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 days have passed in a blur of trances and preparations. I’ve got more tea in my belly than blood in my veins. Draining as the whole thing has been, I have to admit I feel stronger than I did on my first little vacation into the underworld.


The buzzing feeling I got on my skin when I saw that shadowy woman on my first projection has become an almost constant thing. Maybe it’s because of the magic training, or maybe it’s a residual from the almost constant sex Thomas and I have been having.


Now that he finally popped the cork, we’re drinking the bottle dry.


What we share is so different from what Azriel and I have. No less explosive, but there’s a subtler edge to things. Thomas and I may not be bonded in the true sense, but already the threads between us are impossible to break. He’s essential. Just like Azriel, but to completely separate parts of me.


Chapter 48: The Day of the Show