Coveted_A Reverse Harem Urban Fantasy Romance by Grace White

Author:Grace White [White, Grace]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Delesty Books
Published: 2018-04-22T16:00:00+00:00

“Hey, what’s up?” Amalia looks up from her notebook.

“Can I come in?”

“Sure.” She packs away her work and sits on the middle of her bed crossed-legged. “Are you okay? I was worried about you.”

“That’s what I wanted to talk to you about.” I slip into her room and close the door behind me and pull out her desk chair. “You said you sensed me, my power, when you first met me. Can you sense other things?”

“Other things? Like other witches? Sometimes. Everyone gives off energy, Terra. Good, bad, indifferent. It’s just most people can’t sense that energy.”

“Can you sense bad energy?”

Her eyes narrow. “Did something happen, Terra? At the party?”

“I- I’m not sure. I felt something, and I’ve felt it before too. Lurking, brushing up against me.” Worry pinches her face, but I continue, “I was wondering, is there a spell for that?”

“A protection spell?”

“Or an unveiling spell or something? To help me find out where it’s coming from?”

“Terra, I’m not sure—”

“Please, Amalia. I know I sound like a crazy person, but I know what I saw. What I felt.”

She swings her legs over the edge of the bed and shuffles forward. “Tell me.”

“It reeked of evil. I don’t know how I know that, but I do. It made my stomach ache and my lungs burn.”

“And you felt it last night, at the party?”

I nod. “It was different then, though. One minute the party was raging on around us and the next minute…”

“Terra, what is it? You can tell me. I want to help.”

I shouldn’t be here. I shouldn’t be telling Amalia any of this, but I need to try to figure out what’s happening to me.

Inhaling a deep breath, I continue, “You disappeared, Amalia. You all did. Canfield-Fisher was empty.”

“But that’s…”

“Impossible.”

She offers me a sad smile but then a flicker of realization widens her eyes. “Wait a second.” Amalia leaps off the bed and goes over to her bookshelf, pulling out a thick leather-bound book. “I read something once…”

The book lands on her desk with a thud and she starts fingering the pages. “You’ve heard of a glamour, right?” She glances at me.

“What, like off The Craft?” I ask, and Amalia rolls her eyes. “Yeah, like The Craft. A glamour can alter a person or object’s appearance temporarily. It takes a lot of energy and concentration. The closest I’ve ever come is changing my eye color, but it gave me a nosebleed for hours. I read somewhere once that it’s possible to glamour someone’s perception.”

“Change what they see?”

“Exactly.”

“But I can’t even begin to imagine how powerful you’d have to be to do—” She jabs her finger at a passage in the book. “Here it is.”

I scan the text. Altered state of consciousness. Visual projection. Perception illusion. The words jump off the page at me as I try to make sense of what Amalia is suggesting.

“You think someone…” I gulp back the fear clawing up my throat. Because while it makes sense, while deep down part of me knew someone—or something—was to blame for last night, it makes everything all the more real.

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