Lassiter volunteers to guard the key witness in a trial against a powerful drug lord. Will Shawn figure out what's gone wrong in time to save them both? A Halloween romance/horror story. Lassiter/OFC.

Too fast. This was all happening too fast. He was going to get burnt again.

He started to pull away; to get out of that bed and away from his treacherous thoughts.

"Carlton," Angeline murmured, her eyes tightly closed as her fingers dug into his chest, "Don't leave me," she whispered, sounding heartbroken and destitute.

He stopped, settling back against the pillows. Her grip relaxed as she snuggled into his side, apparently still asleep.

Carlton sighed deeply and resumed his steady stroking.

"I'm not going anywhere," he breathed, frowning deeply.

The trial is over. Two of the three men hunting Angeline are dead. Lassie has big plans for their future. Everything is perfect. But perfection never lasts. When Daemon returns, will Lassie, Shawn, Henry, and Angeline survive?

Sequel to Halloween Knights and Thanksgiving Daze.

“I killed him.”

I flinched, closing my eyes so I couldn’t see the smug look on his face. Carlton.

“I killed the kid and his old man, too,” Daemon added.

My eyes flew open.

“No,” I breathed, shaking my head. Not Shawn. Not Henry. No.