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

“Oh.” Shea’s head bowed. “Put it that way…” He levered away from the wall and stood on his own feet again. “I’ll be there. Send me when and where, and I’ll be there.”


“Thank you,” Lucian said, retrieving his gloves and sliding his hands into them. He noted the way Shea followed the movement, saw the flicker over the snug sweater and tighter pants, and rejoiced in his choice of wardrobe when Shea’s jaw muscles flexed. “A simple party will be made quite the memorable night with your attendance, Mr. Ollivander.” Lucian threw an arch glance at the construction crew crowd.


“Watch your sweet ass if he gets too drunk, man!” Cheetah’s white teeth flashed again, and Lucian hoped he didn’t imagine the threads of possession in Shea’s answering snarl.


“Oh, I’m quite content to let him do the watching for me in most circumstances, gentlemen,” Lucian rejoined.


Shea’s palm met his forehead in a loud smack that sent Cheetah howling. “God, Lucian. I’ll keep that in mind. Damn it.”


Chapter 23