Amanda Foody

Sin.
Sometimes Lola felt she was the only one who did.
The Street of the Holy Tombs was the unsettling heart of Olde Town, a historic North Side neighborhood of spindly streets and church towers casting it in perpetual skin-creeping shadow. The superstitions of New Reynes thrived here: the haunted tinkling of Faith bells, the wrought iron gates and

He groaned and threw it across the room. It clunked against the damp stone walls of the Cave.