Dark Feathers by @TichaB is an Indie Authors pick #paranormalromance #pnr #indie #giveaway
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    • Dec 9, 2020
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Dark Feathers by @TichaB is an Indie Authors pick #paranormalromance #pnr #indie #giveaway



Title: Dark Feathers


Author: Natalina Reis


Genre: Paranormal Romance


Book Blurb:


Joan's gift, born in tragedy, brought Phoenix's love to her door. Now it might destroy them both. Joan couldn't see angels, until the day a freak accident took her parents' lives. Now her gift has landed her in dangerous territory; she is the Dark Lord's latest obsession and the spark inside Phoenix's dormant heart. Phoenix lives in a haze of fear and pain under the rule of an evil angel. When he is sent to watch Joan closely, he never expected to lose his heart to her or discover the truth about his painful past. Will Phoenix risk an eternity of pain to protect Joan from the Dark Lord's merciless hands or will Joan's unshakable determination to save her angel be her demise? Pick up a copy today of this paranormal redemption romance featuring a fearless heroine who will stop at nothing to protect those she loves and the angel who loves her.


Excerpt:


Human clothing was restrictive and scratchy, I thought. Dark angels didn’t know much comfort, but our clothing allowed us all the movement we needed. Now, as I alit discreetly behind a building and shook my wings, I felt uncomfortable in what humans called a T-shirt and jeans. I didn’t often retract my wings; there was rarely a need for it. Even when I slept, my wings were normally left unbound. With reluctance, I willed them to retract and listened to the quiet whoosh they made as they dwindled to nothing.


Still reeling from Asmodeus’s orders to spy on the girl who had seen me a couple weeks ago, I began my short walk to where this human lived. I was not sure how my master found her, since I didn’t even know her name, but I was about to officially meet the only DARK FEATHERS 17 human I knew who could see angels. In order to not bust my cover, Asmodeus had performed a special charm on me that would prevent her—or anyone else, including angels—from recognizing me.


I had been here in Boothbay Harbor often, plucking souls of men and women who had made poor choices during their lives. It was hard to understand how anyone who lived by the ocean could ever decide to do evil. The bright blue stretched as far as the eye could see in swells and dips, peaceful yet energetic. Yes, I had been here many times, but this was the first time I noticed the beauty of it all. For a moment I forgot who I was and what I was here to do as I gazed at the ocean, the seagulls barking over it and boats swaying in the gentle breeze. If only my life were that simple, that peaceful. I shook my head and resumed my walk.


The girl lived in an old house that had been converted into two apartments. Unused to walking in shoes, I tripped over a rock and almost fell face-first onto the steps of the house.


“A bit clumsy, aren’t you?” I didn’t have to look. I was certain I would recognize her voice anywhere—the tiny woman who had seen through the seraphic magic straight to my real self. I raised my head and met her gaze, two large brown eyes peering at me from the center of her face. “I’m pretty sure the step was already there.”


I straightened myself and wiped my hands on my pants. “I’m not used to these shoes.” What a lame thing to say, but I was a dark angel with no experience with humans.


She laughed and I felt the inside of my chest vibrate with the sound. “Then maybe you should buy a new pair, don’t you think?” She came down the steps to stand in front of me, not a hint of recognition on her face. Whatever my master had done, it’d worked. “I’m Joan. Who are you?”


Frozen for a second, I was stunned by a sudden realization—I couldn’t remember my name. I must have had a name at some point, but I had no memories of anyone ever calling me anything other than a minion. I searched for ideas and spat out the first thing that came to my mind. “Phoenix. My name is Phoenix.”


A smile spread along her full red lips. “Unusual, but I like it.” She sat on the edge of the concrete wall that ran along the back of the steps. “Where did you come from?”


For a moment, I panicked. Had she recognized me? I didn’t reply.


“Are you coming to reply to the ad?” I had no idea what she was talking about, but I nodded, unable to utter a word. “Let’s go inside so I can give you the first degree.” When I looked at her, confused, she laughed. “Damn, Phoenix, you have to grow a sense of humor. Let’s go inside.”


I followed her up the stairs and inside the house. Her upstairs apartment was small but radiated sunlight. It was a happy place, something I was not used to. I gasped in awe. “Did you hurt yourself?” she asked, misunderstanding the sound. I shook my head, still unable to say much.


Joan led me to a cozy living room, and we sat together on an old but comfortable white couch. She propped herself on a few cushions and curled her legs under her. “So, what makes you the perfect candidate to be my roommate?”


Roommate? What was that? And why would I want to be one? “Sorry, I—”


“Come on, don’t sell yourself short. I’m in urgent need of a roommate. I can’t afford this place by myself, and so far, all my candidates were idiots, both sexes included.” She looked at me with hope in her eyes. “Well, do you want to share the apartment with me or not?”


Share the house with the person I was there to spy on? Perfect. “Yes, of course I do. What do I have to do?”


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Dark Feathers tries to answer the question, how does a dark angel become one and when does punishment end and redemption start? This is a story about love and new beginnings, a story of hope.



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Author Biography:


Natalina wrote her first romance at the age of thirteen. Since then she has published eleven romances that defy the boundaries of her genre. She enjoys writing all kinds of rebels and outcasts into her stories and she always roots for the underdog.


After earning a degree in tourism and foreign languages, she worked as a tourist guide in her native Portugal for a short time before moving to the United States. She lived in three continents and a few islands, and her knack for languages and linguistics led her to a master’s degree in education. She lives in Virginia where she has taught English as a Second Language to elementary school children for more years than she cares to admit.


Natalina doesn’t believe you can have too many books or too much coffee. Art and dance make her happy and she is pretty sure she could survive on lobster and bananas alone. When she is not writing or stressing over lesson plans, she shares her life with her husband and two adult sons.


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