Let me tell you a little-known secret. Being turned into a vampire doesn’t necessarily guarantee freedom from fear or danger. All of that silly happy-ever-after gibberish about immortality isn’t all it’s cracked up to be either. And furthermore, living forever in a state of bliss and contentedness is actually a blatant lie. I wish someone had told me.
Elizabeth Amarande Rose Bertrand’s first day as a vampire was definitely not what she’d expected, what with nearly losing her beloved twin sister. And after a short reprieve and a warm welcome to Ravenswynd, her new home in England, it gets even worse. Her immortal life takes on a whole new twist and she finds herself living in a perpetual state of fear. Faced with unsettling rumors and revelations, her dreams become real-life nightmares. Suddenly finding herself up to her neck in a mind-bending abduction, Elizabeth believes that death itself would be better than being bound to someone she despises – bound by ancient law – for all eternity.
The old saying is only too true: There actually are fates worse than death – even when you’re a vampire.
And once again…there will be blood.
(This is Book Two in the Ravenswynd Series)
Targeted Age Group:: YA and up
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
My inspiration came from a very realistic dream where I felt, saw, and heard every aspect of being bitten and turned…so naturally, the story had to continue after book one where my characters experienced exactly that.
This is book two, and we follow the twins to England where they begin their new lives as vampires.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
Elizabeth and Melinda are twins from book one, as well as their best friend Fiona. In book two I introduce the rest of the “family” in the UK. I’m not sure how to explain “how I come up with the characters”; I think about what’s going to happen to the main characters, and who they might interact with, and add them in as needed.
Book Sample
“Again?” I whispered, noticing his arousal.
“Why not?” he asked, a glimmer of hope filling his eyes.
Before I could answer there was a knock at our door. I flung myself under the covers, and Emrys went to the door to see who was there. I watched him as he walked away. His hair covered most of his back, but the muscles in his legs and his hindquarters were quite visible as he strolled to the door. So very nice! I knew he could hear my thoughts and it made it all the funnier when I started to giggle uncontrollably. I thought about a few more cute ways to compliment his appearance, and as he made his way to the doorway, he turned his head giving me a sideways glance and an amused grin.
“Yes?” he called out through the closed door.
I couldn’t make out the voice or the words, but I knew something was wrong by the way Emrys turned in a flash, a pained look crossing his face.
“We’ll be right there.” I heard an alarming edge in his voice, one I had never heard before, and it filled me with sudden fear and trepidation.
All my previous musings disappeared in an instant as dread gripped my mind. Emrys flew back toward the bed, opened a drawer and threw a pair of jeans and a t-shirt at me, and as he jumped into his own clothes, he ordered, “Get these on; we must go to our sister!”
As I scrambled into my clothes in a rush, I asked, “Who is it, Amrita? What happened? Is she ok?”
I could not, for the life of me, imagine what could have happened. After all, she couldn’t get sick. Nothing short of a very sharp object to the neck area would stop her, and then only if her head were completely removed. The actual thought sent a shudder through my body. I ran my fingers through my jumbled hair and slipped into the pair of shoes that Emrys tossed at my feet.
“I am not sure,” he said. “But we must hurry, Elizabeth!” He didn’t make eye contact as he held the door open for me. He took my hand and we entered the elevator. Pulling me into his embrace and stroking my hair with his other hand, he whispered, “She will be ok. We can fix this. You shall see.”
I was even more confused and about to ask why he was so evasive, but before I could put my question into words he stopped me, putting a finger on my lips.
“I promise you – she will be alright.”
My heart dropped in panic when it hit me; perhaps when he’d said, ‘our sister’ he actually meant Melinda! The elevator lurched to a stop and I swallowed hard, trying not to vomit. When the doors opened, I saw that we were now a few floors below our suite. Flames from the candles along the walls still danced, but eerily this time. The familiar hallways loomed before me, turning the panic to sheer terror. This floor was the one that housed all the doors with the padlocks on the outside.
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