A large hand pressed down on my shoulder, its warmth slicing through the ankle length jacket I had wrapped tightly around me. The sudden onslaught of sparks had me whirling around, only to freeze in place. Nox’s eyes were wide, glinting with a sort of desperation that made my mouth go dry. The flas

Lilac’s P.O.V. The security guard turned when the question spilled from my lips. “Who is he? Who are you taking us to see?” I wasn’t sure why I expected an answer. He didn’t pause, didn’t turn back to acknowledge us. We had no choice but to quickly follow him into the casino, through the crowds o

Lilac’s P.O.V. The voice was smooth yet raspy, an odd mixture of melted dark chocolate and gravel that somehow complimented one another. Each word was spoken as though it were a note in a song, in some ancient melody retold throughout the centuries. It reached out and touched my soul, stirring my

“The Eye of Horus.” Jada rasped. “Yes, the eye.” Those two words were spoken with such distaste that I knew something had happened to him, something that had to do with the Eye of Horus. “They have meddled with forces that should’ve been left untouched. Opened doors that were better left…closed. Al

He scowled and I tried not to think about how the Whisperer’s classical beauty was the exact opposite of Nox’s feral allure. “Valeria trusted his information enough to send us to him. She wouldn’t have even mentioned it if she didn’t think he’d have answers.” A laugh exploded from my chest, followe