Bartered Soul on Bourbon Street

“I found you.” Kane murmured, his voice off-setting the quiet stillness from before.

Gaspar remained silent and unmoving. However, both corners of his lips pulled farther up simultaneously, as if two invisible hands dragged each end.

Slowly . . . gradually . . . his head dipped. With his chin angled near his right shoulder, Kane was awarded with the sight of his studded lobe, as well as the foreign text embedded behind the wing of his ear. He appeared to be listening. But to what, Kane had no clue.

Gaspar suddenly stepped forward, crazed eyes snapping to meet Kane’s startled ones. If possible, his lips extended even further. His shoulders rose in a manner that Kane could only describe as fiendish.

But in a flash, he was a step back, his fingers slipping into his pockets while his thumbs hooked over the belt loops. His stance became relaxed, his devilish grin dropping to a morbid, half-smirk. It was as if his previous actions had never happened.

“Au contraire, Monsieur Devereux,” his voice was low and enticing. A biting contrast against his ghoulish features, “I have found you.”

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Dealing with the untimely death of his twin brother, Mikah, Naveen “Kane” Devereux sets out to fulfill a promise he made to his brother on his death bed.

“After I’m gone, promise me you’ll make it big.”

Only when secrets start unraveling at Mikah’s funeral, does Kane take his brother’s promise to heart. With his mind wrapped around the beautiful blonde girl with the bright green eyes he’d met on the night of the funeral, Kane decides to “make it big.” And what better place to start than New Orleans? The city that had taught him everything?

Only, he didn’t expect to find himself broke and at the mercy of Gaspar—voodoo magician extraordinaire. He didn’t expect to barter his soul if he fell in love. He didn’t expect to become rich and famous. Most importantly: he didn’t expect to find the beautiful blonde-haired, green-eyed girl again.