WELCOME TO NEW YORK CITY—WHERE THE MONSTERS NEVER LEFT.
In the world of the Blood of the Gods Saga, New York is not just a city. It is a crucible of shadows, secrets, and supernatural power. The skyline is a jagged crown of stone and steel, a monument to both human ambition and the hidden forces that have shaped it from the beginning. Here, the supernatural doesn’t merely survive. It thrives. At 231 Warren Street, in the shadowed heart of Brooklyn, stands Maria Villalobos’s brownstone, a narrow slice of warmth and gaslit charm clinging to the edge of the Gowanus Canal. The waters are black, slick with old curses and older memories, and the house itself offers a fragile kind of peace. For a detective who hunts monsters, sometimes becoming one to do it, this is as close to home as she’ll ever get.
Across the East River, the Supernatural Crimes Division operates from a gray, brutalist fortress at 415 West 26th Street. Built close to the Hudson for reasons no one speaks aloud, it serves both as headquarters and disposal site. Some evidence is best buried beneath water, where the current can carry it away before the sun rises. Supernatural society in this world is layered into the very architecture of the city. The ancient elite dwell high in the Gothic spires of The Dakota, their presence as oppressive as the stone that surrounds them. Further downtown, the living pulse of the underworld beats inside Freaks Dance Club at 145 Avenue B. Beneath strobes and smoke, deals are made in blood and whispers. The music never stops, and the walls remember everything.
Beyond the center lies Astoria, a place of rusted industry and ghosts that no longer bother to hide. Overlooking it all is Calder Manor, a crumbling estate perched on a hill that was never meant to hold anything holy. From there, one family watches the city like a hawk, waiting to strike, its power older than laws and colder than stone.
In this world, the monsters do not lurk in shadows or slip through cracks. They own property. They hold office. They shape the rules. And the question is no longer whether you believe in them. It’s whether they believe in you.
