Bienvenue à la maison The song beckons me. Haunting, tragic and utterly lovely. It calls me to a place deep in the Louisiana Bayou, where impossible things creep in the shadows. Following the voice on the wind, I scratch at the blood coating my skin and dance along the swamps with the crickets. Hands caress my arms and lips coax at mine, begging for me to let them inside. Begging me to surrender. Two men...if you can call them men, tell me I'll never leave this place. These lights, this music, this nightmare... It scares me but it thrills me. Enough that I can almost forget about the blood on my skin. My name is Moria Laveau, and I think I've done something very, very wrong. This is a standalone dark ménage romance. This is a why choose book, in which the MC does not have to choose between two love interests. Not suitable for anyone under the age of 18 due to extreme violence, depictions of death, graphic sex and references to triggering subjects.

He tried to kill me. Like a coward. Like a snake. He thought he would get away with it. He thought I was gone for good. But I'm back and deader than ever. I have a choice to make. Stay dead and become a part of the Carnival of Bones, haunting the swamps of the Bayou for an eternity...or choose life and return to the man I thought loved me. I almost wanted to choose life if only to see the look on Austin's face. It would be an easy choice if it wasn't for the two entities that ruled this place...this limbo. Two men with a darkness inside of them that calls to me. One, a dark god, and the other, a suave trickster.