London is a Christmas city. Paris is a Valentine’s Day city. And no place in the world is a Halloween city more than New Orleans. Maybe I feel that way because my first introduction to the Big Easy happened over Halloween a few years ago. Back then I’d headed there to find...
For once, I was relieved Adam had already risen. After I’d fallen back to sleep following Asclepius’s ultimatum, my subconscious had become a nightmare realm. The fright fest had featured all the greatest hits: Maisie calling me a murderer, Cain taunting me with promises of pain, and Tristan tell...