The Collector: A Marigny St. Claude Novel

"Mari, I had a dream."

The statement made my blood run cold and I shuddered. The last of the bagel dropped to the tray on the table. I swallowed hard before replying.

"Of what, Cor?"

I could hear Coral breathing heavy on the line. "Blood. A rose. A darkness. You. And blood. So much blood." Her voice trailed off into a whimper.

Marigny St. Claude was named after the street and neighborhood in New Orleans where she was found as a baby. After running from an abusive ex in Colorado she returns home to the city of her mysterious birth. A powerful witch in her own right, she does her best to settle back into her old home and forget the nightmares of her past. When a mysterious magic rose appears in her living room the first night she is home, Mari is unwittingly pulled into a plot where members from each species of Other has gone missing. With unlikely allies at her side, and a host of pissed off Others looking for retribution, can Mari survive long enough to keep herself out of the hands of whoever is collecting the Others?