Blood Money

Eden's broke. Her rent's late, her car sounds like it's choking, and her dreams of making it as a singer in New Orleans are getting harder to hold onto. So when she sees a sketchy little ad offering big cash to be a "discreet donor," she answers it. She tells herself it's just money. Just blood. Just once. But the contract's signed, the room is breathing, and Eden? She might've just stepped into something deeper than debt.