Excerpt of The Sea Archer by Jeny Heckman

Raven stood, shackled to the stage with lights flashing, and people screaming and cheering her name. Donovan was in one of his bad moods with eyes glowing hot. She tried to yell that she was bound, but he patently ignored her and turned his attention to another black-haired beauty. Suddenly the crowds began to scream and part. Confused, she looked into the distance and saw a great wave hurtling toward her without breaking. Raven turned to Donovan and screamed for him to release her, but he was now running too, running with the new woman, to a new life. Music, reckless and wild, simmered in her blood, moving painfully throughout her body and fire burned in her belly, as hot as the sun. It seemed to liquefy her bonds. Now free, would she cower, run, or stand her ground?