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 don’t like this one fucking bit,” I say as Naida throws her head back and laughs for the fiftieth goddamn time. “Everything about that woman is fake as silicone tits.”


“She said she was taking Emily for a drink.” Thomas watches them, eyes narrowed behind his falcon mask. “It’s not like I really have a choice if I want to keep a low profile.”


“Do they look like they’re anywhere near a bar?”


Look, I get it that vampires tend to look after their own, but I wouldn’t trust Naida from here to the door. And Thomas just lets her pluck Emily out of our hands and sashay off? Lamb to the fucking slaughter. And Thomas just stands there with his dick in his hand and watches.


“Look, man,” I growl under my breath. “Either you’re going over there to get her, or I am. Trust me, if I do, there’s gonna be a scene.”


“No,” Thomas replies immediately. “We can’t have that.”


Chapter 28: Fancy Footwork