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 streets are so narrow I can’t breathe. The cobbles beneath my feet pulse with malevolent fire so strong, it sears the bottom of my feet. I’m running, almost to keep my soles from charring from standing still.


Everything is abandoned, but I feel eyes everywhere. From the shutters hanging open around black windows. From the cracks in the marble. From the dark water churning in the canals. 


I know I’m dreaming, but I can’t drag myself back to the waking world. So, I flee from street to street as if I’m going to find the door that opens on me tangled in sweat-soaked bedding. Anything to save me from the pervasive evil stifling the air.


Hiram is behind me. I can’t see him, but he’s there. Stealing through the alleyways he knows better than I could ever hope to. Herding me into his trap.


Chapter 116: Heat of the Night