As the son of the infamous New Amsterdam city mayor, Lucian learned at an early age that power is king, love is for the weak, and a real man has no use for tears or mercy. The only light in Lucian's formative years was Shea who gave Lucian the impetus to break free of his father and leave the city. Shea is never far from Lucian's side, a friend and companion.<br><br>But after a lover dies despite Lucian's best efforts, Lucian returns home with new purpose: build an empire to destroy the darkness that steal lives and souls. Shea's back in the city, too, and when three long years pass without contact, Lucian realizes he can't live without confessing that Shea is his only solace and reason for living.<br><br>When reuniting with Shea leads to a horrifying discovery at the hands of the very evil Lucian wishes to eradicate, Lucian vows a path of bloody vengeance to save Shea from certain destruction.

Winter's Knight

“What the hell is that?” Shea asked, poking the box with one finger.


“A flesh-eating zombie virus tied with a bow,” Lucian said with a straight face. Clark would have been proud.


Shea’s single laugh was loud. “Then you open it.” He grinned, lopsided and entirely disarming.


Lucian nearly melted in his seat, and didn’t trust his voice. He nudged the box closer to Shea.


“Well, if I start eatin’ brains, you’re first.” Shea pulled the present to him before stripping off the ribbon and ripping open the paper. He frowned at the leather box inside, tipping open the heavy, hinged lid. Shea stared at Cartier’s answer to the current wide-banded men’s accessory craze like he wished it really wasa vial of zombie virus. “It’s a watch.” Shea’s gaze flicked to Lucian’s. “Why?”


Lucian petted the tablecloth. “Do you remember the Raquelle Christmas?”


“Of course.” Shea’s usually rough tones turned soft, and he looked away from Lucian, down at the watch.


Chapter 5