In the flesh, love.
Ah, well. There's dead and then there's dead-dead.
Lane Alden stared at the man she once loved. The same man she mourned and never really got over. Yet here he stood, outside the infamous backrooms of the Red Veil, the underground vampire club where blood and sex rule, and anything goes.
But anything goes was a distraction she didn't need. Especially not one that made her mouth water and her nether bits throb. She had a witch to find. A sister witch who went missing after taking a walk on the wild side. Finding a Dark Fae may have played a role in her friend's disappearance, she can only wonder if the man she loved and lost was back in her life for the same reason. Coincidence? Not a chance.