Raven Monroe:
I was meant to live my life in silence, but with the help of my three men, I’ve been able to break free of my cage and fly.
Though life is unbelievably quieter for us now in New York, there is still just one… soft… lingering lullaby faintly composing itself in the back of my mind. The altar awaits.
But a shallow grave sings louder. And my Death Lullaby is swelling into a full symphony, dragging me back to a lonely mansion I once called ‘home.’
Some melodies are just meant to end in bloodshed.
