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

I’m still fuming from the encounter in the foyer. Not just at Marek’s brazen decision to show up in our supposed safe haven, but at Emily’s equally rash move to come out and meet him. After all the care we’ve taken to defend her against the evils of the world, it’s galling to see how careless she can be.


Naturally, Leander is in the smoking room when I stalk in. Instead of sitting in a stupor, he’s standing at the fireplace lost in thought. From the ramrod line of his spine, I’d almost guess he’s sober.


“I hope you don’t mind,” I ask, tilting the scotch bottle to him before filling myself a glass.


“Be my guest.” His eyes don’t leave the fire. “There’s plenty where that came from.” If I didn’t know how thoroughly stocked this mansion was when we leased it, I’d swear Leander traveled with crates of his own.


Chapter 81: At Long Last pt. 1