In the mist of Louisiana bayou and New Orleans, Tabhita "Tabby" Evergreen has grown into a witch of formidable power. Orphaned at twelve after vampires slaughtered her parents, Tabby was taken in by Madame Dubé, a voodoo priestess whose teachings of ancestral magic shaped her into the bayou's fierce protector. To Tabby, all vampires are monsters, and she has sworn never to forgive their kind. But her oath is tested when she encounters Lucien Moreau, a centuries-old vampire who doesn't strike but kneels, whispering a name Tabby doesn't recognize as her own: Charlotte. Lucien believes Tabby is the reincarnation of his mortal lover, a healer he lost centuries ago in a war between witches and vampires. To him, she is fate returned. To Tabby, he is the embodiment of everything she has vowed to destroy. As vampire clans circle the bayou, drawn by whispers of Tabby's growing power, she becomes both a target and a prize. Her hatred collides with a pull she cannot explain dreams that don't belong to her, emotions that stir like echoes of another life. Torn between the memory of a love she never lived and the vengeance that defines her, Tabby must choose: cling to her rage, or risk her heart on a man who may be bound to her by blood, fate, and a past she doesn't remember.

Twenty-five strangers wake up in a silent suburban city. No memories. No answers. Just empty houses, quiet streets and the dread of what waits for sundown. * * * * * * Ethan, along with twenty-four other adults, wakes up in a suburban city in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by a seemingly impenetrable dome. Not to mention the devilish creatures called "Ghorrs" that come out at night, killing them one by one. Alliances rise as well as factions, and everyone's doing what they can to survive. Riley is a survivor going insane, with the firm belief they are being experimented on. As she and Ethan try to find an explanation, they soon realise the truth might not set them free this time. Dax is a lone wolf. He trusts no one, especially Lira, who welcomes him into her group of "rebels." But Dax doesn't commit. He thinks they're a waste of space. Plagued by visions and deja vu that feels just too real, he's convinced of only one thing: they're in some kind of game. The cheat code? Kill or be killed. And he's determined to win. * * * * * * Excerpt: "Shit-shit, shit!" Dax hissed, forcing his legs to move faster, lungs burning like fire. A swipe came down. Agony lit up his back as claws raked across his shirt, shredding fabric and skin in the same breath. Hot blood ran down his spine. He nearly stumbled but kept running, teeth grit against the pain. The chorus of roars rose around him, drowning out his own heartbeat. They were everywhere now-above him, behind him, closing in like wolves circling prey. Dax staggered into an open street, his vision tunneling. No way out. And then- Cover made by @broodingloner