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.
Praise for The Bleeders:
“This is one of the best books I have read in a LONG time” – Casey Ann Books, Goodreads
“Wow this is one of the darkest, sexiest, romantic novels ever” – Cassandra, Reviewer, Goodreads