I was falling, the air like ice against my face, but a calm rushed over me, like I was finally at peace. He wasn’t going to get me. We were safe…
When eighteen-year-old honor student Lucy Owens discovers her family secret, she must leave the world she knows behind to avoid a fate worse than death.
Dubbed “that weird Owens girl” since grade school, Lucy struggled to find her place in the small, New England town she grew up in. She lived a quiet, sheltered life with her guardians, surrounded by the memories of her ancestors. Lucy bears a striking resemblance to some of these Owens women, down to the crescent moon shaped birthmark on the back of their necks.
Among her only visitors are two young men, Embry and Gabriel, who claim to be friends of the family. When prom night takes a sour turn, Lucy is forced to take shelter with them from a mysterious man hell-bent on acquiring her.
She also discovers that Embry and Gabriel are Gifteds, a subset of humans with supernatural abilities who don’t die until their job is done. In this case, they claim their job is to protect Lucy’s line. But as she gets to know them and her family’s history better, she has to wonder if their ultimate goal is to keep her safe, or to stop the man who’s after her?
Prophecy is a coming of age supernatural novel by Amanda Lynn Petrin. If you like strong heroines who keep fighting no matter how many times they are knocked down, then you’ll love this paranormal adventure.
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Targeted Age Group:: 13-25
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
I was inspired by vampire series like the Vampire Diaries and Twilight, but then I came up with the concept of Gifted and had to tell their story. I loved the idea of regular humans being given superpowers to help them accomplish some task, then they can go on with their lives. All the senseless deaths that happen to people who could have gone on to do great things…this would let them.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
My main characters are usually based on some imaginary, stronger, smarter, prettier, better version of me. Some of her core values are mine while others stem from her upbringing, which is nothing like mine.
When the fog cleared, it was nighttime. Neither Gabriel, nor Embry were anywhere near. I could feel Cassie’s fear. Although I wasn’t in any real danger, I knew she was, and my heart was pounding in her chest. I was convinced you could hear it from miles away, which was probably how the man found us. He wore a nice, dark grey suit and looked like a proper gentleman, except for the murderous look on his face, and his eyes. Embry and Gabriel’s eyes were black, which I had frequently pointed out when I was younger, but this man’s eyes were so dark that I wasn’t even sure if they were eyes at all, or if they were just dark holes.
“Run and catch, run and catch, the lamb is caught in the blackberry patch.” He said, taunting her with a smile. He enjoyed seeing her like this, terrified, and knowing nothing she could do would stop it. “No bodyguards tonight?” he asked, tilting his head and coming closer, dangerously close, so I could smell his breath. A mixture of pipe tobacco and strong alcohol.
“If you have me, you stop? No more coming after my family?” the words shocked me, but they were the first she said with purpose.
“Of course, love. Once we get you, there’s no more family for us to come after.” He said with a laugh that curdled my blood.
“What do you mean? What do you want with me?” she asked, having not accounted for this. She came out in the middle of the night, alone, knowing he would find her, because she thought it would be the end of their hunt for the women of her family.
“You don’t only carry your essence in that lovely little shell of yours. You carry the essence of your entire line. Past, present and future.” The joy in his laugh would haunt me, as it would have haunted her, if she hadn’t taken off, running surprisingly fast for the high heeled shoes she had us wearing.
She ran through streets she knew well, turning before I even realized there was another street, or alley. We were getting away, and she became more and more confident as we got closer and closer to where I could only assume Embry and Gabriel were.
I recognized the cliff from one of the paintings in the manor. You could see a lighthouse in the distance, and I remembered noticing a cottage at the base of the cliff, when a searing pain shot through my side.
I had never expected the men who hunt us to use guns, and I doubt Cassandra had either. We stopped for a second, for her to put her hand to the wound and see from the crimson on it that she had effectively been shot in the back, through her lower abdomen, and the warm blood was pouring out, running down to her leg.
She looked back and saw that he was gaining on her, so close now and so sure of himself, of his win. She had to know there was no way she could outrun him like this, but she kept going, slower than before, and in excruciating pain, as he laughed, no longer worried because he knew he had her. She stumbled, and his laughter grew louder, until she got to the side of the cliff. She inched away from the wooden railing that hid a staircase, closer to the jagged rocks you could hear the waves crashing into.
“What…” I heard him start, afraid for the first time, before I felt us jump. I was falling, the air like ice against my face, but a calm rushed over me, like I was finally at peace. He wasn’t going to get me. We were safe…
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