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

I’ve been kicking around this place like a fucking chump for the better part of twenty-four hours, and Thomas still hasn’t come back. Much as he likes to think he can take care of things on his own, he’s probably gone and gotten himself in some deep shit.


Which is why he should have taken me with him instead of leaving me here to sit on my ass. Part of me wants to go out looking for him, but the other part wants to leave him to it. If he’s in a jam, let him figure his own way out of it. Maybe it’ll teach him a lesson and he’ll bring me along next time.


Besides, keeping an eye on the girl isn’t such a bad gig. Because Emily is an eyeful.


Seeing her crawling all over Thomas’ lap like a cat in heat? My dick has been hard ever since. Every time I get within ten feet of her, it throbs like crazy. I knew she was a pistol the first time I laid eyes on her, but nothing could have prepared me for the sex fiend hiding under her bookish demeanor.


Chapter 23: Tea Time