London, 1888. The fog breathes, and the butcher walks. Before he was legend, before the name "Ripper" became ink and fear, he was simply Jack Stone-a surgeon with a scalpel in one hand and silence in his heart. Each cut is a prayer, each victim a confession. When London becomes too loud, he boards the SS Wyoming for America, leaving a trail of blood and myth in his wake. But across the Atlantic, the hunger only grows.
In New York, the Hudson Court rules the night, a cabal of ancient vampires who see Jack not as one of their own-but as a threat. They offer him two paths: bow or burn. Jack refuses both. As he carves his way south through monsters, witches, bounty hunters, and ghosts, he meets Eirikr, a dying Norseman whose bloodline still hums with berserker fire. Their bond becomes something darker and more intimate-love born from hunger, sealed in eternity.
In the jazz-soaked heart of New Orleans, where the music itself seems alive, Jack finds not peace but invitation-from a figure older than sin, known only as The Jazz Man. Now hunted by courts, haunted by gods, and courted by something even older than death, Jack Stone learns the truth: silence is never permanent. Because every monster has a song.
London, 1888. The fog breathes, and the butcher walks. Before he was legend, before the name "Ripper" became ink and fear, he was simply Jack Stone-a surgeon with a scalpel in one hand and silence in his heart. Each cut is a prayer, each victim a confession. When London becomes too loud, he boards the SS Wyoming for America, leaving a trail of blood and myth in his wake. But across the Atlantic, the hunger only grows.
In New York, the Hudson Court rules the night, a cabal of ancient vampires who see Jack not as one of their own-but as a threat. They offer him two paths: bow or burn. Jack refuses both. As he carves his way south through monsters, witches, bounty hunters, and ghosts, he meets Eirikr, a dying Norseman whose bloodline still hums with berserker fire. Their bond becomes something darker and more intimate-love born from hunger, sealed in eternity.
In the jazz-soaked heart of New Orleans, where the music itself seems alive, Jack finds not peace but invitation-from a figure older than sin, known only as The Jazz Man. Now hunted by courts, haunted by gods, and courted by something even older than death, Jack Stone learns the truth: silence is never permanent. Because every monster has a song.