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

He and Justin would have time. He knew they would. The knowledge spread like sunlit honey under his skin.


“Dad,” Justin said, “I’m fine, I’m safe, I’m—” and gave up and hugged back, and after a minute patted his father’s shoulder in reassurance. “I know. I know, I’m sorry, I know. But I’m going to befine. Was that okay, though? As far as not saying too much, or what you’d want or not want. I tried not to bring you guys into it.”


“It was great,” Kelly said fiercely, and got up to hug him too, and so did the twins and James and evenBelle, a collision of family limbs and cuddles and clinging right there in the kitchen entrance.


Justin, through this pile of affirmation, caught Kris’s eye. Mouthed, thank you.


Kris held his gaze across all the hugging. Let every drop of emotion he was feeling tumble outward: streamers of awe and love.


Chapter 81