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

My guts seethe with a fire nothing can quench. I’m ready to swear I’ve been betrayed to the clutches of the demon Azriel. The Order of the Divinic is full of tricky characters, none more so than Ceal DeLaurier.


Of course she’s the one who sent for me. And from Aisling’s reaction, it was an unauthorized invitation.


“Leander.” Aisling has shifted into a stance of regal, oily charm, snaking her hand through my elbow. “Walk with me.” Her tone hardens when she casts a look at Ceal. “Mrs. DeLaurier, you will walk with us. Thomas and Azriel, you bring Emily and follow after. We’ll convene in the great hall.”


Little as I relish the notion of a parley with Azriel and Thomas, Aisling is not to be refused. Besides, I’ve come all this way, so I intend to get to the bottom of whatever trickery is afoot.


Chapter 60: Shadows of the Past