poor.

Despite attempts by my grandpapa to make Patrick leave and destroy the love between them, my parents married. They recently celebrated their sixtieth wedding anniversary.

I am one of six children born to Patrick and Lynn Dwyer. I am a combination of both Irish and a true Southern belle. With a name like Dixie Lynn Dwyer it’s no wonder why people are curious about my name.

Just as my parents had a love story of their own, I grew up intrigued by the lifestyles of others. My imagination as well as my need to stray from the straight and narrow made me into the woman I am today.

Enjoy This Cradle Won’t Fall and allow your imagination to soar freely.





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Table of Contents


Title Page

Copyright Page

Dedication

About the Author

Prologue

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Epilogue





Landmarks





Cover





THE AMERICAN SOLDIER

COLLECTION 18: THIS

CRADLE WON'T FALL



DIXIE LYNN DYWER

Copyright © 2017





Prologue




Evonna “Vye” Colon couldn’t stop shaking. She pressed her hand over her round belly as Murdock raged. He was high on something. Again. He was a lunatic, a monster, a manipulator, and her unborn child’s father.

He kicked her in the upper thigh, too close to the baby. She screamed out and curled into the fetal position on the floor, her back toward him.

“I’m fucked! I’m so fucking screwed. They want their money and Detrix is nowhere to be found. Fuck!” he roared and kicked her again. Her spine tingled, the aches and pains paralyzed her and she lost her breath. She lay there, her cheek to the floor, blood dripping from her lip, eye swollen, and heart hammering inside of her chest. Murdock Mullen was insane.

“Are you even listening to me, bitch!” he roared and pulled her shoulder back, causing her to fall to her back. She covered her belly—she couldn’t breathe in this position. He stared at her.

“Murdock, please. The baby,” she said, teeth chattering.

He glared at her. He looked at her with disgust, just as he had done the moment she told him she was pregnant, seven long months ago. The abuse increased instead of decreasing. At first, he seemed proud. Talked about it being a boy. Then his business expanded. He owned several dry cleaners in Pennsylvania and a vending machine company. He made great money but he got involved with bad people—loan sharks, gamblers, drug dealers, and thugs. He’d invested money in some rapper who was supposed to make it big and just as a record deal hit, the rapper got cocky. He started celebrating with money he hadn’t earned and then overdosed on LSD.

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