The Talented 2:
Past Lives Revealed
Genre: YA Romance Fantasy Fiction
Publisher: Floebe Publishing
Date of Publication: September 20, 2015
Number of pages: 223
Word Count: 55,377
Cover Artist: Rose Smith
Carmelâs time at the H.O.T hasnât been all that pleasant. Sheâs gotten drugged, captured, and had to endure her painful change. When Carmel finally starts to enjoy her life at the H.O.T with her friends and her boyfriend Devon; Queen Ice, her annoying past life, contacts her. Queen Ice not only tells her about the impending battle between the good angels and the evil angels, she also continues to pop up in Carmelâs mind, showing her images from her life in the past. Now, Carmel, her friends along with her boyfriend, race to find a sword that they believe will give them leverage in the battle to come.
Unfortunately it isnât as easy as it seems. There are others who are aware of the sword, and theyâll do anything to retrieve it before Carmel does. In addition, Carmel canât use her Water or Ice Talent to help in the battle and she doesnât know why! On top of that, thereâs one or more people in Carmel's group who arenât whom they say they are. Can Carmel find the sword? Will she be able to figure out why her Talents arenât working? Can she discover who in the group is lying to her and the others about who they really are?
Be sure to read the second series of The Talented by Author Desy Smith to see how the story unfolds!
Weâre a couple of streets down from the museum, waiting on Devon to issue instructions. Earlier, as we laid in bed, I brought up Ms. Platinum Blonde from the airport. Her name is Tray and as I thought, it wasnât anything serious. He did sleep with her before he met me and that was it. It was just about sex, and honestly, that didnât bother me. I knew Devon had a life before he met me. I would be dumb to think otherwise.
âOkay, so hereâs the plan, we go in teams of two.â Devon says inside the car outside the museum. I know I should have been overjoyed because this is my first mission with them. But Iâm not. My lower back was bothering me. But I endure the pain, because I knew if Devon found out, I would be left behind, again. âMel and Ricky are one team, and Flora.â He says her name with disgust. âAnd I are another team.â
âOh, no sir.â Flora says. âI would rather go by myself.â
âFlora, go with Devon. This will give you two time to bond with each other.â I add. I look at Ricky who is nodding his head in agreement.
âI donât want to bond with him!â Flora yells. Ricky gently grabs her and they both get out the car and start talking, well, arguing.
âI told you she wouldnât want to do it.â Devon says. I roll my eyes.
âYou werenât very nice about it.â
âReally? I thought I was.â Liar. Flora and Ricky open the car door.
âOkay, weâre ready, and Flora said she would be honored to be in your company.â Ricky says.
âYouâre pushing it.â Flora replies with her arms cross, glaring at Devon.
We make our way toward the back entrance of the museum, where two dead police officers are holding the door open.
âSomeoneâs already here.â Devon says and Flora gives him a âduhâ look. He and Ricky move them both inside the door and close it. I notice the alarm on the right side of the door, smoking.
âThe alarm system has been fried, which prevents the alarm from being triggered.â He tells us. âOkay, letâs go ahead and split up. Flora and I will take downstairs, Mel and Ricky will take the second floor and we will meet on the third floor, and divide that equally.â He turns his attention to Ricky. âIf anything happens to Carmel, do know I will take your life.â Ricky sighs while I roll my eyes. There he goes again, threatening to kill people.
The museum is really creepy at night without any lighting and people. I and Rickyâs first stop is the Egyptian room.
âDid the Egyptians exist when the angels were here?â I question. Even though my back is killing me, and I want to soak in a bathtub, eating eggs with syrup, I am joyous because I have alone time with Ricky, which means I can grill him.
âYes, remember the angels came down when Adam and Eve were placed on earth.â Oh yeah. I start to recall the story Flora told me.
âYour great times 10 grandfather knows a lot about the Angels.â I say as I pick up another vase and look inside before tossing it in the âdonât needâ pile. âI think itâs amazing how the stories of Queen Ice were passed down from child to child, but maybe theyâre a little less than factual.â
âI donât believe I understand what youâre implying.â I turn to look at him, and try to make out his facial expression but couldnât because of the moonlight being the only lighting in the museum.
âIâm just saying people tell stories to each other and sometimes they add a little extra in. Whoâs to say that didnât happen?â Iâm purposely trying to anger him, hoping his rage will make him spill his secret accidently.
âHow would you know? You werenât there?â I stand up. âOr were you?â
âYouâre acting like Devon now. Do you have something to say, or will you speak in riddles for the rest of the night?â Ricky states calmly, showing no signs of anger.
âWere you there, Ricky?â I ask, getting to the point, enough of the bull crap.
âThere, as in I was an Angel in the Angel era?â
âYes.â He laughs.
âThatâs unlikely, I would be very old and senile.â Anything is possible, I say to myself, repeating what Ice told me weeks ago.
âWell, I donât believe we age like humans. Actually, I think we can be centuryâs old and still look young.â Like Ricky, I thought. âTime doesnât matter to us.â Suddenly, a light bulb goes off in my mind. I make my way to the wall where a directory is hung. I notice a room on the third floor dedicated to artifacts with no accurate time. Otherwise known as the Timeless room. The vase has to be in there.
âI think I figured it out, Ricky.â
âWhat, how angels age?â I shake my head.
âNope, I think I know where the vase is at.â I run out the door, ignoring Ricky as he calls my name, and up the stairs. I walk down the hall until I come upon a cracked door with the words Timeless printed in white calligraphy on the door. I found it.
Iâm sitting on the floor, looking through another row of blue vases. I was starting to understand how Devon felt, this whole thing is repetitive and annoying. I want to find the vase and be done with this part of the mission. I keep asking Ice if she sees the vase, but of course, when I need her the most, she ignores me.
I get ready to give up, until a particular vase catches my attention in the moonlight, almost like God was putting a spotlight on it. The vase is round, and blue with snow white flames from the bottom to top. Itâs really beautiful. I go to grab it and turn it upside down. On the bottom there is an engraving.
âEngraved it shall say To Queen, From Flame.â Ice says. Look who finally decides to make an appearance. I look at the inscription and it says just that.
About the Author:
Desiree âDesyâ Smith was born and raised in Dallas, Texas. As an avid reader, Desy read several books until she ran out of things to read. Having nothing else to read, at the age of thirteen, she decided to write her own book. Her love for reading soon turned into a passion for writing. She self-published her first book, The Talented, under Floebe Publishing, which she started to give a voice to new and aspiring authors. Desy writes to inspire and to provide an escape for anyone who wants to live in a fantasy world without worrying about the challenges of everyday life. The Talented is part one of a five part series, with the second installment arriving finally here. Currently, Desy is hard at work on her third novel, Supernatural Resident Advisor with an expected release date of October 2015. Desyâs genre of choice is fantasy romance fiction. Aside from reading and writing Desy enjoys various types of food, especially dessert. When sheâs not reading she can probably be found eating a cupcake or two.