The Sea Wife

By Naomi Clark

Charley and Nessa are from two different worlds. Nessa is a selkie and Charley is all too human. When selkies and humans fall in love, tragedy can follow. For Charley and Nessa, that never seems to matter when they're together. But when Nessa's seal skin is stolen, the lovers uncover all the reasons humans and selkies should stay in their separate worlds.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Evernight Publishing
• Release date: Sep 15, 2015
• ISBN: 9781772334913

Naomi Clark

Naomi Clark is a nineteen-year-old writer, actress, blogger, singer, and vlogger. Naomi has been writing since she was eight years old, and this is her first published work. She lives in New York City with her mother, father, and her dog named Hope. In her spare time, she likes to crochet, walk her dog, bake, and cook for her family. She is also very active in her church and loves to work with kids. Her vlogging channel is coming to Youtube in Spring 2017. You can follow her on Instagram @glittergirl40 and on Facebook @NaomiClark.

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Copyright© 2015 Naomi Clark

ISBN: 978-1-77233-491-3

Cover Artist: Jay Aheer

Editor: Melissa Hosack

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

WARNING: The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. No part of this book may be used or reproduced electronically or in print without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in reviews.

This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

DEDICATION

For the critique group that tore a very early draft of this story to shreds ten years ago – it needed shredding and it might have taken me a decade to put it back together, but it was worth it!

THE SEA WIFE

Romance on the Go TM

Naomi Clark

Copyright © 2015

Chapter One

When the sun rose, the ocean called and Charley answered.

She’d left her bedroom window open, and the roar of surf beating on sand was the only alarm clock she’d ever need. The tantalizing tang of brine in the air reminded her that she was home and that the ocean waited.

She showered and dressed in a hurry, racing downstairs to leave a note on the kitchen table. She’d only been home since last night, and due to the shifts her mother worked, hadn’t seen her yet. No doubt Fiona Delaney would know exactly where her daughter was, but Charley left the note anyway, out of habit. It had always just been the two of them, and the rules her mother laid down when Charley was sixteen were still ingrained at twenty-six.

Outside, the sleepy village of Ailbhe Cove was just waking up, and fog still shrouded the houses. A few cyclists zipped past Charley as she jogged to the beach. She could already hear dogs barking down on the sand, mingling with the raucous cries of seagulls and the eternal wash of waves to create a symphony that echoed down in her heart. Home. No matter how far she went, she was always pulled back like driftwood on the tide.

She reached the beach, breathless and exhilarated, and stopped to pull her shoes off. She stared out at the calm waters, sparkling with pink and gold light cast by the rising sun chasing the fog away. She inhaled, relishing the scent of salty water and brisk ocean air. There was something cleansing about it.

She dug her toes into the silky-fine sand and watched gulls darting in and out of the water, crying to each other. A few feet away, a pair of spaniels splashed in and out of the rock pools, yelping joyfully as their owner threw a tennis ball for them. Charley strolled along the waterline away from them, hugging her over-sized cardigan around her. It was early April and the Irish coastline was still chilly.