Deceived – Book 2 in the Gwen Sparks Series
The vampire drug, brew, nearly ruined Gwen Sparks’ life. Just when things started to get back to normal between her and Aiden, she is summoned by the North American Witches Council to their central city of Moon.
A war is imminent between vampires and witches, and Gwen’s experiences with brew are being used to fuel the fire. She is about to discover just how powerful she is with the help of the ruggedly handsome Angel of Death and just how far some people will go to get what they want.
Gwen is going to learn exactly what it means to be Deceived.
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The glass vial felt ominous in my hand, but I did what the Angel of Death said and
concentrated on the feeling it emanated. Without thinking, I pulled the stopper out of
the tube and dipped the pad of my finger in the blood. As soon as my skin made contact
with the sticky liquid, a shiver washed through me. The feeling of death and despair
surrounded me. My body shook against the icy coldness crawling through me.
“Call the spirits forward, Gwen.”
That was easier said than done. The death within the blood was overwhelming.
Whoever the blood belonged to, they had killed a lot of people. Instinct took over, and
something inside of me commanded I take control of the ghosts. My body stopped
quivering, a peaceful calm replaced the confusion. When I opened my eyes, a large
cloud of gray hovered just behind Dorian’s back. The cloud separated and formed what
looked like human shapes. It took less than three minutes for the fog to completely
separate. At least fifteen spirits stood in my room, their bodies shimmering like a heat
mirage.
Dorian turned to see what I called forth from the blood. “Good job. I’ve never
seen a newbie pull that many ghosts at once.”
“I’m not sure how I did it,” I said flabbergasted.
“I told you it’d get easier. Once you learn to associate the feeling of death on
someone, you won’t even have to think when you summon their victims.” The look of
pride was hard to ignore on Dorian’s face.
I thought about every time I read the memories of the dead and what that meant. When
Holly said I was more powerful than I realized, she wasn’t wrong.
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