Prologue

N ew Orleans was a city steeped in secrets, and the Duvall sisters were among its most dangerous.

Savannah’s fingers traced the edges of the journal she’d received on her sixteenth birthday. The leather cover, worn and weathered from years of use, held memories she could never escape. Inside, its yellowed pages brimmed with intricate sketches of demons, dark symbols, and descriptions of forbidden rituals—silent reminders of the fate she could never outrun. Each of her sisters—Geneva, Phoenix, and Catalina—had their own Grimm File, just like Savannah, along with the weapons tied to them. These tools, both gifts and curses, had been passed down through their bloodline, bound by ancient magic and shadowed by death.

The night she was given the journal, Savannah’s life changed forever.

Their mother and aunt had been exiled from the fae realm, seeking refuge in the Crescent City after their mother’s wings had been stripped as punishment for love and betrayal. Her mother’s choice to fall for a mortal had cost her everything. But out of that forbidden love came something the Fae Council had never foreseen—four daughters, each destined to face unimaginable creatures of darkness, destruction, and death.

The city pulsed with life beneath Savannah’s feet, but it was the shadows that called to her and her sisters, whispering their names. They had spent their entire lives preparing for this, trained to wield magic with lethal precision. Their bodies had become weapons, their powers simmering just beneath the surface, ready to strike. Yet despite all their training, there was one thing they’d never been prepared for—finding their fated mates.

Her aunt’s warning echoed in her mind, chilling her with its gravity. “You won’t unlock your full power until you find him. And when you do… everything will change.”

Each of the Duvall sisters had grown stronger, their magic surging just out of reach, waiting to be fully unrestrained. But without their mates, they were incomplete, only fragments of the true power that lay within. The journals had predicted it all. The hunt was inevitable—not just for the demons they were destined to vanquish, but for the one soul that could unlock their ultimate potential.

The Grimm Files were more than just a family burden. They were a prophecy. One that would either save the world—or plunge it into eternal darkness.