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

The very idea whips like a live wire in my brain, obliterating all distractions. And, brother, have I been distracted.


When I first got eyes on Emily, I kept catching glimpses of my late wife in her, but with Raya, that’s multiplied by a thousand. Tatiana lives in every facet of this girl. From certain angles, even her face is the same. Those high cheekbones, the prominent jaw, the arc of her hairline. 


Emily keeps catching me staring, and I’m a little baffled she hasn’t noticed it herself. She knew my wife—after a fashion. Surely she could see Raya painted all over her. 


But maybe not. Maybe it’s just a husband’s love that does it. And his grief.


And now, those familiar lips drop a literal bombshell square in the middle of the breakfast table, obliterating any chances of a rational morning.


Chapter 102: The Truth Will Out