They ran from Vegas with a hangover and a silence none of them dared break. They end up in an abandoned bar in New Orleans-a place with velvet booths, boarded windows, and ghosts that don't knock. They sleep in shifts. Dance on tables. Make love to feel something. And try not to look too hard at what's unraveling.
The mansion is gone. The coven is splintered. And no one's talking about what happened.
Juan won't stop flirting with danger. Anita's holding everything together with nerves and nicotine. Rico arrives like he already knows how this ends. And Anthony-he's waking up changed.
Then Odette returns.
And something else does too.
Shadow Liquor is a southern gothic about survival, memory, and the slow, intimate unraveling of people who refuse to die properly. It's not about redemption. It's about what you build after the myth collapses.