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Raven Feathers: The Awakening

A new beginning awaits Brenna Terrell on Roanoke Island, but evil stirs in the shadows. Endowed with gifts from the Raven Clan, she prepares to battle what lurks in the darkness. The vampires are a threat, but her biggest challenge will be the man sent to guide her.

Tarian is a demon hunter who has survived hundreds of encounters with supernatural beings. He has been following a trail of raven feathers across a continent, searching for the Raven. Powerful and courageous, Tarian is afraid of nothing, except losing the heart and soul of the only woman he has ever loved.

As the vampire Rogan plots to open a portal and bind the gypsy witch to him for all eternity, Roanoke prepares to meet its fate. Brenna and Tarian must fight for the lives of the colonists and battle an eternal beast for Brenna’s very soul.

   

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"The mystery of Roanoke has always fascinated me. How does an entire group of colonists simply disappear off the face of the earth, leaving no clues or bodies behind? The answer may be more paranormal than we think. In my world, it is." ~ Amber ~

The Awakening: Raven Feathers by Amber Carlton

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5 Pixies: "Amber Carlton displays her talent for weaving a rich tapestry of characters, secondary as well as primary. The backdrop of accurate historical detail will inspire readers to further research the missing Colony. The paranormal atmosphere combines variant aspects including vampires, Gypsies, Spirit Guardians, and much more. This novel truly has appeal for nearly every reader.
     An excitingly complex, multilayered historical paranormal erotic romance, Raven Feathers: The Awakening serves up an original spin on the famous missing colony of Roanoke Island in the 16th century. Author Amber Carlton's fresh new approach will have readers on the edge of their seats while steeped in intrigue, escalating sensual tension, paranormal events, and budding romance. Raven Feathers: The Awakening is the kind of story that deserves to have a block of time set aside just to savor it, and then to be placed on the reader's keeper shelf for rereading. This is a novel to curl up with, to enjoy, to revel in, and then to reread. Raven Feathers: The Awakening is truly a stimulating novel." —Frost, Dark Angel Reviews

"This story is enthralling. You will find yourself swept into another time and place before you even know it. There is a lot of information as to what is going on in the story that comes quickly, followed by action. It makes for a moderately paced book that flows back and forth between Tarian, Brenna, and the community that she has come to love." —Amy Parker, ParaNormalRomance


 

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STORY EXCERPT

 

   Brenna backed up toward the wall. The shape loomed larger. Massive shoulders, rounded torso, arms that could lift a felled tree.

   “Chapman’s called off to a meetin’,” Viccars said. “Ananias Dare came for him. Be ya knowin’ Chapman is an educated man? Not like me, no, not like me ‘tal. Chapman can read and write. They need’m to put all their fancy words down onto the parchment. Everythin’ orderly and tidy, like we was home in England.”

   “Can I open the door?” Brenna asked. “It’s dark in here.”

   “Nay, lass,” Viccars said quietly. “Can’t stand the light. Hurts my eyes.”

   She sensed him very near, then the stale odor of beer wafted across her face. Beneath the beer hovered another smell, something disturbing and rotten. His arms reached out and encased her on either side. Trapped against the wall, she held her breath and pushed back into the plaster.

   “Nothin’ matters anymore,” he said. “Not the words, or the meetins, or what they be thinkin’. Things are changin’. Can’t ya feel it, wench? A witch like you ought to feel the tides and the moon and the changes stirrin’ in the wind, feel the darkness movin’ across the island, see the shadows. Have ya not seen them? Felt them?”

   “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Master Viccars.”

   Viccars shook his head violently, like a bull preparing to charge. His eyes flashed with an unnatural glimmer in the gloom.

   “He’s afeared of ya. Said ya couldn’t be trusted cause of the power and, oh aye, I can feel it in ya. The power of the witch.”

   “I’m not a witch,” Brenna said softly.

   “What a lying little bitch ya are,” Viccars said. “Though I’ll forgive it cause the smell of ya, the sight of ya, ‘tis more than a man can bear. ‘Tis more than I can bear.”

   “I think you should move away.”

   His face inched closer and the smell made Brenna gag. She turned her face toward the wall as his mouth grazed across her cheek, a thin veil of saliva coating her skin. One of his hands stroked her hair, and his touch sent a wave of revulsion through her.

   “You’re warm,” he said. “So much warmer than Elizabeth. Must be that gypsy blood. That indenture of mine is a lucky man. He’s touched ya, hasn’t he? What kinds of things does he do to ya in the dark?”

   “Please get away,” Brenna whispered.

   “Too much beauty, too much woman. ‘Tis sinful. Ya ripened on the voyage, gypsy. You’ll be needin’ a man in this land, not a boy like Nick Johnson. I have enough for ya, wench. Elizabeth need never know and if Johnson doesna want to share, we’ll take care of him good and proper.”

   Viccars pressed his face into her hair, inhaling deeply, and groaned, his swollen belly pushing toward her. His hand swept across her shoulder, leaving a sensation of squirming maggots burrowing into the soft flesh of her body, seeping into her pores, wiggling through her veins. The saliva on her skin dried to a hard crust that ate at her flesh like acid. His hands roamed the length of her body, moving over the curves inside the too-tight dress and his thumb flickered over the swell of her breast. Brenna stifled a moan deep in her throat.

   “I know what ya need, gypsy girl. I can smell it on ya.”

   He grabbed her hips, pulling her roughly toward his groin. Her stomach clenched as fear shot through her.

   She wanted to scream, but if someone heard, there would be questions, stares, accusations. She knew what the villagers thought of her. She was foreign, different, a beautiful face on a lush body, an exotic flower in a field of weeds. Beautiful to watch, to lust after, to discuss in dark places, to dream of, to envy. But so different from them. Never accepted, never included.

   The scream wound through her body, seeking an outlet. Close to panic, she vibrated with fear. She didn’t have the strength to push him away but she had to do something. She moved her arms between them and her open palms met the rough cloth of his shirt. A warm tingle pulsated through her arm and, as she prepared to push against his chest, a tiny spark of light fluttered near her hand. Abruptly, the cottage blazed with blinding light.

   Viccars hurled backwards, his startled scream echoing in the cottage. He choked and cursed, his hand pressed to the front of his shirt. He fell hard and sprawled across the floorboard, his dirty gray hair whipping across his face. His breath came in hard gasps and the whites of his eyes shone in the darkness.

   “What did ya do?” he demanded. He staggered to his feet and lurched several steps toward her, but stopped dead as a grimace of pain slashed across his face.

   “Nothing,” she choked. “I barely touched you.”

   “A gypsy hex,” he whispered. His round eyes stared at her through the darkness, a deadly mix of horror and revenge. “I’ll be seein the council about ya. What did ya do to me?

   Her legs buckled beneath her, and she slumped against the wall for support. “Nothing. Just stay away from me.”

   “There be trouble comin’, gypsy. So much trouble not even Peyton will be able to help ya.”

   She fumbled with the latch of the door, desperate, but paused when she heard her name ooze from his lips like an oily curse. Reluctantly, she turned back towards him.

   “Twilight be comin’, pretty one, and you’ll answer for this. Gypsy hexes will not help ya on judgment day. The Captain knows.”

   She yanked the door open and staggered into the sunlight. 

 

ADULT EXCERPT

 

    Tarian muttered as his mouth roamed her face, down her throat. “All night I tried to track them. I searched everywhere but I felt nothing but you. I am lost and useless without you. What have you done to me? All I can think of is you.”

   His lips covered hers again and she yielded to his kiss, drawing herself tighter to him.

   “Get inside,” he said. “I have to have you. I can’t wait another day, another hour, another moment.”

   “Tarian, something’s happened. Things have begun.”

   “Now, Brenna!”

   His hand fumbled with the latch as his mouth captured hers once again. She tried to talk, but it was impossible. She too was lost, filled with ache, need, desire that spiraled through her and stole her breath. The door crashed open, and they practically fell inside.

   His body forced her across the room, his hands struggling with the laces of her dress. A ripping sound filled her ears as he frantically tore at the ties. When his hand plunged inside the bodice, covering her breast, kneading, trying to touch every inch of her flesh, fire coursed through her body, and she forgot every word she needed to say.

   His mouth found hers again. She turned her face, needing him to know how much he meant to her. “Don’t ever leave me like that again.”

   “No, Brenna, never.”

   “Promise me.”

   “I promise. I will say anything you want.”

   He clawed at her skirt, sweeping it up. He pushed her toward the curtain, practically ripping it from the ceiling as he yanked it away. Brenna’s hand caught the edge of his breeches, drawing him closer, needing him closer, and he smashed into her, raking his hands into her hair and locking his mouth on hers.

   They fell to the bed, and she clutched the back of his neck. His hand wrenched the dress above her hips, the calluses of his hand rough on the skin of her thigh. He paused only a moment to tear at the strings of his breeches. He pushed the leather over his hips with one hand while his knee forced her legs apart.

   “I wanted it to be different than this the first time.” He reached between them, and she felt a feathery whisper between her legs. “But I can’t stop. I need you now.”

   “No, don’t stop,” she whispered. “I need you too.”

   He groaned. “Are you willing? Please tell me you’re willing.”

   “Aye,” she gasped. She pulled him closer.

   “And you want me?”