Claimed at Midnight Chapter 1 : Welcome to Nine Lives

Nine Lives was a strip club on the edge of 107th and hell, and that was me being generous about the location. It was also the place I’d been calling my second home for the past three years.

“This bitch must think I’m all kinds of stupid!”

Bianca Quinn—self-proclaimed queen of Nine Lives—tossed her faux diamond earrings onto her vanity with a toss of her manicured hand, the lights flickering in the wake of her anger. Sirens had a hard time keeping their electromagnetic fields in check during times of high stress, and Bianca wasn’t an exception just because she was half. She flipped her head back, locks shifting from blood-red ringlets to her more natural blue-black straightness.