Ninety years ago, Gabriella di Luca promised to protect the family of her dying lover. She failed to keep that promise. She was too far away to stop the devil that murdered the eldest Van Helsing son. Years later, Gabby learns the devil has resurfaced. She arrives in Hampton, TX, determined to stop the devil before it can lay a bloody hand on the remaining three brothers.
However, madness is spreading through Hampton. She suspects the devil is using this madness to test a drug which has a side effect of demonic possession. Gabby rushes to end the source of the madness only to fall victim to it. For a woman cursed with eternal life, dying is no threat. However, Gabby must stop the devil’s plot or risk losing her most precious possession: her mind.
A Prescription of Delirium releases on 1st December,2012
Tres held open the door to the house as Marge limped inside with her arm flung over my shoulder. He stared down at her blood-soaked pants.
“Looks like I missed all the fun,” he said.
“We didn’t want to disturb your date.” Adrian shut the door.
“So, you’re just going to leave me out?”
“No, you do that all yourself.”
I set Marge on the couch, and dragged the foot rest over to prop her leg up. She glared at the brothers as they entered the room. They only had eyes for each other.
“You’re one to talk,” Tres snapped.
“How about helping now,” I said.
Tres stopped and blinked at Marge’s leg as if he’d just seen it for the first time. “Oh, let me get my first aid kit.”
I slid to the floor and leaned against the foot-rest. The bottom of Marge’s boot blurred and came into focus. The treads were lined with some sort of white material. It looked like bone, but what person would put bones in their boots?
“What’s in your boot?” I asked.
“The bones of a Saint,” she said.
I snorted and coughed. “That’s…”
“What’s more useful, idolizing the bones or using them to kill demons?”
“Where did you get them, and have you actually killed any demons with it?”
She leaned back in the chair with a smirk that defied the pain she must have felt. “I met a few people who deal in questionable artifacts. And yeah, they’ve worked out well for me.”
Most of me cheered her on. She proved a resourceful girl, but a small portion was horrified. To have such a revered person used in such a base purpose poked at part of me that believed in the sacred.
Tres came back with his kit, and I moved. I backed up to the doorway. He pulled out a roll of bandages, antibiotic spray, and scissors. “I’m going to have to cut the pants’ leg off.”
“Sure,” Marge said.
“Where’s Esais?” I asked.
“Asleep, I think,” Tres said.
“I’m going to wake him. We have a lot to discuss.”
I handed the prescription bottle back to Adrian and walked to Esais’s bedroom. He lay in the middle of his bed, with one arm flung to the side and another above his head. The blanket lay in a pile on the floor. A red leather book lay on the nightstand. His forehead creased, and his eyelids twitched while his hand jerked at his side. His skin had taken on a grayish tint, and sweat reflected from his forehead in the light of the lamp. I sat on the edge of the bed and shook his shoulder gently. He jumped, his eyes flying open.
“Sorry to wake you. We found something, though,” I said.
He groaned, rubbing his face with both hands. “It’s fine. I wasn’t sleeping well anyway.”
“Mmm, more like a pressure from all around. A sickness.”
I moved the collar of his T-shirt, sliding the cord around his neck until the piece of jet lay in my hand. Hairline cracks formed along the outer edges and strained to meet in the center. The structure of the gem remained whole, and the symbols were still intact. The necklace did a good job of protecting him. We just needed to finish this before it crumbled under the strain of too much power.
“Make sure you keep this on you,” I said.
He nodded. “What did you find?”
“The biker decided to break into the asylum. Get dressed.”
Tres’s yelling traveled down the hall to us. Marge leaned against the doorframe with her arms crossed and a smirk on her face. Not a mark remained on her leg. Adrian and Tres glared at each other from across the room. I glanced at Marge, and she just shrugged.
“What seems to be the problem?” Esais asked.
Tres stiffened and forced a smile on his face. “It’s nothing. So, I guess it’s time for the meeting.”
“It’s not nothing.” Adrian spun on Esais. “Were you aware our brother has the miraculous ability to heal wounds?”
Esais cleared his throat. “Yes.”
“How long has this been going on?”
“I’ve always had it. You were just too busy being brilliant to notice,” Tres said.
“He’s not the only one.” Esais took a deep breath. “I have power, too.”
His voice reverberated through my mind. Marge jumped and snapped her neck in his direction. The color drained from Adrian’s face and he stared hard at his brother. His lips pressed in a thin white line.
“Well,” Marge said. “I didn’t know freak shows came in Euro-trash.”
“I can’t believe both my brothers have been corrupted,” Adrian said.
“It’s not. They have been gifted by spirits. His,” I pointed to Esais, “is most likely an angel. I’m not sure about Tres.”
He glared at me. “Not more of this emissary nonsense.”
“You’re one to talk,” I said.
“Let’s just say you weren’t left out when the gifts were given to the Van Helsing family.”
“And you know this how?”
“I can see it.”
He smirked. “Of course, your special vision. Well, I guess you’re wrong because I don’t have any power.”
I rubbed my temples. I knew he wouldn’t believe me. He’d wrapped himself in his cocoon of being human so thoroughly that he probably locked his own abilities. He probably couldn’t even hear the woman whispering in his ears. The three of them needed to work this out among themselves. Anything I could add would just be fuel to Adrian’s engine.
“Fine, let’s just deal with what happened tonight. This won’t take long,” I said. “Then you can get back to your family issues.”
I described what happened at the asylum, with Marge dropping an occasional comment in. Tres ran his hands through his hair, tapped his foot, and sighed the entire time as if he didn’t find my story interesting. Esais, on the other hand, never took his eyes off me.
“So, what’s the connection to Ose?” he asked.
“I saw something, same as what I saw at the carnival. I think Ose has his fingers in that asylum.”
“The mental institution?”Tres asked.
“The only one we’ve been discussing for the past half hour,” Adrian said.
Tres shot him a dirty look before turning back to us. “Charlotte works there.”
“Great. Help from the girlfriend.” Adrian set the bag on the coffee table and walked to the door. “Have at it, then.”
Esais looked to me. “We can go to Charlotte’s tomorrow and talk to her.”
“I’m coming, too,” Tres said.
“We’re done, then?” Marge stood. “Then let me know how tea time goes.”
Ratings : 4.5/5 Stars
(This is the review of an ARC copy but this however does not affect my review in any way)
When I initially learned about the novel, I knew this is gonna be one kick-ass one ‘cause of all the months of
following stalking her on twitter I can tell she is like this storehouse of all things supernatural. And that this somewhat different from all the ones I read so far from the Paranormal/Supernatural/Occult genre. So when I received an ARC copy, I was really excited to read it!
This is the first in the series and vampires do not center around as expected when it comes to anything ‘Van Helsing’. Here you get to meet Gabriella di Luca, a kick-ass demon hunter who vowed to protect the family of her dying lover. Cursed with immortality, she would do anything to keep the Van Helsings safe. When the devil responsible for the death of the eldest Van Helsing son resurfaced, she teams up with the three Van Helsing boys,Esias, Adrian and Tres, to get rid of the devil for good. But it ain’t an easy task, some of the people of Hampton have fallen victim to the madness drug responsible for demonic possession. But the devil himself isn’t easy to trick, he himself being the biggest of tricksters with an exceptional tendency to play with your head and drive you mad. With the devil at large, there are some other creatures needed to be taken care of – demons and werewolves not to mention the kingdoms of the underworld.
I really enjoyed every bit of it and could not put it down. I loved Gabby, her strength, her dedication to the family she vowed to protect. She is one strong character, I loved how after all she had been through, she is still level-headed and not just on a murderous rampage full of hatred…thus keeping her humanity intact. I also loved the tension between the brothers in trusting one another….each holding their own secrets (I bet the excerpt above explains it as well). Whether it is the book-nerd Esias, the jolly Tres or the quiet with loads on his head Adrian. I guess the reason of Adrian’s quietness and the failure of getting along much with his brothers must be cuz of the guilt feeling for being absent in their lives. Each of the characters felt real,each being unique with different approaches to life . And then there is Margarete Devereux, a bad-ass chick with a sharp tongue, hell bent on getting her hands on any demons she comes through, she wants to put an end to the very demon she is bound to. She quickly became my favorite and I totally adored her. Together they make one great team of bad-ass hunters, and did I mention the tech-savvy Adrian who can create crazy weapons!
There are lots of action scenes and I thoroughly enjoyed each of them, the conversations between Marge and Gabby were my most favorite part of the books. They are like two sides of the same coin each representing what the other could have become. They could learn a lot from each other.
I also loved the different demons in the book, learning about these types of demons was something new for me…and anything supernatural has its natural pull on me. I would recommend this book to the adult audience with the taste of some kick-ass past faced action scenes and a love for the paranormal.
Overall, this was one fantastic book and is already on my list of favorites. Can I say am already thinking of book #2 !
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Noree Cosper loves writing about magic in the modern world. While growing up in Texas she constantly searched for mystical elements in the mundane. She buried her nose in both fiction and books about Wicca, Religion, and Mythology. Everyday became an adventure as she joined a group of role-players, acting out her fantasies of vampires, demons, and monsters living in the world.
She embraced her nerdom wholeheartedly.
Noree grew, but never left her love for fantasy and horror. Her dreams pushed her and her hand itched to write the visions she saw. So, with her fingers on the keys, she did what her heart had been telling her to do since childhood. She wrote.
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She also likes to ramble about things magical and supernatural on her blog Trip the Eclipse
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