Katja didn't come to New Orleans for ghost tours or jazz parades-she came chasing something deeper. Something real. Drawn to the mysteries of true Voodoo-not the souvenir-shop kind-she wanders the edges of the French Quarter until she finds him.

A man painted in bone-white skull makeup, draped in beads and secrets. He should have terrified her. Instead, he captivates her.

As quickly as she falls for him, a curse coils around her fate-threatening everything she's just begun to dream of. In a city where spirits linger in doorways and no meeting is ever by chance, Katja must decide whether to run from the dark... or step fully into it.

Because some loves are written in candlewax and blood. And some awaken forces that never truly sleep.