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

Sweeping into the room, Lucian knocked one gloved hand on the door and glanced around as conversation completely died. Two men with black hair and red-brown complexions sat at a low table, food spread out before them. An impossibly skinny man perched on a heater near the windows, half a sandwich stuffed in an open mouth. Another man, this one nondescript with brown hair and a small paunch, stood next to the skinny guy, eating from a bag of chips. A massive human being with glasses and a kind expression sat on the floor, back against a row of lockers. Next to the giant sat Shea in jeans, flannel, and work boots, spoon frozen in midair and eyes flashing toward the windows like he might make a run for it. Hardhats lay scattered about with a collection of tool belts, and Lucian smiled benignly as his Gucci boots squeaked on the laminate.


“Hey! Boss! Fancy man here ta see ya!” shouted one of the men at the table.


Chapter 22