When I agreed to move to New Orleans, I thought of elegant plantations or colorful cottages in the French Quarter. I had not envisioned living in a carnivorous house in the swamp. I wasn't even sure how Baba Yaga had managed to get it here. But it was still better than staying in Milwaukee and having to face my cheating ex, Ash. Plus, since my Strigoi powers were beginning to manifest, I deemed it wise to be near someone who could train me to use them properly. The town itself is unlike anything I've ever encountered before. Parties that never end, ghosts around every corner, and food that threatens to increase my waistline. Add in long-lost family and new friends, and I'm having the time of my life-until I'm not. Join Tai, Nico, Xunie, and Magoo as they face gators, raptors, and the Big Easy. My head had barely hit my pillow when I found myself in the Yomi. Benjamin stood with his back to me. "Did you have any encounters on your way back from the bar?" he asked casually, turning to look at me. I could honestly say I didn't (Thank you, Frankie). But the shiver that ran up my back must have alerted him to the fact that I was skirting the truth. His keen eyes sharpened, "What about before?" I expelled the breath I had been holding. "Just some crazed skeleton ghost with the worst breath ever." "Did it scare you?" "Hell, yeah Of course it did. It snuck up behind me." "Like this?" He said, pointing behind me. I turned to find a ragged apparition right on my heels. I screamed, it screamed, and I nearly wet myself. Benjamin dropped his head into his hands with a heavy sigh. "You can go now, Donald."Readers Favorite 5-Star Review
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