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

Fuck, I hate this city. No wonder the Valen clan chose it as their headquarters for their nefarious bullshit. It’s goddamn impossible to navigate. 


Especially with a head full of steam like the one I’ve got right now. 


“Leander,” I snort, pacing like a maniac around the death-reeking vault. “Talk to me. You’ve got buddies who navigate the mines. Any chance there’s an entrance close by?” Poor fucker is at a complete loss. I’d feel bad for him if the need to get moving wasn’t so immediate. “You know what? Fuck it.”


I’m up the stairs in a flash, leaving the two of them to try and keep up. Tunnels or no tunnels, there’s this throbbing ache like a grappling hook stuck in my ribs. The thing yanks like a fucker, and there’s no question who’s at the other end of the line.


Emily lives in my body so fully, it almost brings me to my knees.


Chapter 127: Last Stand