Diona Briar is drawn into the rituals of the Veilward cult, and loses more than her name.
Brett cannot tell her nightmares from her waking hours, and something is always watching.
The water tests my resolve, as it does every night when I turn away from the flagrant parties, gambling, and prying eyes in the casino. The water calls to me, promises me eternal life as a siren. Rather than the kind of woman that’s leered at and called a ‘discount...