About This Book
She walked into his bar to dance. She got herself an incubus instead.
Zari Duplessis gave nine years to the military, and they discharged her over bloodwork they wouldn't explain. Now she's home in New Orleans, running on fumes and bad nights — until one dance with the impossibly smooth owner of a Frenchmen Street lounge lights up something in her she can't name, and a government she's never heard of grabs her off the street for it.
Caldwell Auber is an incubus. His kind don't bond, don't keep, don't fall. He's spent two centuries certain of it. Then a woman tells him to water his plants and vanishes into a van, and he tears the Gulf Coast apart to find her.
But Zari doesn't wait to be rescued. And the thing that broke her body open might be the most dangerous thing she's ever learned to use.