A brutal erotic horror novella that dives darker and deeper than anything you've read. In a Chicago funeral home's cold basement, mortician Declan Crowe violates the young dead—piercing, lacing, and claiming them in silence. When a vampire awakens in one of his bodies, the rules shatter. Elara demands fresh teenage prey for her thirst, and Declan must serve her utterly—cleaning her bloodied body, delivering victims, carrying her taste forever in his mouth. His mother Siobhan watches, then joins, turning their incestuous sin into a twisted trinity of blood, lust, and eternal preservation. Inspired by one chilling line from Herodotus about embalmers and the dead, this is unflinching, sensory-drenched, taboo-shattering erotic horror. Necrophilic rituals, vampiric feeding, forbidden family bonds, and a final ascension that binds them forever. If you want the forbidden, the macabre, and unrelenting intensity, this is your descent. Reader discretion strongly advised. Darker than 50 Shades. More visceral than most horror. Perfect for fans of extreme dark erotica and Clive Barker. Available now.