A Voodoo's Harem

“I was a ghost in my own life, drifting through the French Quarter.”

Calliope starts out so lost in New Orleans. It feels like she is just a ghost in her own life until the guys find her.

“We don’t just want your body, Calliope. We want the magic in your soul.”

Seeing how the brothers treat her is wild. They don't just want her body. They want her soul protected.

The magic feels heavy and dark. It is not some fairy tale version of voodoo. It is gritty and dangerous.

“You are the center of my storm.”

Kaelen is so intense it hurts. He looks at her like she is the only thing that matters in a burning building.