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

The stairs led directly into the lofted bedroom, a rich rug covering the hardwood. Shea’s king bed was against the back wall, unmade quilt rumpled, and a heavy, wool Indian blanket in sunset colors folded at the foot. The nightstand was lit by a reading lamp attached to the slat headboard, the surface of the stand covered in books. Two dressers rested against the short wall, tucked under the planes of the roof’s eves. It was comfortable, relaxed…entirely Shea. Lucian sighed in happiness, the bile of the night’s misfortunes settling and no longer choking him. This was real, this was something he could affect, and he kissed Shea soundly when he paused to look at Lucian with a blend of anxiety and caution.


“Undress me,” Lucian whispered. “And kiss and touch me anywhere you like except for my cock and balls.”


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