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

The night drifted toward day, leisurely.


They woke entwined. They made love again, giddily, dreamily, exploring like wanderers unable to believe their good fortune. They mapped out hills and valleys in kisses, and the scar on Kris’s knee from tripping over a speaker while getting back on stage after a run through a crowd, and the nutmeg sprinkle of freckles across Justin’s hip. Kris kissed Justin’s shoulder-blade in a sunbeam, drenchedin light.


Chapter 91