Witch’s corpse. Witch’s ticket. Witch’s party. As a counter-boy at a high-end men’s boutique, Charlie Jessup’s life consists of little more than work and sleep. That, and enough flirting to help guarantee his commission on sales will pay his rent. So when a twist of fate, and some behavior unbecoming that of a Ganymede employee, leaves him in possession of a dead man’s pass to a mysterious Club 669, Charlie has no desire to waste it. Every seventeen years, the House of Witches throws a party like no other. It’s invitation-only, and for centuries it has helped ensure peace between the covens. It’s the last place Caspian wants to be, but with the death of Queen Avel, and his own imminent rise to the throne, it’s more important than ever that he attends. The stability of the House depends on it. In four days a new king will be crowned, but when Charlie unintentionally crashes a gathering of the most secretive of all the Great Houses, he sets in motion a series of events that could disrupt the transition of power, and threaten the future of the House of Witches forever.

Club 669

“What’s this Sebastian guy look like?” Adam reached into his pocket and started to pull out a cigarette, before catching himself and dropping it back inside. “Anything I need to know?”


“Tall. Blond. Piercings.” I indicated both eyebrows and the bridge of my nose. “Good-looking.” I tried to think. “And whatever you do, drink nothing he offers you.”


“Okay.” He drew out the word but asked no questions, instead scanning the crowd. “There?”


I followed his gaze and found Sebastian. He stood, his back against the bar, a lean so casually sexy I was positive he had to have practiced it in the mirror.


In the crowd, he didn’t seem to notice us, instead intently watching two men who grinded against one another on the dance floor.


“That’s him.” Asshole. But an asshole I needed.


“Damn.” Adam shot me a look. “I don’t suppose you need me to seduce him?”


Chapter 24