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

The suite is quiet when I wake in the morning. My bedding is rumpled, but Azriel is nowhere in sight. Strange as it is, I can feel in my gut that he’s gone. I know we discussed it last night, but I hadn’t expected to feel it so viscerally. It’s the first time we’ve really been apart since he bonded me, and I’m shocked at the deep, resonating ache I feel in his absence.


The only thing that comforts me is the thought of finding Thomas. Even if I feel things less strongly with him, he’s definitely an anchor for me. And right now that’s exactly what I need.


But his room is empty. I vaguely remember him saying something about meeting with one of the elders this morning, but to be honest, I was so sex drunk by the time I got under the covers, I can’t remember all that much. My body is still buzzing from the way those two wrung orgasms out of me.


Az sure knew how to make the most of his last evening with me for a few days.


Chapter 39: Two for Tea