Willow
Voodoo. That’s just something people associate with New Orleans. A trend. But also something I don’t dare mock because, let’s face it, it came from somewhere. But the reality of what voodoo truly is will soon be slapping me in the face. When my best friend throws a Fourth of July party, the last thing I expected was to meet Kellan. Twenty-seven. Radio station executive. Voodoo King. But he left that last part out until it was too late to warn me.
Kellan
I’ve practiced voodoo for all my adult life. It’s part of me. But it’s not something that society needs to know. When Koby invites me to a party at his girlfriend’s house, I expected to be bored with the freshly graduated teenagers by ten o’clock. Until I see the most angelic blonde that I cant keep my eyes off of. I want her in my bed, but in my haste to get close to her, my tainted past comes crashing in with a vengeance.