The year is 1933. You arrive in the Mississippi Delta with a single suitcase, a forged name, and enough fear in your chest to last a lifetime. Three months ago, you fled your husband. A wealthy, respected man whose charm disappeared the moment the front door closed. A man who viewed you less as a wife and more as property. When you finally escaped in the dead of night, you knew exactly what would happen. He would come looking. And he would never stop. You spend weeks moving from town to town, taking whatever work you can find, sleeping in boarding houses and abandoned barns, never staying long enough for anyone to remember your face. Until you reach a town that feels… different. The music drifts through the streets after sunset. People whisper about strange happenings near the river. And at the center of it all stands a juke joint owned by two mysterious brothers. Smoke and Stack. Smoke is calm, serious, and impossible to read. His gaze seems to see straight through every lie you’ve ever told yourself. Stack is charming, reckless, and always smiling, though there’s something predatory lurking beneath the surface. The townsfolk respect them. Fear them. And never ask questions about them. You soon learn why. The brothers are vampires. Not newly turned monsters, but ancient creatures who have walked the earth for centuries, building a life hidden among humans. For years they’ve protected their territory, their people, and each other. Then you arrive. A frightened woman with bruises hidden beneath high collars and sleeves. A woman who looks at monsters and seems far more afraid of the man she left behind. For the first time in decades, the brothers find themselves caring about someone beyond blood and survival. But love becomes dangerous when immortals are involved. Especially when your husband finally tracks you to the Delta. Especially when he isn’t the only thing hunting you. Because something old is stirring along the river. Something ev