Lost Souls
Author: Poppy Z. Brite
In the French quarter of the New Orleans the Mardi Gras revellers concealed a group of pleasure seekers who preferred to wear black. For Zillah, Molochai and Twig the party had been going on for centuries, fuelled by sexual frenzy, green Chartreuse and a cocktail of vodka and innocent blood. Nothing was born in horror and brought up in suburban Maryland. Even before he ran….Read More
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