The Killer’s Kiss

She has survived four centuries by one rule: never let them see you hungry.

Seraphina is a Siren in a city built over a wound in the world — and she has spent four hundred years perfecting the art of restraint. She feeds, she walks away, and she does not let herself be known. It’s kept her alive. It’s kept her sane. It’s kept everyone around her safe from what she actually is.

Then an artist moves into the Veil Quarter and starts painting her before they’ve ever spoken.

Ethan Voss has the Sight — the ability to see through glamour, through shadow, through every carefully constructed surface — and his paintings don’t lie. He has documented Seraphina’s true form across twelve canvases. He has seen her hunger. He has seen her restraint. And when she finally steps under his awning in the bleeding rain of Noctara, he looks at her like she is something worth understanding rather than something worth surviving.

It’s the most dangerous thing anyone has ever done to her.

The Killer’s Kiss is a gothic noir romantasy set in Noctara — a city where the rain bleeds amber every night, mirrors show your Umbral self after midnight, and desire is the most weaponizable thing in the world. It’s a story about an immortal who chose restraint over hunger for four centuries and the mortal whose only weapon is the inability to look away.

The monster can be fully seen.

The question is whether she can survive being chosen.

Perfect for readers of A Court of Thorns and Roses, Haunting Adeline, and The Bridge Kingdom — dark, slow-burn romantasy with real stakes, morally complex immortals, and heat that earns every page.