Lilian Quinn

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

My nose wakes up before the rest of me does.


My eyes open and sure as shit, there’s platters of food on a table by the window. Still steaming hot, filling the room with the glorious smell of breakfast. Sharp light filters in between the heavy drapes, slicing across the room in a blinding shard. Sitting up, I scan the room for whoever brought this food in.


I’m not a heavy sleeper, so it’s a miracle anybody could deliver this much without waking me. But I haven’t eaten since the Atlanta airport, so I’m not asking too many questions.


Throwing the covers aside, I approach the table stunned by the sheer abundance. Perfectly fried eggs, fresh fruit, toast, the works. And best of all, a pot of coffee—all for me.


Chapter 21: Morning Light