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 already had my reservations about this whole scheme, but are you fucking kidding me?


Emily cowers behind me while Halfias cranes his neck to leer at her over my shoulder. If I was sticking to the cover story that she’s just my slave, I wouldn’t give a damn. But now that Emily and I are bonded, everything is different.


“It’s nice to see you, Azriel. And even nicer to see your companion this evening.” His eyes roam over her skin and he licks his chops. I’m the living definition of not in the fucking mood.


“Mind your business, Halfias. We’re here to relax.”


“Don’t be like that, Az.” The demon draws back from me, then leans in so close I can smell the brimstone on his breath. “Besides, you should remember, this little treat very nearly was my business. Speaking of which…” Those beady yellow eyes dart around the room. “Where’s that sneaky prick who bought her?”


Chapter 33: Diversion