Kris Starr used to be famous. Rock and roll. Sold-out shows. Literal magic. Empathic talents and screaming fans. But he has a problem or two. He's having a hard time writing new music. It’s Midwinter, which means he’s surrounded by depressing holiday cheer. And he's in love with Justin, his manager, who has a talent for rescuing almost- or once-famous bands ... and who’s hiding secrets of his own. Justin Moore, on the other hand, is very good at keeping those secrets -- he's had to be for years. One secret involves a demonic inheritance that would make him a target of suspicion. Another involves his past. And the third involves Justin’s feelings for Kris Starr, rock and roll icon and now his client ... and a powerful empath of his own.

A Demon for Midwinter

“I know,” Justin said, not looking up, face remaining hidden against his chest, words over collarboneand skin. “I mean—I don’t know. Not yet. I don’t even know if I’m feeling that right. What you want me to pick up. How much of that is me wanting to hear it. You—I said sometimes I think, around you, I think that you might want, and I would, it’d be like every dream I once had coming true—but I can also hear you trying not to want it. And I’m a fucking mess right now. I’m supposed to be your friend and your manager and instead I just want you to hold me. Can we just do that? For now? Please.”


“Of course.” Kris leaned back against the post, leaned his head atop that hood and escaping hair, rubbed Justin’s back through thin layers. The night wasn’t cold anymore. “Of course we can. Anythingyou need.”


Chapter 53