I never wanted to go to Mardi Gras. The wild parties, the chaos—none of it was for me. But my sister Raya lives for it, and spending time with her means everything. So, I went, determined to survive the madness for her sake.
Then I met him. A man so captivating it was impossible to look away. There was something dangerous about him, something eerily familiar, but I couldn’t place it. Not until the night that changed everything.
What started as a night of fun and celebration turned into a nightmare. Creatures that shouldn’t exist attacked us. The supernatural world isn’t real… at least, I thought it wasn’t. But now Raya is missing, and no one will believe me.
I know what I saw. I know she’s out there somewhere. But can I find her before it’s too late? And more terrifyingly—am I next?


Bloodborne Secrets

The door to my office hasn’t even closed behind us when Azriel starts snickering.


“You realize how hot all that was, right?”


“Azriel,” I warn him, putting up a hand. “I’m in no fucking mood.”


“Really? Because from what I saw, you were definitely in the mood. And I’m pretty sure she was, too.” He gyrates his hips and bites his lip. The guy has a gift for vulgarity that’s singular even for a demon. I chuckle to get him to stop more than anything else.


Azriel is right about one thing—there’s an indefinable something about Emily I just can’t shake. The more defiant she was, the more I wanted to take her.


“I don’t know what it is, but there’s a quality about that girl that’s more than human. Magical, almost.”


“You don’t say?” He keeps rolling his hips, and I punch him in the shoulder.


“Cut that shit out. I’m being serious. It’s faint, but it’s there. And if she’s got it, maybe her sister does as well. You heard what she said about knowing her sister is still alive?”


Chapter 15: Pulling Threads