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 clock on the mantle chimes, and I realize Annika and I have been together for over an hour, which is baffling to say the least. She’s barely stopped talking, but instead of things becoming clearer, it’s all just become more and more opaque.


“So,” I say, furrowing my brow. “It’s hypnosis?”


“Not exactly.” She’s smiling, but it doesn’t hide the fact that Annika’s looking at me like I’ve got five heads. I slump back in the richly upholstered chair and press my fingertips into my eyes. “Don’t get frustrated,” she says. “We’re making progress.”


All I’ve managed to glean so far is that I’ll be put into a deep sleep and guided on some kind of journey to unlock my powers. If that doesn’t sound like hypnosis, then I don’t know what does.


Annika’s hand lands on my knee, and I look through my fingers at her.


“I know it’s a lot to take in,” she says. “But it will get clearer.”


Chapter 43: Spells and Records