Something is stalking the streets of Chicago. Can Paddy and Zach’s budding romance survive what it might mean to them?
Patrick is sure that he’s finally put his past to bed. Zach loves him, his family is safe. It seems like the only way things can go is up. Until a famed Hunter with a bone to pick against his vampiric bloodline shows up in Chicago, and if the stories are true, her relentlessness is legend. Clearly there’s only one good option; get as far away as possible until she leaves town.
His dreams of lying naked on a beach with his new boyfriend are rudely interrupted when a strange woman shows up at Paddy’s bar, hinting that she might have knowledge of parts of his past he thought well dead and buried. If she is his Sire, could there be more to the story than what he remembers – being left to die in a gutter like so much trash? Are the answers to questions that have plagued him since his making worth the risk? Worth dying for?
When Patrick goes missing, Zach’s not sure if it’s the Hunter or Patrick’s mommy issues, but one thing’s for sure; Patrick would never stand him up. He finds himself working with unlikely allies in a race against time to bring his wayward vampire home… before madness claims him.
This MM, friends-to-lovers, paranormal romance is a high heat, rough around the edges romp through a supernatural Chicago underworld. You can expect snarky friends, fussy Frenchman, Faery Knights with fluffball kittens, why is Death so shy, I never trusted that bitch, this alley looks good, cuddle puddles, kinky, spicy love scenes, disaster gays, all of the hurt/comfort, and a happily-for-now.
