Two broken souls. One brutal war. No rules, no mercy.
Phoenix Some girls dream of white dresses and a fairy tale ending. I dream in blood and gasoline. I’m Scarlette “Phoenix” Kane. Enforcer for the Non Cras MC. We’re a nomadic sisterhood built on vengeance, survival, and raising hell where it needs raising. But New Orleans doesn’t play fair, especially not on Halloween. When a nightmare cult rises from the shadows, painting spirals in blood and calling me The Key, I know this isn’t just about me, it’s about what we left buried. Ghost is the one man who knows how...
Two broken souls. One brutal war. No rules, no mercy.
Phoenix Some girls dream of white dresses and a fairy tale ending. I dream in blood and gasoline. I’m Scarlette “Phoenix” Kane. Enforcer for the Non Cras MC. We’re a nomadic sisterhood built on vengeance, survival, and raising hell where it needs raising. But New Orleans doesn’t play fair, especially not on Halloween. When a nightmare cult rises from the shadows, painting spirals in blood and calling me The Key, I know this isn’t just about me, it’s about what we left buried. Ghost is the one man who knows how deep my scars run because he’s got his own. He’s not a saint. Not a savior. But when the war comes to our doorstep, he doesn’t run. He stands beside me. And if fate says we’re cursed? Then maybe it’s time fate bled, too.
Ghost I used to be a detective. The kind who believed in facts and justice. Then my partner betrayed me and left me for dead. The monsters chasing me now wear the same faces I used to trust. Phoenix Kane is fire in human form. She doesn’t trust easily. Doesn’t need saving. But somehow, we’re neck deep in a war we didn’t start. Where cults whisper our names, and the past bleeds into the streets of New Orleans. She calls me her Knightmare. The thing that keeps her grounded. But the truth is? She’s the only thing that keeps me human. We’re marked. Hunted. Bound by something darker than fate. And if the world wants to burn, We’ll light the first match.
