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 don’t know what it is we’re supposed to be waiting for, but everybody’s tempers are set to ten. Leander drinks all day, which is probably the only thing keeping him from trying to murder Azriel. As if Azriel didn’t hate being among witches already, having a liquored up Leander hanging around has him ready to peel the paint off the walls.


And Thomas is caught in the middle. His even temperament serves him well as a peacemaker, but those two aren’t making it easy.


To make matters worse, members of the coven peer around every corner, watching me like I’m supposed to do backflips or something.


Leander is the same way. Sometimes it’s like he’s avoiding me, but at the same time, he’s almost everywhere I go. Watching me with those damaged, soulful eyes. Imploring me to be someone I’m not or to do something beyond my powers. I could almost swear I’m turning into a ghost before my own eyes.


So it’s nightmares when I’m asleep, and nightmares when I’m awake.


Chapter 66: Little Escape