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

It’s like I’m not even looking at my sister. She’s bone pale and impossibly thin. Her sweeping chestnut curls are slack and dirty, hanging lifelessly past her shoulders.


Folded in on herself on the damp stone floor, Raya hugs her knees and stares blindly with sunken, frightened eyes. Elated as I should be to see her, all I can muster up is a vague misery that she’s come to this.


That alone sparks a glimmer of relief in my heart. So many times I’ve doubted whether I could actually see my sister again, and now that she’s in front of me, ragged as she is, it’s like a sunrise in my chest. 


“Raya,” I say, tears of sorrow and relief strangling her name in my throat. Rushing to her side, she shrinks away from my touch. Her terror shatters my heart. All I want is to wrap my arms around her and let her know everything will be alright. But she’s like a stranger. So completely broken she can’t even look me in the face.


Chapter 91: Raya