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

Staring at the ceiling as the hours slip past, I can only think one thing. 


Of course the Basilica was a trap all along. True, we need to find a way to protect The Obsidian Seal, but everything else was colossally naive on our parts. I mean, Naida St. John? The way she so calmly talked us through what we needed to do, even going so far as to offer herself as the blood anchor?


It’s a marvel none of us saw through her.


Well, except for Azriel. Which only makes me feel even more like a fool. Turns out his paranoia was justified all the way to his bones. 


It kills me that I let my prejudices against him blind me to just how right he was. His hotheaded stomping around has worn my nerves right down to the ground, but it doesn’t change the fact that he was right. Maybe about all of it.


Chapter 123: The Final Bond