The Vessel by Felicia Tatum

Scott must help Olivia unvravel her true potential, as they race to stop the sorcerer who cursed her family.

The vessel

Scott and Olivia survive a nearly deadly school dance, but the aftermath of their meeting has everyone who loves them looking for answers. And when Olivia is thrust into a terrifying situation that pushes her to her limits, she must learn for herself what she is capable of. 

She loves Scott, but her parents have disappeared, her grouchy brother has come back to town, and mysterious men are tailing them both. As mysteries swirl around Olivia’s family, Scott must help her discover more about who she truly is—while he races to find the last living descendant of Devlin Hart, the sorcerer who cursed the Tabors family. 

With all of this, can their new love grow? It is further tested by an 
unexpected rival with a claim on Olivia’s heart. Scott will have to fight his jealousy to continue to woo the woman he loves. With the stress of searching for so many answers on his shoulders, will Scott be able to keep Olivia’s heart? 

Genre: FICTION / Fantasy / Paranormal

Secondary Genre: FICTION / Romance / Paranormal

Language: English

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Word Count: 56515

Sample text:

My eyes fluttered open, but a blinding light made me squint them closed again. I reached up and felt something warm and sticky on my head.  When I allowed my lids to open a crack, I saw my fingers coated in blood. A groan escaped as I tried to gather my thoughts. Clutching my side, I turned my head and a searing pain shot through my temple. Ow. Everything hurt, from the throbbing in my ribs to the aching in my skull. Glancing around, I realized I was on the floor in an unfamiliar place. Broken glass shone all around me. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed the couch turned on its side, the rest of the room in disarray.

I lifted up enough to look around, holding my body on propped elbows. The room was a disaster and looked like burglars had been here, but long since left. Up on the shelf in front of me, I saw a picture of my Livvie smiling widely. Oh, no! I remembered. I was at her parents’ house and she was gone.

She had been taken.


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