The Twisted Carnival, a sanctuary for the strange, the wicked, and the damned. A world where darkness isn’t just part of the show — it’s survival.

For me and my brother Aidan, it’s the only home we’ve ever known. The only place he’s safe from humans who would tear him apart if they knew that when night falls, the demon inside Aiden steps into his skin. That he's possessed by a creature of sin and shadow, an incubus driven by hunger.

Every night, he corners me with that wicked smile and those burning eyes and reminds me that I’m his. His to touch, his to ruin, his to protect. He threatens to hurt Aidan if I refuse to submit. I should hate him, fight him, run. But I can’t. Because when he’s near me, he's all I crave. His touch ignites something primal and desperate, something I’ve buried for so long.

But Warrick’s obsession is more than mere desire. He tells me I’m his mate. The one thing tying him to this world. The reason he exists at all. I don’t want to believe him, but the way he watches me, the way he burns for me, terrifies and thrills me all at once.

When Aidan and I uncover the truth about the carnival, about Warrick, and about Mama’s twisted betrayal, the fragile world we’ve clung to collapses. Everything we’ve ever known is a lie. And the truth? It just might tear us apart.