Power Up
Supernatural Prison Trilogy Book Two
Xander Aldrich’s life has been upended in ways he never could have imagined. Tossed in prison. Then thrown in another one. Falling for a girl he’s known his entire life.
Well, that’s not exactly new.
What is new is Lansing’s warden, along with the unquestionably barbaric game she’s playing. Xander has no idea what the objective is, but he has no intention of letting her win.
Though Xander still sees most of the friends he’s made behind bars, he often doesn’t see the one person he wants: Phoebe.
She’s made friends at the new prison, and one, in particular, gets under Xander’s skin. Whether it’s due to the guy’s close proximity to her, or their increasingly close relationship, Xander has yet another reason for them to escape captivity.
Good thing he’s always up for a challenge.
Phoebe Atkinson’s ability has made her a target since she first entered the supernatural prison system. Her arrival at Lansing ensures the target on her back is now bigger.
With new inmates to contend with and a complicated new warden, Phoebe tries to find her way without the help of many of her friends. One, in particular, she misses more than the others: Xander.
They may be trapped in the same building, but she’s never felt further apart. In a place where it’s often every man for himself, not having him near is even harder.
But there’s been a void in Phoebe’s life for the past year, and it has nothing to do with Xander.
That doesn’t mean he can’t help her try to fill it.
When I walked into the sparring room, I sighed heavily. I was in for a world of hurt.
I hadn’t had any interaction with them, but everyone knew about the twins. Titus, who was Cal’s cellmate, looked exactly like his twin brother, minus the colorful body ink. Fang had a snake tattoo winding up the length of his arm and actual fangs protruding from the sides of his mouth. Both were big and bulky and intimidating. And I wasn’t exactly small.
While the warden rattled off her usual nonsense, I tried to recall this twin’s superpower. Moments later, I found myself upside down and a few feet off the ground. I had my answer.
Telekinesis. Great.
As all the blood in my body rushed to my head, I tried being grateful that it wasn’t pouring out of my body instead. But I was completely helpless and exposed.
I closed my eyes and braced myself for whatever was coming next. When I didn’t feel a punch to the face or gut or anywhere else on my body, I opened my eyes.
Titus now sat cross-legged just a few feet in front of me, our eyes practically eye level. And he was smiling. “Just wave the white flag when you’re ready. I’ll drop you, and we’ll call it a day.”
I squinted at him. “You’re not going to fight?”
His expression turned serious. “I’m not fightin’ somebody who won’t fight back. They can monitor my powers all they want with you hanging like this. Nothing they can do.”
Obviously they hadn’t sicced Warrick on him yet.
“Uh, you wouldn’t happen to have any white flags on you?”
Titus grinned again. “Good point.” A pause. “I like you, Chief. You should play football with me and the boys at rec. You play?”
“A time or two,” I said with a small smirk.
“You played in high school, didn’t you?”
I couldn’t believe I was grinning during the middle of a match—while hanging upside down, no less—but here I was. Strange times.
The warden’s voice sounded over the speaker. “You may begin.”
Titus gestured to my floating form. “I’m working my magic here. Chief can’t get down, no matter how strong he is. Either call it, or we stay like this until you get bored looking at us.” He raised his brows at the mirror in a clear challenge.
This guy had guts. I liked him. Only I hoped they made a decision soon. I could feel the extra weight on my lungs, and it was getting harder to breathe.
The warden didn’t respond. Titus turned back to me. “So, football?”
I pulled in a breath. “Sure, sounds great.”
The intercom crackled. “That’s enough. Titus McDonnell, you have won this match. Thank you, and have a good day.”
Titus’s smile widened, but I frowned. It was too easy. No way were they going to let us get away with that.
Suddenly, I was flipped back around and dropped unceremoniously back on the floor. Dizzy, I stumbled and fell.
“Sorry, bro.” Titus extended a hand, and I took it.
“Thanks,” I said as he helped me back up. “For everything.”
“Don’t mention it.”
“Yikes! Here I thought book 1 was brutal. The revelations in this second book had me at the edge of my seat from start to finish. I dare say this book was even better than the first and I thought the first one was awesome. I can’t wait to read book 3!!!”
– Gilda (Amazon reviewer)
“We pick up from where we left off in book 1, and I am thrilled with how this story turned out!
The gang is back together but not in the same sense. It’s an anxiety riddled rollercoaster of emotions and events that keeps you reading straight through the night! Action, magic, a dash of romance and a whole bunch of kickass….it’s a must read!”
– Jennifer (Goodreads reviewer)