All I wanted was to kill them. The people that murdered my sister.
Little did I know that the man I hired to do the job, Henry Blaire, was an incubus. A soul-sucking monster that can kill with one touch.
He’s dark, dangerous and addictive. Literally.
There is a word for people like me. People that drink daemon blood to become powerful, beautiful and strong.
They call us The Bleeders.
The asylum is gone and all that remains is ash. The Purebloods have come to claim what they believe is theirs, Sophia Taylor.
On the run, Fia learns more about the seedy demonic underbelly of London and The Human Herders, who cultivate ‘food’ for the Elite. It was all a game to them. Everything has been leading to this.
Sophia Taylor has sold her soul.
Damian has started a war with the London Coven and the Witchlings want daemon blood.
With her best friend Trix on one shoulder and the now Pureblooded Henry on the other, Sophia must navigate what it means to have one of the rulers of Hell inside of her body.
If Sophia loses control, the city will burn.