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

“Enough,” Marek roars. “Let him go!” Storming away from me, the sudden absence of his boot on my body makes room for a whole new tangle of sensations.


Punching Raya square in the face, he disengages her from his beta. Strato crumbles to the flagstones, and Marek sets about brutalizing my sister.


“Stop,” I grumble, a liquid fire pooling in the bottom of my stomach. “Don’t touch her.”


“Fucking bitch!” Heedless of my protestations, he batters her with his fists until she’s curled up on the ground.


“I said stop.” Seeing him pummel her sets off a billion explosions under my skin. Blinding light scorches through my veins. All the pent up energy I’ve been desperate to find surges into my nervous system with blistering intensity. “Get your fucking hands off her!” My voice splits into multitudes, ringing so loud the greenhouse starts to shatter.


Chapter 93: The Darkest Hour Part 2