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

“I keep tabs on your credit card statements,” Clark said, as though it should be obvious to anyone with an eighteenth of a brain. “Which reminds me, any luck finding an accountant to replace the last one you fired?”


“Not yet,” Lucian growled. “And I pay you to watch other people, not me, Maxwell.”


“I like to think I can save you from yourself,” Clark said, gentle and infuriating. “Did you see him?”


Lucian flinched at the name. Usually Clark didn’t have the audacity to call Lucian’s hand. “Why should I bother answering when I’m sure you’re about to tell me whether I did or didn’t?”


“Holy shit.” Clark sounded awed. “You finally did it.”


“As fascinating as this is, I’m going to have to get on with my day.”


“Jesus, no wonder you sound like hell.”


Chapter 9